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Chapter 67: It’s a boy!

Author: Selene Souchon
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56
Astrid’s POV

My life in the Nightsong Pack had been peaceful ever since Killian found out that I was alive and mistook my child as Drystan’s. Since then, I have never seen him again, and I haven’t heard any news from him.

I know I should be happy that Killian has finally given up on me. He is no longer bothering my life and forcing himself on me. Finally, I can have the freedom that I want without having to pretend that I’m dead.

However, I felt a heavy weight in my heart as I felt guilty for still keeping secrets from him. I thought I made the right choice by letting him think that Drystan was the father of my child, but now, I couldn’t help but think that I made a great mistake by lying to him.

Sometimes, I couldn’t sleep at night as I thought of what might happen once Killian realized the truth and found out that he was the father of my child.

I can never keep this huge thing a secret forever. Someday, my child is going to grow up, and he is going to ask questions. Those tho
Selene Souchon

Giselle is having a girl and Astrid is having a boy which is what Victoria wanted

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