Chapter 71

Luara's POV

A few gasps were heard as we all stared at the young boy, holding onto my belly gently. He stood staring at me fiercely but not in anger, but adamant that I was carrying his mate.

I looked up at Bryan, who was staring down at Melvin intensely before staring back at me, just as confused as I was.

"How is this possible?" I said out loud, a question that was swirling around my mind again and again.

My daughter began kicking which made the young boy hold tighter, moving his small hands to follow her kicks.

"No." Bryan stated, staring down at Melvin.

"Mine." Maverick repeated.

"No." Bryan demanded, his voice tight and insistent. His eyes splitting into slits as he stared down at the young boy as Melvin's expression echoed his.

Bryan lowly growled in warning, from the look on his face he could kill. His anger showed, and I moved to stand up as Melvin mother who I now realised was Prince's mate, grabbed him, pulling him besides her.

"Have you told your son to do this?" Bryan snar