All Chapters of Forbidden Lessons : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

173Sophia’s POVIt was very dark and I was up when I was supposed to be asleep. I was seated on the edge of the bed, staring at the faint outline of my belly. I could feel our baby moving sometimes. It made my heart swell with both excitement and fear. I wasn’t ready to admit it before, but now, it was impossible to ignore the thoughts racing through my head.I pressed a hand against my belly, feeling the steady thrum of life growing inside me. The longer I remained seated and staring at my belly, the more doubts began to creep in, nagging at the back of my mind. Was I putting this baby in danger by staying here, caught between two worlds? The vampire realm, with its ancient politics, its dangers, its enemies—it wasn’t exactly a safe haven for a child, let alone a vampire child with his parents as the rulers of the realm.I hadn’t told Ian about my fears. Honestly, I was getting tired of doing that, not to mention that I always felt guilty and bad afterwards. He had so much on his sh

175Sophia’s POVSitting at the dining table, I stared at the blank wedding planning notebook in front of me. My thoughts were swirling with everything we had to figure out, but all I could focus on was the heavy weight in my chest. The more I thought about it, the harder it felt to breathe. Ian was sitting across from me, his eyes fixed on the pages too, but I knew his mind was somewhere else. He hadn’t said much in the past hour, and it was starting to eat away at me.“We need to set a date,” I finally said, breaking the thick silence between us.Ian’s eyes lifted to meet mine, and I could see the strain in them. “Sophia, with everything that’s happening…”I cut him off, my voice sharp. “I know what’s happening, Ian. I’m not blind to it. But we still have to do this. We can’t put our lives on hold forever because of the chaos around us.”He sighed, leaning back in his chair, running a hand through his dark hair. “I just… I don’t want to rush anything. We’re under enough pressure alr

177Sophia’s POVThe grand ballroom of the vampire realm was breathtaking, every corner gleaming with the kind of elegance that only centuries of tradition could muster. Chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling, casting a soft, golden light over the room, while velvet drapes framed the windows, opening up to a view of the moonlit landscape outside. It was overwhelming. The entire place felt like something out of a storybook—ancient, timeless, and impossibly beautiful. And I was in the middle of it, wearing the most extravagant gown I’d ever seen in my life, about to marry the vampire king.I glanced at Ian beside me. He looked regal, standing tall in his tailored suit, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. His hand was warm in mine, grounding me amidst the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. The council members sat in their designated places, their expressions neutral, though I could sense their keen observation. They were here in a formal capacity, but

179Lyanna’s POVThe vision had already begun to darken long before the attack. I’d felt it coming, the steady pulse of malevolent energy that kept rippling through the threads of magic I’d woven to protect Ian, Sophia, and their growing child. But nothing could have prepared me for the moment when the shadows took form in the ballroom of their wedding reception.It all happened so fast, yet the magic that surged within me made each detail painfully clear—the strike of fangs, the gleam of claws, the betrayal of those who had once stood by our side.I saw Sophia standing in the chaos, her eyes wide with fear as the battle raged around her. Her hand instinctively moved to her stomach, cradling the life inside her as rogue vampires and werewolves tore through the room.“Sophia!” I yelled, rushing toward her as the air thickened with the smell of blood and the crackling of broken glass. “Stay still. I’m coming!”A rogue vampire lunged at her, but I was faster. My hand shot out, a rush of

181Sophia’s POVI sat in the corner of the room, my hand unconsciously resting on my belly, which was now undeniably round. My thoughts swirled in a storm of fear, and confusion. It had been days since the attack at the wedding, and the shock of everything that had happened still clung to me like a second skin.It should have been one of the happiest days of my life, but instead, it had been chaos. Werewolves, rogue vampires, betrayal from the council members… and now this gnawing realization that my child, our child, was not safe. That I was not safe.I felt Ian’s presence before I saw him. He moved like a shadow, silently, gracefully, and I didn’t need to look up to know he was worried. His silence said more than his words ever could.“Sophia,” Ian’s voice was soft as he crouched down in front of me, his eyes filled with concern. “Talk to me.”I lifted my gaze to meet his. How could I possibly explain the sheer weight and exhaustion and doubt pressing down on my chest? The fear of