Semua Bab Cursed Heir: Bloodline Of The Damned: Bab 31 - Bab 40

The royal wing felt smaller with every passing hour."You will not leave these chambers without a full escort of six guards and either myself or Lord Caelum," Vesperian said, voice leaving no room for argument. He stood by the window, arms crossed, watching servants and mages work around the room. "No more garden walks. No more slipping away. Kieran’s forces are too close."I sat on the edge of the bed, one hand resting on my heavy, rounded belly. The child shifted restlessly, as if he could feel the walls closing in too. "So I’m not just a prisoner anymore. I’m a treasure locked in a vault."Vesperian crossed to me in three strides. He cupped my face with both hands, thumbs stroking my cheeks. "You are everything. And I will not lose you to my brother’s madness." His eyes flicked down to my belly. "Either of you."Mages moved through the room, placing glowing runes on the doorframes and windows. The air grew thick with magic, heavy wards that made my skin prickle. Even my enhanced se

"Bring him in," Vesperian ordered, voice like steel. "But keep the chains on. And six guards at all times."I sat beside him on the raised dais in the smaller audience hall, my rounded belly making the chair feel too tight. My hands trembled in my lap as Kieran’s envoy was escorted forward, a tall, hooded figure with pale skin and milky eyes that seemed to see too much. The seer.The room was packed with Vesperian’s most loyal Alphas. Tension hung thick in the air. I could feel every stare on my swollen stomach, on the faint golden glow that refused to stay hidden anymore.The seer stopped ten paces away, chains rattling. His blind eyes turned unerringly toward me."The child of cursed union stirs," he intoned, voice echoing through the hall. "Born of sterile king and parasitic vessel. The father will not survive the birth. The mother will be consumed by what he carries. Only the child will remain… a being of shattered thrones and remade worlds."A ripple of fear and anger swept throu

"You’re thinking too much again."Vesperian’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts as he entered the chambers. He looked tired, but his eyes softened the moment they landed on me. I was sitting by the window, hands cradling my heavy belly, trying to calm the restless child inside me.Before I could answer, he crossed the room and scooped me up like I weighed nothing. I let out a surprised sound, arms instinctively wrapping around his neck."Alpha, I can walk…""Not today," he murmured, carrying me toward the bed. He laid me down carefully, like I was made of glass, then climbed in beside me. His hand immediately found my belly, stroking slow circles over the tight curve. "You’ve been quiet since the seer’s words. I don’t like it."The child kicked strongly under his palm, almost like greeting him. Vesperian smiled, a real, small smile that made my chest ache."He knows his father’s voice," I said softly.Vesperian leaned down and pressed a kiss to my belly, lips lingering. "Good. He sho

“Are you killing me?”Vesperian’s question hung between us like a blade pressed to my throat. He had me backed against the wall, one hand still possessively on my swollen belly, golden eyes burning into mine.I couldn’t breathe. The child kicked hard, as if sensing the storm about to break.“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied, voice shaking.“Bullshit.” He slammed a hand against the wall beside my head, caging me in. “You’ve been different for weeks. The way you touch me. The way you take me. I feel it in the bond, Eli. Something’s changed. You’re holding back. Hiding. And now you’re sneaking around my council meetings? Tell me the truth before I lose what little patience I have left.”Tears burned my eyes. Everything crashed over me at once, the guilt, the love, the fear, the archives, the draining. “You want the truth? Fine. You turned me into a weapon. You bred my entire bloodline like livestock so you could have the perfect vessel. And now I’m carrying your child w

Six months.My belly was massive now, heavy and tight, stretching my skin until it felt like it might split. Every step sent a dull ache through my back, but it was nothing compared to the power pulsing inside me. The child no longer just kicked, he moved with purpose, like he was testing the limits of my body. The golden glow under my skin had become constant, bright enough that I had to wear darker silks to hide it from the servants.I sat in the private garden balcony, one of the few places Vesperian still allowed, when it first happened.A small pebble on the stone ledge beside me lifted into the air, hovering for a few seconds before dropping back down. I stared at it, heart racing. Then a nearby vine of night-blooming flowers unfurled rapidly, petals opening wide as if reaching toward me. The air around my belly shimmered with visible magic.“No,” I whispered, pressing both hands to the swell. “Not yet. You’re not supposed to be this strong already.”The child pushed back agains