~FREYA~
I woke up to hear the voices of my father and husband. Whatever they were speaking about, Lucas wasn't happy about it. I could hear it in the tone of his voice.
"A grandchild?" Lucas asks. His tone is one of disgust.
Of course, my father would bring up the topic of grandchildren the day after our wedding night. It was all he was concerned about. He wanted many powerful grandchildren to add to his strength.
"Yes." I hear my father answer him. "Freya understands that she has to get pregnant. It is something that I've never hidden from my daughters."
It is true. He has mentioned it to Avery and me several times already. We never took him seriously because we didn't think that this day would come so soon.
If Lucas couldn't even stand the thought of kissing me, how could he p
