In my cold room, I was sitting on my queen-sized bed staring dimly at my fingers.
Mum was sitting on the sofa while Landon was sitting next to me on the bed. None of us spoke to each other as we stayed silent for half an hour.
Although I know and am certain that I wanted nothing to do with Liam and his wolf minions, this is my child and he or she has the royal blood flowing within his veins.
How can I let the baby go when I’m an empath who loves children?
“Are you sure about this? You might regret this if you want to keep this baby”. My brother Landon was the first to speak up, breaking the silence in my room.
“I’m sure brother, this is your first nephew or niece. Our blood runs through it.” I grasped Landon’s hands persuasively and was also looking at my mother from the corners of
