(Willa)
“But, he’s..” I paused, still reeling from what he said.
My brain was firing thoughts so fast that I couldn’t grasp one.
“He will be such a good Alpha. He is already showing such promising decision-making skills. He’s very rational for his age, especially.” His mom folded her arms, looking down at Emmett affectionately.
“He’s what?” Caspien asked me, dragging his attention from Emmett.
“He’s not, you know, biologically yours,” I whispered.
“So?”
“So, is that even legal? Don’t you want to continue your bloodline?”
They were descendants of our first royals; they were royals. The strongest bloodline, they had to want to continue that.
“That doesn’t mean that we can’t continue the bloodline.” Caspien raised an eyebrow, and my face heated.
Having more kids was not some
