He Stole My Children I Refused His Crown Chapter 09
Lucian’s fists clenched, his anger barely contained.
“Willa, humiliating another woman in front of all these people only makes you look vicious. There is nothing inappropriate between Celeste and me.”
“Isn’t there?”
I walked over to Celeste and seized her wrist.
I had taken basic Healer courses at the Royal Academy. With a wolf’s enhanced hearing, I could just make out a second, fainter life-rhythm inside her—but that wasn’t definitive proof.
“She’s about two months pregnant. A single examination by a royal Healer will confirm it.”
“This child wasn’t left by a Cassian spy, too, was it?”
“Enough.”
Princess Beatrice’s face darkened.
“This concerns the royal line of succession and the credibility of two packs. Lucian, Celeste, you will return to the castle with the royal guard and submit to a formal inquiry before King Adrian and the Healers.”
Lucian shot me a venomous look.