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Nora:

Once she had left, Brody turned to me, clearing his throat and adjusting his posture. “I am sorry for

that. I don’t know why she thinks she can roam around the mansion without being questioned,” he

said, avoiding eye contact until he mentioned the kiss, “You taste so good, Nora. I wish I could taste

you more.”

My body flinched, but I was adept at hiding my reactions now. “So, you’re going to use my children

to coerce me now?” My straightforwardness. made him shut his eyes for a moment before opening

them and looking at

1. me.

“No! Don’t put it like that. It is like you only think negatively now. I’m not all bad. You know I would

never use anything against you to get intimate with you,” he whispered, trying to move closer, but I

stepped back, making it clear that a kiss did not mean I was open to more.

Besides, didn’t he already do it to get a kiss from me?

“Nora! I was angry a few months ago. I wanted to know who the baby-”

Before he could finish the question, I sighed, and he fell silent.

“What if Janet or Clara take their anger out on my babies? They aren’t going to say anything to you,

but my children are at the mercy of who knows what the entire day. Your recklessness could cause

me significant harm,” I warned him, reminding him of his lack of commitment when it came to

protecting someone.

“They won’t do anything. When I take someone in my shelter-,” he shut

up the minute he watched me roll my eyes at his statement.

He had promised to protect me and shield me from any pain, yet he left. me at the mercy of his pack

members who ensured I suffered the worst in the past few months, especially during my pregnancy.

Now he wanted to talk about us?

“They will remain unharmed, I promise you,” he said with a determined

look.

“I want to hold my baby now,” I folded my arms stubbornly. I had kissed him as he requested. Now it

was time for him to fulfill his promise.

“I thought we could talk about ourselves,” he said, ignorantly smiling at

1. me.

“Brody! There is no such thing as ‘us‘ anymore. You made a deal, and I fulfilled my part. As for

capturing the mutant, I need to see my children for that too.” I had realized that dealing wisely was

the only way to get things done. I wouldn’t just stand back and let them take advantage of me.

For some inexplicable reason, Brody had tears in his eyes. I was the one who had been betrayed,

yet he was crying?

“Fine. I will bring your baby here, but you will meet the others once you hand over this one.” My

heart ached as he didn’t mention my baby without his name.

And how could he? I had not named him yet. Tonight would be the first time I held him.

Before walking away, he stopped briefly to give me one last piece of information. “By the way, the

first match will be in the new arena behind the mansion. Some council voters and other packs are

coming to see it. I don’t know how it will go, but if what Rollo said is true and you were able to

overpower the mutant so easily, I suggest you play around a little

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and create some suspense.”

I narrowed my eyes in his face to make him explain his statement. But he was so good at stealing

eyes from me.

He walked out while I kept pondering his words. ‘Basically, he wants us to be beaten and not win too

easily. What an asshole,‘ Akira explained the meaning behind his suggestion.

He was so shameless that he couldn’t even look me in the eye and directly tell me what he was

asking.

‘Let’s leave that for the day of the match and focus on meeting our son,‘ I thought excitedly as I

waited by the door. When Mrs. Fisher approached the room, holding a baby in her arms, my heart

leapt.

I rushed out and snatched the baby from her hands, smiling widely while tears filled my eyes. He

was the most beautiful baby with gray eyes and a prominent black line around the gray.

That’s when my throat went dry at the resemblance he bore to Ryker.

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“Is he “I stopped myself abruptly, feeling goosebumps. I looked at his face, and all I could remember

was Ryker. The other babies made me wonder a little because they looked nothing alike, but this

little angel in my arms had the same unique eyes as his father. A gasp escaped my lips. when I

inadvertently thought of him as Ryker’s son.