Chapter 159:
My nightmares disappeared the moment she was near. I didn’t fully understand this strange behavior, but I knew that I was beginning to feel something for her. And it wasn’t pity.
This time, it was undeniable.
Fear crept into my heart as my feelings grew stronger each day.
I didn’t want to accept these new emotions. I didn’t want to care about her, but I couldn’t help myself.
Avoiding her only made matters worse, as it made me crave her like an addict craves hard drugs.
I wanted her. I couldn’t deny it.
But I was scared. And guilty.
Deep down, I felt like I was betraying Ivy.
Ivy had been my one true love. Even though she was gone, I shouldn’t let anyone take her place.
Confusion hit me at the realization that she was my breeder.
For the first time in my life, I felt like I had made a huge mistake. Her life would be taken once she delivered my son. It would break me to watch her die, knowing how deeply I had fallen for her.
I didn’t know if I would survive without her.
Fuck!
Why didn’t I think this through?
Why did I listen to Jasper when he suggested she become my breeder? What had I done to myself?
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Think, Damon!
My heart shattered at the thought that the laws were almost irreversible.
In extreme circumstances, where the infant needed the mother, a breeder’s life could be extended, but once the child was healthy, her life would be terminated immediately.
Saving a breeder was almost impossible.
“Are you alright, my King?” Her soothing voice pulled me from my troubled thoughts. “You seem lost in thought.”
“Uhm… I’m fine,” I responded sharply, hiding my emotions.
It felt like a stake had been driven into my heart as I watched a smile play on her face.
Despite how I had ruined her, she still felt something different towards me. I was selfish.
“I didn’t know you would be coming again,” she said, trying to start a conversation.
“Me too,” I replied, fighting the urge to pounce on her and claim her.
The thought of her body drove me mad.
I wanted to do naughty things to her… hang her from the wall, tie her to a pole, spank her until her juices spilled all over my couch.
But I refrained for the sake of her pregnancy. I couldn’t help but marvel at how flat her belly was. If it hadn’t been for the doctor’s confirmation, I would have doubted that Aurora was pregnant.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” I confessed, before
