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Sophia’s POV
My heart was pounding wildly in my chest as I watched this beautiful stranger. He watched me back, a small smile on his face. He was actually indulging me in this. I couldn’t believe it.
I bit my lips hard enough that it almost drew blood. But then I stopped. I knew some people hated the sight of blood and he might be one of them. I didn’t want to scare him off like this.
I gulped. I wondered what mom and dad and the twins will think when they see me here in a bar, trying and failing miserably to flirt with this handsome guy.
He kept watching me, as if trying to consider whether it would be worth it to indulge me.
My heart was still pounding wildly and I feared that he could hear it with the way he was giving me this amusing, knowing look. Finally he answered me. “Where would you like us to find out?”
I shrugged. I didn’t think it would be nice to leave the club and go anywhere with a stranger, dressed like this. Dad might be on his usual nightly patrol with his men and I couldn’t risk him seeing me dressed like this, with a stranger. I would be in a lot of trouble. I was supposed to be in Jenny’s house, studying for our entrance exam with her. Not here.
Jeez. What was I even doing, thinking of talking to him in the first place? And what was running through my mind when I let Jenny encourage me to talk to him in the first place? Fuck. Was I even ready to do this?
Millions of thoughts were running through my head and my heartbeat accelerated rapidly.
“Do you wanna go upstairs?” He asked, touching my hand. I felt electricity zap through my skin, and thank God I had a sort of semblance over myself because I almost jumped. His hands were oddly cold, in contrast to my hot ones.
His light grey eyes bore into mine as he waited for my answer. And I nodded. What could possibly go wrong? “Yeah, sure.”
He signaled to the bartender who walked up to us immediately. “Our bill please?”
The bartender quickly wrote it down on a sheet of paper and passed it to us. He dropped some dollar bills on the bar table for the bartender and then got up from the stool. He stretched out his hand for me. I bit my lips tentatively before taking his hand.
I hadn’t even told Jenny that I was leaving with this guy. I guess I’d just have to text her later.
He lodged us into one of the rooms upstairs of the club and as we got in, he locked the door behind us before taking off the blazers he was wearing and throwing it on the chair and then loosening up his tie.
He took a sit on an armchair and rested his arms on it, looking at me with a dominating expression that made me gulp. His thighs were spread apart and I could see the huge bulge between his thighs. It certainly wasn’t there before.
God. I was about to do this. I was really about to do this.
“Come here,” he said in a deep time that made shivers run down my spine. Slowly I dropped my bag and phone on the table and then walked up to him till I was standing between his legs.
He reached out for my hand and dragged me down till I was sitting on his laps. He slammed his lips down on mine instantly, his tongue sliding into my mouth when I parted my lips in shock. I relaxed into his hold and missed him back, slowly and shyly at first but then I started to get bold, matching his pace and moaning lightly.
One of his hands found my hair and he tangled his fingers in my hair. The other hand found one of the straps of my gown and he began to pull it down.
He grabbed a handful of my hair and then pulled back my head slightly, breaking our kiss. I wiggled on his lap with a whimper. Fuck. I was too aroused to think straight now.
“Are you sure you want this?” He asked, searching my eyes. I nodded instantly without even thinking much about it. He stared at me for another second before releasing my hair.
“On your knees,” he said in an authoritative tone.
I gulped. Fuck. I had never ever done this before. Ever. This was gong to be my first time and what if I messed it all up?
I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes, then opened it and got on my knees. I didn’t wait for him to say what he wanted. I already got the hint. I struggled a bit with his belt before I was able to undo it, then I undid the buttons and unzipped the zipper.
I took out his cock and gulped at the size.
Holy….
It was huge. Very huge.
I looked up at him once again, rethinking this whole thing but he stared me down. I touched it tentatively. This was my first time holding a man’s penis before and it scared me a bit.
I began to move my hand up and down his length and he wrapped his hand over mine, teaching me the pace he wanted. Fast and rough.
I watched as he tilted his head backwards slightly as a moan escaped his lips. “Fuck,” he groaned. “Good girl,” he praised. “Keep going.”
His praises made me want to do more, so I did what I never even thought I’d do at all. I lowered my head and took him in my mouth.
His hands shot to my head, taking a handful of my hair and fisting it. “Good girl,” he praised with a groan. “Keep going. That’s it. Good girl.”
I swirled my tongue around his length and kept bobbing my head up down until he exploded in my mouth.
191Ian’s POVThe weight of my child in my arms was heavier than I expected, but not in a way that tired me. It was a weight that filled me with awe, a kind of responsibility I had never imagined could feel so peaceful. Ava’s tiny fists curled against my chest, soft breaths rising and falling in the perfect rhythm of sleep. For the first time in what felt like forever, everything was still, everything was peaceful.I sat in the rocking chair near the window, dim light filtering thought the curtain. The house was quiet—Sophia was resting in the bedroom, exhausted but content after the birth. I had barely left her side since she’d gone into labor, unable to help the overwhelming sense of protectiveness that surged through me.But now, as I held this tiny life in my hands, all the fear and chaos we had gone through seemed to fade away. It was just us—our family.“Hey there,” I whispered softly, my voice barely more than a breath as I gazed down at my child. “You’re finally here.”I felt
190Jenny’s POVThe news hit me like a tidal wave. I stared down at the test in my hand, my heart pounding in my chest, unsure whether to scream in shock or laugh in disbelief. Pregnant. I was pregnant.Jacob was in the kitchen, making us a late breakfast. I could hear the soft clatter of pans and the gentle hum of music from the living room, but I couldn’t move. For a moment, I felt frozen in place, my thoughts racing.We weren’t trying for a baby. We weren’t ever going to try. I was a vampire and even though Sophia was able to get pregnant, it didn’t mean I could too. But here it was, plain as day. The test didn’t lie.I felt a mixture of emotions swirl through me—happiness, fear, excitement. All at once, it seemed like everything in my life was about to change. But most of all, I was happy. I was so happy. Everything that had happened the past year ran through my mind all at once. The attacks, falling in love with Jacob, turning into a vampire, fearing that Jacob would leave me for
189Sophia’s POVIt was happening. It was really happening. After months of waiting, months of uncertainty, fear, and hope, she was finally here. My body was aching but not as much as I guessed it should be.I glanced over at Ian, who stood by my side, his hand gripping mine tightly. His face was filled with anxiousness. His thumb rubbed small circles against my palm, trying to soothe me, but I could feel the tension in his grip. This was a moment that neither of us could control, a moment we could only experience.“You’re doing amazing, Sophia,” Ian whispered, his voice low and steady, although it was trembling. His eyes met mine. “Just breathe.”I nodded, though the pressure in my abdomen made it hard to do anything other than focus on the next breath. I squeezed his hand in response, letting him know I heard him, even if I couldn’t find the words right now.The room around us was a blur. I barely registered the blur of voices—the midwife, a nurse—guiding me through the process. My
188Jenny’s POVThe day had finally come—my wedding day. I should’ve been nervous, or maybe overwhelmed by everything, but instead, I felt oddly calm as I sat in the small room at the back of the church, waiting for my moment to walk down the aisle. My fingers traced the intricate lace on my wedding dress, a soft white gown that had been perfect the moment I saw it. It was exactly how I had imagined my wedding to be—simple, intimate, and with the people I cared about most.Sophia sat next to me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “You look incredible, Jenny,” she said with a smile that reached her eyes.“Thanks, Soph,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, but there was a catch in my throat. “It’s kind of crazy, isn’t it? That I’m actually doing this?”She laughed softly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “A little bit, yeah. I thought you were joking last week when you said you and Jacob are getting married. But you and Jacob are meant to be. I’m just happy you’re doing
187Ian’s POVThe sun was setting, making the vampire realm look pale. It used to be pretty to look at, but now the usual beauty felt hollow. Some parts of the ground was still red from all the blood that had dried on it, and though the air was quieter, it felt heavy. I stood in the middle of the courtyard, watching as the survivors moved about, trying to restore what had been broken.It wasn’t just the buildings that needed rebuilding. It was us—me, Sophia, the council, everyone.As the king, I had always known the weight and responsibilty of leadership but never like this. The battle exhausted on all of us, but there was a strange sense of relief hanging in the air, as if the worst had finally passed. The constant fear was gone. For now, at least.I felt Sophia approach before she spoke. Her presence felt like a soft, steady energy that I could feel even when I wasn’t looking. She stepped beside me, her hand slipping into mine, and for a moment, we just stood there, side by side, lo
186Sophia’s POVThe air in the realm felt different after the battle settled down. The energy that pulsed through the vampire realm seemed dulled, weighed down by loss and grief. The rogue faction was defeated, but the victory felt hollow. So much had been sacrificed. Too much.I stood on the edge of the courtyard, looking out over the horizon. The sun was setting but I barely noticed its beauty. My thoughts were heavy with the weight of everything that had happened. Lyanna was gone. The thought of it felt like a punch to the chest every time it crossed my mind. She had saved us, saved me and our baby, but the cost was her life.“I can’t believe she’s gone,” I whispered to Ian, who was standing beside me, his hand resting on my shoulder.Ian’s expression was hard, his jaw clenched as he stared out at the horizon. He hadn’t said much since the battle ended, the stiffness in his body telling me how much he was struggling to keep his emotions in check.“She was one of the strongest witc