Lahat ng Kabanata ng Pregnant For My Husband’s Father : Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

Clara’s POVI didn’t bother knocking when I reached the king’s office. I pushed the heavy door open and walked inside like the room belonged to me. The moment the door slammed against the wall, both men inside stopped talking.The king sat behind his large black desk, his fingers steepled together. Joe stood in front of him, a serious look on his face, as always. They were clearly having a private conversation, something deep and important… but I didn’t care.Joe’s eyes widened. “This is the king’s office. You can’t just barge in without knocking.”I raised an eyebrow and walked farther in, my boots clicking loudly on the marble floor. “And I’m the queen,” I said calmly. “I have every right to enter wherever I want.”The king’s jaw tensed. “Joe, leave us.”Joe nodded slowly and turned to leave, but I stretched out my arm, stopping him.“No. Joe stays.” I walked toward the bar cabinet at the side of the room. “I have something to discuss with both of you.”I picked up the crystal decan

Clara’s POV Joe opened his mouth to respond, but I cut him off with a small smirk.“In case anyone dares to object,” I said, lifting the heavy rifle onto my shoulder, “I’ll just send the person to his maker. Mostly that asshole Klaus.”Joe just stared at me, completely speechless, mouth open, eyes wide, like he was still trying to decide if I was joking or planning a massacre.“Clara, you can’t kill any royalty,” Joe said finally, his voice tight. “It’s forbidden.”I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck.These people loved rules.Rules they created to protect themselves while they destroyed everyone else.Why the hell can’t I kill anyone?I’ve been killing people since I was ten.Protecting myself. Protecting Amelia. Surviving.But suddenly because they call themselves ‘royalty,’ I’m supposed to care?Please.Joe kept staring at me, silently begging me to drop the gun. I let it slide down my arm and rested it against my hip, not because he asked, but because I didn’

THE KING’S POV Mike, my wolf , wouldn't stop smiling inside my head. It was loud, annoying, and distracting. I tried to read through the documents on my desk, but his stupid grin kept echoing in my mind like a drum.“Can you just stop smiling in my head?” I finally snapped at him. “You’re distracting me. And for the record, I still don’t understand why you like her. She is crazy.”Mike stretched like a lazy beast waking from a long sleep.“Yeah, she’s crazy,” he said, sounding way too proud. “That’s exactly why I like her. She’s fire… and you’re over here drooling over that boring chick Amelia. Damn, she is too calm. We are already calm. We need some craziness to spice things up. And Clara is exactly what we need.”I scoffed. “No. We don’t need Clara. I’m only marrying her because I don’t have a choice. And I thought you liked Amelia. She is also our mate.”“That was before I found out Clara is our mate,” he replied quickly. “And Clara is hot as hell. Not to talk about her badass vib

CLARA’S POV THE MARRIAGE DAY“Miss Clara, please wake up.”The soft voice pulled me out of sleep.I opened my eyes slowly, my vision still blurry, and the first thing I saw was a maid standing beside my bed. She was smiling too brightly for a morning like this. In her hands was a large white box, tied with a silver ribbon.I sat up lazily, running a hand through my hair.“It’s your wedding day,” she said, bowing her head. “I’m here to deliver your wedding dress.”The moment she said wedding day, my wolf exploded inside my head.Lara was jumping like a child who just got candy.“Wedding day! Wedding day!” Lara screamed excitedly. “Open the box! Open the box! Let’s see the dress!”I took the box from the maid and placed it on my lap. Slowly, I lifted the lid.Inside was a massive ball gown, white, heavy, and covered in diamonds. The fabric shimmered like frozen light. Expensive. Royal. Beautiful.“Wow,” Lara breathed. “It’s gorgeous. I love it.”“The king personally picked it for you,

Clara’s POV “What are you doing here?” he shouted. “Leave now or I’ll call the police!”I tilted my head.“Do you know who I am?” I asked.“I don’t need to,” he spat. “You’re the devil’s daughter. Bringing a gun into this sacred place. Aren’t you afraid of the goddess’s wrath?”I laughed.“Fuck you, and fuck your goddess,” I said calmly. “She’s the reason my life is a mess. I should be on some private island right now, drinking cocktails and living free. Instead, I’m being forced to marry someone I never wanted.”I stepped closer.“So listen carefully.”I gestured to my dress.“I’m dressed for a wedding. Ignore the black, it’s not a funeral. Well… actually, some people will die today, so I guess it’s both.”I lifted the gun lazily.“The priest meant to marry me was kidnapped. So now you’re coming with me to do it.”He shook his head violently.“Over my dead body,” he said. “I will never step into the palace.”I sighed, bored.“Yes… I’ve heard that line before.”I snapped my fingers.