Todos los capítulos de Rejected and Banished; The kids are his.: Capítulo 261 - Capítulo 270

Eva's POV.Night fell slowly, too slowly rather.I laid on the bed staring at the ceiling as shadows danced lazily across it. The sound of the wind outside was the only thing keeping me company. The room felt too big without him. It always did. I turned on my side, closing my eyes, trying to force sleep to come. But sleep had no interest in me tonight. My mind was too loud, replaying everything the maids had said earlier, each word cutting deeper than the last. “If he’s avoiding releasing inside you, then it means he’s avoiding having children.”The sentence refused to leave me. It played on repeat, mocking me, tormenting me.I hugged my pillow tighter, breathing deeply, but it didn’t help. The scent of Nicklaus was everywhere, on the sheets, the pillows, the air itself. And yet, for the first time since I married him, that scent brought me no comfort. It only made the ache in my chest worse.Where was he?He’d said he had a meeting with the pack's warriors, but it was far too late

Eva's POV.It had been days... days that felt like weeks.Days since the fight, since I’d slammed the door in his face and cried myself into exhaustion. I hadn’t gone back to our room since that night. I couldn’t. Every time I thought of that space, of the bed where we used to lie tangled together, I saw his expression again. That cold, nonchalant look in his eyes when he said he didn’t want children. It made my heart twist painfully all over again.So I stayed in the guest room.It was smaller than our bedroom yes, but it was quiet. And I needed quiet.I made sure to plan my movements carefully. I took breakfast late, when I was sure he’d already eaten. Lunch, I often skipped entirely. Dinner, I took in the garden or sometimes had it brought to my room.I didn’t want to see him.Didn’t want to risk looking into those blue eyes and finding that same distance again.The maids had stopped asking questions, though I noticed the way they exchanged worried glances whenever they served me.

Eva's POV.The ride to the Silverstone Pack was a quiet one. Nicklaus sat beside me, looking out the opposite window. His expression was unreadable, composed and quite perfectly regal. Anyone watching would think all was well... the great Alpha King and his Luna, seated side by side in calm companionship.But the air between us was cold. Too cold even.I caught myself staring at his hands, the same hands that used to hold me like I was fragile glass and oh I better not reminisce on the rest of the things that hand has done to me, goodness. But unfortunately, they rested loosely against his thigh now.When we finally approached the Silverstone territory, I could already see people gathered, pack members lined up along the courtyard, heads bowed in respect. The banners pushed around by the evening breeze, painted with the sigil of their pack, a silver wolf with emerald eyes.As our carriage came to a stop, two guards opened the door simultaneously. Nicklaus stepped out first, his heig

Eva's POV.I lay sprawled across the couch in the living room, my eyes tracing the tiny cracks in the ceiling as if they held the answers to my restless thoughts; my mind wouldn’t stop circling the same tormenting truth: Nicklaus still didn’t want a child.We had moved on, or at least, he thought we did because I told him I've forgiven him. We slept in the same bed again, ate together, even managed to smile for everyone to see, but beneath the thin veil of calm, my heart was still unsettled. Every time I thought about the way his jaw tightened whenever the topic of children came up, my chest constricted painfully. How could I love someone so deeply, yet feel so helpless at the same time?I sighed, pulling my knees to my chest, my fingers curling around the edge of the blanket draped over me. I stared at the ceiling a while longer, counting the lines until I lost track.“Your Majesty?”Selene’s voice jolted me slightly, and I turned to see her standing by the doorway, I quickly sat up

Eva's POVNow, all I had to do was wait.Time passed really slow, anticipation making my skin tingle. I busied myself with small tasks, though my mind remained entirely fixated on Nicklaus. When I finally heard the familiar sound of his footsteps along the hallway, my heart leaped into my throat.It was time.I crawled onto the bed, positioning myself like a sinful offering, one leg bent slightly, my back arched just enough to emphasize every curve.I bit my lip, waiting.And then, the door creaked open.Nicklaus stepped inside, his broad frame filling the doorway, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his upper arm, and his dark hair tousled as though he had been running his fingers through it all day. His sharp eyes locked onto me instantly, and the moment they did, the air in the room thickened.He froze.His piercing gaze darkened, sweeping over my body in a slow, burning caress. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, his jaw tightening, his hands clenching into fists at his sid