บททั้งหมดของ The Werenun’s Dirty Professor : บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 155

Third POVThe night was heavy with silence as Calder moved through the shadows of Lucien Green. A hood covered his head, and dirt smeared his face, hiding the sharp lines of the Northern Ridge prince. He had abandoned his royal robes for rough, torn clothes that made him look like a wandering trader. The disguise was far from perfect, but it was the only way he could pass through the borders without raising an alarm.He had waited days for Ken to bring him news, but nothing had come. His father’s condition grew worse with each passing hour. The healers whispered that death was near, and Calder’s chest tightened with panic. He could not wait any longer. If no one would help him, he would take the herb himself.The moon hung low, its silver light spilling across the forest path. Calder’s boots pressed into the soil as he moved carefully, every sense sharpened. He had studied the maps Ken once shared, and he knew the path to the royal herbal garden. Still, his heart pounded fast. If he w

Reina’s POVThe palace had grown too heavy for me. Every corner carried whispers of betrayal, every hallway reminded me of Ken’s attempt on Julian’s life. My chest still ached when I thought of it. If that servant had not walked in, Julian would have eaten the poisoned meal. The thought alone tightened my throat until I could hardly breathe. It's only been days since I managed to miraculously bring him back to life,and Ken, a stranger I willingly took in without any info on him, wanted to poison Julian yet again. As if my father being in a coma wasn't enough,the weight of everything on my neck was pressing on me,Julian was the only one there for me and a mere stranger wanted his life to end.That night, when the council had been dismissed and the guards were posted at their doors, I found Julian sitting by the window of our chamber. His shoulders were tense, his head bent slightly as though the weight of the world pressed down on him.I closed the door quietly behind me. “Julian,” I w

Julian’s POVThe palace was quiet that night, though I knew enemies waited beyond its walls and traitors still sat in the dungeons. I should have been thinking about them, about the council and the threats that still surrounded us, but all I could think of was Reina.She lay across our bed, her hair spread over the pillow, her body glowing with the faint swell of pregnancy. I watched her, feeling the strange mix of pride and worry that had followed me since the day I learned she carried my child.She turned her head, her eyes meeting mine. There was a softness in them, but also heat. I knew that look.“Julian,” she said quietly, her voice low, almost shy.“Yes, my love?” I asked, moving closer.She bit her lip before speaking. “It feels strange, but ever since I became pregnant, my desire has been stronger. I can’t hide it anymore. I want you.”Her words sent a rush through me. I had seen her glow, I had felt her warmth, but hearing her admit it made my chest tighten and my body burn