All Chapters of BRIDE OF WRATH : Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

Sheer amusement had me sauntering up to him. He slid me a side glance, but remained perfectly still. Troy's hands were crossed behind him, dressed in full protective gear, he didn't even need. Black combat pants, black boots, a black long-sleeved shirt that fit a little too well… and an aura that practically warned people to keep their distance. "Mrs Wrath," he acknowledged flatly. I smiled up at him. "You know, you could always go talk to her," I said casually, going straight to the point. He stiffened for a moment, barely glancing at me. "I don't know what you're talking about."From the way his jaw ticked, I could tell he did.I almost burst out laughing, but took a slow sip of my wine instead. "Come on, Troy. I'm not blind. You two have been eye-fucking each other all night. You should go talk to her." There was a long stretch of silence, and I almost thought he'd ignore me as usual, letting it go. But then, as if reluctant, he spoke. "I'm on duty. Duty comes first." So,

"Mrs. Wrath, you're perfectly fine," Dr. Bea said gently. "There's nothing wrong with your reproductive system."I blinked in disbelief. "But… Zephyr and I… we've been trying. We've had sex multiple times, unprotected, and still, nothing."She nodded sympathetically, folding her hands over her table. "That can be completely normal, especially in the first few months. Stress, diet, even travel can play a role." Dr Bea smiled kindly. "You're not broken, Lyla. Your labs are strong, your cycle is healthy, and everything in your scans looks excellent. If anything, I'd say you're in better condition than most women your age. I promise you, biologically speaking, nothing is preventing you from conceiving."I sat in silence for a moment, trying to let her words sink in. But deep in my gut, that stubborn instinct whispered otherwise. Something wasn't right. I just didn't know what. I didn't know what my problem was. I'd been afraid of being barren. Now, I'd finally gone to the hospital, only

LYLASeeing my parents brought more relief than I'd expected.The moment I stepped out of the car and into my mother's arms, something in me broke.I burst into the kind of tears I hadn't allowed myself to cry in front of anyone. Not Zephyr, or my maids, or even myself.But here, I wasn't Luna. I wasn't someone's wife.I was just their daughter. Their arms were warm and full of love, and the minute they led me inside their home, I felt a sense of safety. Later that afternoon, after I'd calmed down, cleaned up, and eaten something light, we went out to tour the farm. Dad insisted I ride with him on the ATV, while Mum hopped in another with one of the workers.We laughed more than I thought possible. The farm had grown so much since my last visit with Zephyr. They'd expanded the stables, added new crop beds, and even opened a small greenhouse.Chickens were wandering freely in their designated coop space, a few lazy goats chewed on hay near the barn, and in the distance, the cows gra