My sister’s mate became my forbidden love.의 모든 챕터: 챕터 141 - 챕터 149

Adrian's POV I had an illusion that the world had come to a halt.My son.My heir.I peeped over and beheld him wrapped in linen and scarlet-faced and living in the shaky arms of Lila. His little fingers were extended, and reached, as though they already belonged, at the air, as though he already owned the world at which he had just made an entrance. My throat tightened. I had fought, I had been a leader, I had buried many of my friends, but I had never been as unnerved as I was by this.Lila was still gasping, still with her hair wet on her forehead. She was weary enough, but when we met, she smiled - pallid, weary, but radiant.He is here, Adrian, she said in her hoarse soft voice.I took a few steps, and my feet made no noise on the floor. I was on my knees by the bed, pushing a wet strand of hair off her face. “You did it,” I said quietly.Her lips gave her a slight smile. “We did it.”The midwives silently went about scanning up, and room was sufficient.I glanced nearer and loo

Adrian's pov I was in the war-room, and the map of our frontiers was spread out before me. Two days after the birth the reports had begun to arrive, and there were now five of them — representing five different outposts.Rogue wolves spotted. Songs too white to be trod by nomads. Organizations too structured to be accidental.Commander Rowan came into the room, and interrupted me as he said, Your Majesty. We arrested one of the scouts along the southern border last night. He’s… not like the usual rogues.”I massaged my head, with weariness. “Did he talk?”“He tried not to,” Rowan said. “Until we mentioned your son.”My eyes flicked up instantly. “My son?”Rowan answered again, with caution. He claimed that they had been receiving whispers about the child. The fact that the woman (Marissa) feels that she still has a claim to power through him. She wants revenge. She is pointing the blame on everything to the Luna.A scornful laugh ran out of my mouth. “Of course she does. She has been

Lila's POV I didn’t sleep that night.I admired Lucien, who slept next me, with his little hand holding on to the edge of his blanket. His composed face was a difficulty to breathe. I had said to myself that I did the right thing. That it was worth it. The fact that one life would be swapped with another was a decision I was comfortable with.However, the act of reading the letter written by Sophia made me see something mean, forgiveness did not heal pain. It only made it gentler.The dawn came too soon.As I entered the passage the young morning sun tipped all the things gold. The palace was alive once more, servants murmuring, guards relieving, the sound of kitchen work in the distance. However, my thoughts were dragging in me as it was as if I were moving in water.The room of Sophia was only some doors away. I waited in the doorway listening. I might have heard the sound of her voice, so low, but still warm.Before I had knocked, she called Come in.When I got there she was sitti

Adrian's POV The morning began too still. The silence which was not repose, even the instant before something disintegrated.I was sitting in my office, going through patrol reports when Rowan broke the door open, gasping. His habitual composure had been lost in something, tense and suspicious.Alpha, said he, with a lowering head. “We’ve found them.”My hand stood in mid writing. “Who?”He met my gaze. “Ethan and Marissa. They’ve come back.”The words hit like cold steel. I sat back in my chair, and tightened my fingers on the pen until it snapped.“Where?”“At the western border. They came to the patrol being unarmed saying that they want to repent. The tone of Rowan was enough to make it understood that he did not think so. “They asked to see you — only you.”Before I could help myself a bitter laugh got out. “Repentance. That’s new.”Rowan hesitated. “Your orders?”“Bring them in,” I said quietly. “Alive.”He blinked. “Alive? You’re sure?”“Yes.” My voice hardened. It is my desir

Sophia's POV Every morning I vowed myself only ten minutes walk, as little as it was better to stir the joints, to get the breath of air that was not laden with medicine or smothered anxiety. However, it happened that an hour always stretched to those ten minutes. Do not overdo it, a voice that I recognized said behind me. Adrian’s beta , Lucas. It was just walking, I said, as though I were innocent. “Not running laps.” He chuckled, stepping closer. That is not what the healers told last time. Someone had apparently decided to use the stairs which lead to the southern terrace, in order to get a glimpse of the view. I rolled my eyes. You make it sound as though I climbed up a mountain. And then it was to one who fainted two weeks ago? His eyebrow arched. “It’s close enough.” I attempted not to laugh, without success. “You sound like my mother.” He smiled. Then perhaps you had better hear once. We stepped in time with each other and walked along the road bordered with growing