All Chapters of Pregnant For My Father-in-Law: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Dax’s POVI remained several steps behind Ciara and Inara, watching them move through the largest trading district in the realm with more excitement than caution.The place was crowded enough to irritate me.Merchants from different packs, fae traders, witches, vampires, beast clans and creatures that preferred not to name their species openly filled the enormous business area. Stalls stretched beneath glowing arches, rare herbs floated inside glass containers, weapons hummed with old magic, fabrics changed color depending on who touched them, and the air carried too many scents at once. This was the kind of place where fortunes changed hands before sunset and people disappeared if they trusted the wrong smile.Ciara had asked me to bring her here earlier that morning and that alone had made me suspicious.My little moon did not enjoy crowded places. She preferred quiet rooms, books, soft beds and staying close to familiar people, especially now that the pregnancy had advanced. Most

Jasper’s POVMy eyes remained on the masked man seated at the head of the long table.Oracle.That was the only name anyone inside this room used for him. I had known him for centuries, obeyed his commands, swallowed his potions, endured his spells and carried out enough of his plans to drown whole bloodlines in blood, yet I had never seen the face beneath that mask. Sometimes I wondered whether there was even a real face behind it anymore or if the thing sitting before us had become nothing more than ancient power wrapped in robes and secrets.The meeting hall was buried beneath one of the Dagon family’s oldest properties, hidden far below the human estate where no ordinary servant, guard or guest could accidentally wander into it. The walls were black stone, damp with old magic, and symbols had been carved into every pillar to prevent sound, scent and supernatural current from escaping. A circular chandelier burned overhead without candles, casting a sickly silver glow across the

Dax’s POVI drove my fist into the punching bag hard enough to split the leather open.Sand spilled across the training room floor, joining the remains of six other bags I had already destroyed, but the sight did nothing to ease the pressure inside me. My current still burned beneath my skin, hot and violent, while my wolf paced through my mind like a beast locked behind a door too weak to hold him.Across the room, Lance kept a careful distance.It was probably the smartest decision he had made all day.I moved toward another bag.Lance groaned. “If you destroy the rest, what exactly are the warriors supposed to train with tomorrow?”I wrapped my fists again, even though the cloth had already torn in several places. “When I finish with the bags, I will use your stupid face.”His expression turned offended. “Why my face?”“Because it is close.”“No.” He took one step back. “That is not normal. Alpha Ray is the one staring at your woman like a starving animal. I did nothing.”“You stoo

Ciara’s POVI sat quietly beside Dax, sipping the juice he had prepared for me while the private jet moved steadily through the clouds, but no matter how many times I tried to relax, my body refused to listen. The drink was sweet, cold and exactly the way I liked it, yet I barely tasted anything. My thoughts remained trapped in that private room before takeoff, in the folded note with the tiny heart and the handwriting I would have recognized anywhere.Jasper had reached me before we even left Shadowfen.The thought alone made my fingers tighten around the glass.Dax noticed immediately. His hand moved to the back of my head, fingers brushing gently through my hair before resting there in that comforting way he had developed whenever he sensed I was slipping too deeply into my thoughts. He had traced the servant the moment I showed him the note, but by the time his guards found her, she was already dead. Someone had killed her before she could be questioned, leaving nothing behind ex

Ciara’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed with both hands resting over my stomach, trying to ignore the strange weight that had settled in the room since we arrived at the Blackthorne estate. Everything looked exactly as I remembered it but it no longer felt familiar. The room had once been mine, or at least I had tried to convince myself it was, yet sitting there now felt like stepping back into a cage after finally learning what freedom tasted like.Inara had not stopped pacing.She moved from one side of the room to the other, arms folded tightly across her chest, muttering under her breath and occasionally turning toward me as though she expected me to suddenly announce that I had changed my mind and wanted to return to Shadowfen immediately.“That public display was unnecessary,” she said for what was probably the fourth time. “Completely unnecessary. The reporters, the cameras, that stupid loving-husband smile and the way he opened his arms like you were supposed to run into them