บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant For My Father-in-Law: บทที่ 291 - บทที่ 300

Ayla’s POVThe moment I stepped into the underground level, I stopped smiling.There was no need for it anymore.There was no Ciara watching me with those suspicious eyes that did not yet understand why they were suspicious or Inara pretending she trusted me because I had erased a video that would have exposed her to half the supernatural realm and the human world. So there was no need to soften my voice, pretend uncertainty, or act as though I was still building theories around things I had already concluded.The corridor was quiet, lit only by the low white glow of embedded ward-stones. My footsteps echoed faintly as I moved deeper into the facility, passing sealed doors, monitoring chambers and the laboratory where I had spent far too many nights proving something I had desperately hoped was wrong.It was not wrong.I entered the main lab and locked the door behind me before removing my coat. The book I had shown them earlier was only one of many. Dozens of older records covered th

Jasper povI've dealt with many people to know that they resisted lies forced down their throats, but give them enough carefully chosen facts and they would build the lie for you, then defend it because it had become their own answer.I opened the folder of photographs again and moved through them slowly. Ciara laughing beside me at dinner, her face turned away because she hated being photographed while eating. Another of her asleep against my shoulder during a flight. One from our home, barefoot and irritated because I had apparently done something stupid enough to deserve the look she was giving the camera. Then there was the wedding photograph, her hand inside mine, the ring clearly visible.All real.That was what made this so easy.I did not need to manufacture a husband. I was already her husband and neither do I need to invent years together because we had those years. I only needed to remove what came after. Dax. Shadowfen. Asher. Ayla. Her mother and everything family, the th

Inara’s POVI had been watching Ayla since we changed vehicles after landing in the supernatural realm, and she was making it annoyingly difficult to dislike her.That alone was suspicious.We had left the human realm hours ago. After the flight, another set of Blackthorne vehicles had been waiting for us beyond the supernatural border, darker and heavier than anything people drove back home, their windows reinforced and their bodies marked with old protection symbols. Since then, the roads had only become quieter, the towns fewer and the forests thicker. Everything around us looked ancient in a way I could not properly explain. Even the air smelled different.That part bothered me more than I wanted to admit.My senses had sharpened since the transformation, so nothing arrived as one ordinary smell anymore. I could separate damp soil from the wet bark beside it. I could smell moving water somewhere beyond the trees even though there was no river in sight. There were flowers growing f

Dax’s POVThe moment I realized someone had deliberately kept me unconscious, staying in that room became impossible.I pushed myself off the bed, only for my legs to nearly give beneath me. Whatever had been used on me was still sitting heavily in my system, dragging at my muscles and making the room tilt for a few seconds before I caught the bedpost. My ribs hurt from Asher’s beating, my jaw throbbed and the current beneath my skin was nowhere near its usual strength, but none of that mattered enough to keep me there. I had gone to sleep or apparently been forced to sleep after making one decision very clearly.I was going to Ciara.I had already wasted five days hiding from her because I could not separate the woman I loved from the history attached to what Ayla said she might be. Five days of allowing old hatred and fear to make decisions for me. After Asher came in and beat some sense into my head, I had finally understood that I did not need every answer before facing her. I cou

Asher's pov My current jumped before I could stop it, and the monitor immediately gave a sharp warning chirp.“What was that?” the woman asked.The man near my arm checked the screen. “His current moved.”“Is he waking?”“No. Probably a reflex. His system is already trying to burn through the suppressant again.” His fingers moved toward the line. “Increase the stabilizer slightly.”Fuck.I forced everything back down before he could add enough to bury me again. Fighting them physically was useless, but I was beginning to understand how the suppressant reacted to me. If I let my current sink instead of pushing against it, the machine calmed. My wolf followed the thought and withdrew with me, though I could feel his agitation growing beneath mine.The man waited several seconds, watching the monitor. “There. It’s settling.”The woman returned to whatever she had been doing. “Still, Ciara? I understand Miss Ayla being suspicious after all the strange things happening around her, but tak