Todos los capítulos de Pregnant For My Father-in-Law: Capítulo 311 - Capítulo 320

Ciara’s POVWe waited until after midnight.And it wasn't because Inara suddenly developed patience. She absolutely had not. She spent most of the evening sitting near the window, pretending to look bored while quietly counting every guard who passed below. By the time the compound settled, she knew which men changed shifts, how long the western courtyard stayed empty and which staircase the night guards barely checked because apparently even supernatural prisons had lazy employees.I stayed on the bed and tried not to think about what she had found downstairs.Suppression equipment.Containment seals.Restraints.All things Ayla had conveniently forgotten to mention when convincing us this trip was about getting answers.My anger kept trying to outrun my fear.Dax was searching for me and that fact had lodged somewhere in my chest and refused to move. He had told the entire supernatural realm I had been taken, which meant whatever happened between us before I left, he did not believe

Dax’s POVWe had been on the western route for less than two hours when the bond hit me without warning. One second I was standing beside the lead vehicle while Marcus argued with two regional scouts over which crossing had been used most recently, and the next, pain tore through my chest hard enough to make my knees weaken. I caught the side of the vehicle before I went down, my vision darkening around the edges as something rushed through me all at once.Pain. Fear. Purple current.Ciara.My wolf exploded awake inside me with enough force to make my head pound. “Mate.”I could barely answer him. For maybe one or two seconds, I felt her as clearly as I had since she disappeared. It wasn't her thoughts and not exactly her body, but the bond itself, weak and distorted beneath something heavy that seemed to be pressing down on her. Then it vanished again, leaving only the echo behind.Asher reached me first, but I lifted one hand before he could touch me. “Wait.”He stopped, and so did

Ayla’s POVI wiped the tears away before Lance could say anything.He had already seen them, of course. There was no point pretending otherwise, but I refused to let that become the center of the room. Ciara was still unconscious on the examination table, the scanner humming above her while the readings remained stubbornly unchanged across the main screen.The Blackthorne and Veilborn current were intertwined, they weren't exactly touching or contaminating each other but intertwined.I stared at the results again and felt something hard twist inside my chest. For days, I had allowed myself one possibility, one thin reason not to end this immediately. Dax’s child might still be saved. Our bloodline might survive even if Ciara could not. I had built half this operation around that possibility because after everything the war took from us, after what it did to fertility, bloodlines and the ability of our family to continue, I could not simply throw away the first viable Blackthorne child

Inara’s POVI woke up with my head hanging forward and enough drugs in my body to make lifting it feel like hard labour. For several seconds, I could not even remember where I was, but the moment I tried moving my arms, cold metal bit into both wrists and everything came back at once. Ciara on the ground, purple current everywhere, Ayla tackling me and the needle entering my neck then Ciara standing again with those strange glowing eyes before collapsing.“Fuck.”My voice came out weak, but anger rushed in fast enough to wake the rest of me. I yanked against the restraints and immediately regretted it when something hot tore through my shoulders. The chair beneath me was bolted into the floor, my wrists locked inside thick black cuffs with silver lines running through them, while another restraint crossed my chest and two more held my ankles apart. Old symbols covered the floor and climbed the walls around me in connected circles, and every time I struggled, the entire thing seemed to

Jasper’s POVThe first Blackthorne team crossed into the outer territory twelve minutes before Ayla moved Ciara.I knew because the ward I had been watching changed rhythm the moment Dax’s people touched the edge of it, and almost immediately, movement inside the compound increased. Guards shifted toward the western perimeter, two containment lines strengthened and someone activated an emergency channel that had remained silent all night. Ayla had finally realized she was out of time.So had I.I watched from the ridge as the lower medical doors opened and four guards came out ahead of a transport unit. Ciara appeared several seconds later, weak but conscious, her wrists restrained in front of her while another guard stayed close enough to catch her if she stumbled. Even from that distance, I could see the way she held herself carefully, protective of the child despite whatever Ayla had already done to her.My hand tightened around the injector inside my coat.Enough waiting.For the