All Chapters of My Husband’s Pregnant Mistress Is Also His Fated: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Everything is breaking.”The words left my mouth before I could stop them.My chest burned. My breath came out slow and heavy.The ritual circle around me pulsed like a living thing, pulling power from my body again and again.Cassian stood across from me, calm as if nothing was wrong.But everything was wrong.I could feel it.My Alpha bond was fading.Not weakening.Fading.I gritted my teeth.“You said this would stabilize the birth,” I growled.Cassian did not look worried.“It is stabilizing it.”My laugh came out rough.“This feels like death.”“That is the price of power.”The chamber shook again.A low crack echoed through the air.Lucian’s voice cut in sharply.“This place is collapsing!”Cassian didn’t even look at him.“It will hold long enough.”Lucian moved closer to the ritual circle, his eyes dark with anger.“You’re lying.”Cassian’s expression did not change.“Am I?”I tried to push myself up, but my legs refused to obey.My body felt empty.Like something was being

That word was not meant for me.I knew it the moment the baby said it.My heart should have been full. My child had just spoken its first word. A father should feel pride. Joy. Relief.But none of those things came.Instead, something cold settled deep inside my chest.Because the baby had looked straight at Cassian.And said one word.Father.Lucian was the first to break the silence.“That… that was impossible.”His voice sounded rough, like he had swallowed something sharp.I slowly lifted my head.Cassian still stood a few steps away.But something had changed in his face.Not shock.Not fear.Recognition.And that was worse.I tightened my arms around the baby without thinking. The small body felt warm. Fragile. Real.“My child did not just call you father,” I said quietly.Cassian did not answer right away.Lucian stepped forward, anger rising in his voice.“Say something, Cassian.”Cassian finally spoke.“You heard the child.”“That doesn’t answer the question.”Cassian looked

“I think I know what this child is.”The words slipped out before I could stop them.Three pairs of eyes turned toward me at once.Damon’s expression hardened immediately.Aria’s face went pale.Cassian simply watched me.Always watching.Damon spoke first.“Then say it.”His voice carried a warning.I exhaled slowly.“I’m not certain.”“That’s not good enough.”“It’s the truth.”Aria looked down at the baby in her arms.Her fingers brushed gently across the small hand.“What do you think our child is?”Her voice sounded fragile.And I hated being the one who might break it.I rubbed the back of my neck.“You’ve heard the old stories.”Damon frowned.“What stories?”“The ones elders tell during winter gatherings.”Damon’s eyes narrowed.“You mean legends.”“Yes.”Lucian let out a short breath.“About Alpha-born prophets.”Aria looked up slowly.“Prophets?”Cassian spoke quietly.“Go on.”I didn’t like the interest in his voice.But the truth had already begun spilling out.“Long ago,”

If Cassian isn’t the enemy… then who is?The question would not leave my mind.If Cassian was not the enemy, then everything I believed for years was wrong. And if I was wrong… then someone much closer to us had been lying.I stared at Cassian for a long moment. He looked calm. Too calm.“You knew something,” I said slowly. “From the beginning.”Cassian did not answer right away. His eyes moved to the child in Aria’s arms.Then he said quietly, “I knew the prophecy was incomplete.”Aria tightened her hold on the baby. Her voice trembled, but her words were firm.“Incomplete?” she said. “You told us the prophecy said the child would bring war.”“It does,” Cassian replied. “But that is not the full truth.”My chest burned with anger.“Then say it,” I snapped. “Stop speaking in riddles.”Cassian finally looked at me. His eyes were sharp.“The prophecy does not say the child brings war,” he said slowly. “It says the child reveals the war that already exists.”Silence fell between us.Aria

“You never escaped the council, Lucian.”The words left my mouth before anyone else could speak.Lucian’s eyes met mine. Calm on the surface. But something deep inside them shifted.Damon stepped forward at once.“That is enough,” he said sharply. “You will not accuse my brother without proof.”I did not look away from Lucian.“I am not accusing him,” I replied quietly.Damon’s jaw tightened. “Then what are you doing?”“I am asking him to stop hiding.”The room fell silent.Lucian studied me for a long moment. His expression did not break, but his shoulders grew slightly heavier.“You believe the council still controls me,” he said slowly.“I believe the council never lets its servants go.”Damon looked confused and angry.“Servants?” he repeated. “Lucian was never anyone’s servant.”I finally turned toward Damon.“You know the council’s reputation. They did not rule with open power. They ruled with secrets.”Aria held the child closer.“Then explain it,” she said softly. “Explain wha