All Chapters of Caught In Between Lust And Desires Book 2: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

🖱️ Sammy 🖱️ "Wait." Jayden looked up from the file in my hands, his expression somewhere between confusion and dawning horror. "Based on this information, Victor has a child? And an ex-wife?" "Um. Yes." I hesitated, watching the color drain slightly from his face. "But we don't know for certain. I mean, we don't know if the child belongs to the original owner of the body, or to our Victor." "How old is the child?" "I don't know, baby." I scanned the report again, frustrated by how little of it actually held up under real scrutiny. "It says ten, or maybe nine, or eight — I'm not certain about the age. The records are inconsistent." "Wait, I can't get this straight." Jayden set the file down like it had burned him, his hands trembling slightly. "You're telling me that my Victor… there's a possibility he has a child. With a woman." I didn't fully understand the way he was processing this, and I wished I did, because I had no idea how to steady him through something I wasn't even c

🖱️ Jane 🖱️I left Jayden and Sammy's room in a daze that I was fairly certain I'd never fully recover from.A baby. An actual, literal baby, apparently accelerating toward existence at some unnatural supernatural speed, on top of everything else currently unraveling around us. Knowing whose Jayden parent are and the kind of being he is, so Jayden getting pregnant isn’t unusual. I made it exactly four steps down the hallway before I had to stop, brace one hand against the wall, and just breathe for a solid ten seconds."You look like you've seen a ghost," River said, appearing beside me with two cups of coffee he'd clearly acquired through sheer force of husbandly instinct, because I genuinely had no memory of him leaving to get them."I've seen worse than a ghost." I took the coffee gratefully and downed half of it in one go, scalding my tongue and not caring even slightly. "Jayden's pregnant."River blinked. "...What?""Pregnant. As in, expecting. As in, there is a second heartbeat

🖱️ Victor 🖱️I tried my best to keep my eyelids open, but it was so difficult.I'd been sleeping since I almost strangled the man who used to be the love of my life, my body apparently deciding that the appropriate response to nearly committing murder was to shut down entirely for several hours. My growling stomach wasn't helping the situation either, an insistent, undignified rumble that finally dragged me out of whatever exhausted half-sleep I'd collapsed into.I'd been out since breakfast. I got up with real difficulty, everything in me aching in that particular way that came from fighting your own body for control and losing more ground than you wanted to admit, and freshened up before deciding to head down to the dining area.Maybe after eating, I'd go search for a healer, or anyone who might actually help me understand what was happening to my own head. Or a library. Who knew — maybe I'd stumble onto some ancient tome exactly the way Jayden apparently had once, back in whateve

🖱️ Sammy 🖱️Moon goddess help me.To think, only hours ago, I'd genuinely believed there was a chance he'd simply lost his memory. That whatever had happened to him ten years ago, whatever strange rebirth had folded his soul into a fairy's failed marriage and dead-end factory job, had at least spared him the full weight of remembering who he used to be. It would have explained so much. The confusion. The strangling. The complete absence of the man I remembered standing in front of me.But no.He remembered everything.‘We need to ask him again before jumping to conclusions’ my wolf said.I watched him lounging on that stone bench like the garden belonged to him, sunlight cutting through the leaves overhead and catching in his hair, and felt something twist hard in my chest at how easily he wore that certainty. Ten years I'd imagined this moment a hundred different ways —grief, confusion, desperate apology, even rage. I had never once imagined him sitting there this relaxed, this unb

🖱️ Jane 🖱️I'd braced myself for a lot of possible versions of this moment on the walk over.A broken man, maybe. Someone shaking, apologetic, desperate to explain himself after nearly strangling the Supreme King he'd apparently died for. Someone who looked, at the very least, like the situation had scared him half to death, the way it had scared the rest of us.What I found instead was a man leaning back against a garden bench with a half-eaten sandwich in one hand, looking supremely unbothered, like he was killing time before a spa appointment rather than sitting under armed suspicion after a violent episode that morning."Oh. There you two are," I said, mostly to give myself a second to recalibrate. "Okay, finally. Thank gods."Wren shuffled in beside me at her own impossible, unhurried pace, her sharp eyes immediately fixing on Victor with the same unnerving focus she'd leveled at me in her cottage two days earlier."So this is him," she murmured."This is him," Sammy confirmed