Chapter 93: Who She Belong To
’Why couldn’t I push him harder? It’s not like he’s hugging me that tightly.’ Lethia lowered her gaze, unable to keep staring into Zeran’s annoyingly stunning eyes.
"And why is that? Can’t you just tell me without..." Lethia swallowed hard, trying to juggle her racing heartbeat and the words she wanted to say.
"I need to be in this position so you can feel it. Isn’t it strange how your body betrays your intention to break free from my grip?"
’How did he know? And how could I even push this beast? A wolfless like me is obviously weaker than him. Has his common sense died or what?’ She couldn’t say it out loud.
No, more precisely, she couldn’t defy him. The words jammed in her throat, like back when her father caught her trying to skip class in high school.
"Just tell me, then." Her gaze still lowered, and that’s when she noticed one of his hands was resting on her belly. She hadn’t even realised when it got there.
"It turns out my sperm got swapped with whoever’s was meant to be used in your IVF process. So whoever you think is the father of your baby... is wrong. I’m the one."
Lethia’s eyes flew wide. His words struck her like a bolt to the spine, jolting every nerve and making her heartbeat thunder against her ribs.
Her fingers fidgeted, and when she looked up at Zeran’s face, she found no trace of humour in his expression.
"Lie... No... What—"
"You might be wolfless and unable to telepath with your pup. But I can. And more than that... your body knows it. Am I wrong?"