Chapter 712: A Moment of Bliss, A Region in Turmoil
Breath ragged, voice cracking, she loosened her dress, whispering into his ear. "We’ve taken many children in. Should we... make our own?"
The words travelled into Adam’s ears, overpowering the drumming of his heart. His mind blurred—desire, love, and longing for his own family painted bright pictures. A little princess running across the palace, leaping onto his shoulders with soft giggles.
And then, the image solidified before him. Misha’s perfect charms, her slightly pulled dress that showed just enough for his blood to sear his muscles, but not enough to turn him into a wolf ready to pounce.
’Get a grip on yourself, fool!’
Fending off the passion, he focused on the consequences. Could he build a family in the middle of a foreign realm, where enemies, each more powerful than the last, surrounded him? Would he have time to raise it?
Even though he had been quite foolish and a little mad when he raised Julius, he had cared for the boy every day, hour, and minute. He taught him the basics of mathematics, reading, writing, and trained his body and mind.
There was no way he’d give his own child less attention. On the contrary, there was nothing he wouldn’t give to ensure its happiness.
He took a deep breath, the scalding passion waning with his slowing heartbeats. Yet, his lips twisted, and his eyes locked on Misha’s exposed skin even as he talked in a serious voice. "Not before we stabilise our situation."
Misha lowered her burning face, her fingers trembling on her dress. A hollow laugh left her lips. "Right? It was a... a joke—yes. Sorry..."