Classic Novel
Chapter 233
Chapter 233
Janet’s eyes were slits of rage.
“My child is not a bastard child!” she hissed.
“It is a bastard in my kingdom!” Westin snarled, “I will not let you–my mate, MY QUEEN–give birth to
that lowborn werewolf’s child-“!
“I didn’t even want to be your queen! If I had a choice, I didn’t even want you as my mate!!!” Janet
cried,
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Now that he had discovered her secret, she had nothing to be afraid of.
What did she have to lose?
Her only option was to defend her child with her own life.
Westin’s chest heaved. He looked furious.
He waved his arm abruptly and swept everything on the operation desk off the table and onto the floor
with a huge clattering sound..
“That was another lie, wasn’t it?”
He glared at her with bloodshot eyes, “When you said that you were willing to try. and fall in love with
me again…That was a FUCKING LIE! I can’t believe that…I let you fool me again!”
More tears gushed from her eyes.
Janet looked at him in silence.
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He raked his hair with his fingers and paced back and forth by her bedside anxiously.
“I should have never trusted you…I should claim you as mine when we first met in the Grace Ruin!” he
gritted. “I have given you too many options…That was a mistake. Your only option should be me and
me alone-”
He looked enraged…frantic with fury.
Janet sat up slightly on her bed and protected her belly with both hands, looking at him with alertness.
“I am not going to let you touch my child,” she said warningly.
He let out a cold sneer, “Like you have a choice. Look at you. You are tied to an operation bed with a
whole bunch of doctors and nurses waiting outside, ready to put you down and operate on you-”
“If you do that, I will kill myself right away!” she growled, shaking her shackles, “You can have my dead
body if you like… But that is the only thing you will ever get from me!”
His lips trembled.
An expression of terrible anguish came into his face.
It almost looked like that sorrow and anger were about to crush him.
‘…Looks like we have reached an impasse, my love.”
He grinned bleakly.
“I will never let you go nor allow that child to survive. But I also can’t watch you harm yourself…So what
should we do?”
He walked to her bedside, reaching out a hand to stroke her face.
His ice–cold fingertips sent a chill down her spine.
“Maybe I should chain you to my bed…all day long and all night long…” he
murmured in a crazy sort of way, “That way you won’t be able to kill yourself…and I get to see you and
hold you whenever I want…Isn’t that perfect?”
She winced at his words.
Like she was his sex slave or pet?
No…No! She couldn’t let that happen.
She’d rather die if she had to spend the rest of her life like that.
“Or…Alternatively.”
She gulped, her heart racing in her chest, “I have a better solution.”
He sneered, “I am not interested in an alternative solution. I am perfectly happy with the one I have in
mind.”
“Westin please-”
“You have fooled me enough times!” he snarled, his voice strained. “That never happened to me
before…I am not a gullible person! I only let you do that to me because I love you too much! But that
stops NOW!”
He turned to leave.
He was going to summon the doctors and nurses and carry on the operation. She was about to lose
her child-
“…It can be your child!” she blurted out urgently.
His hand froze on the doorknob.
Then slowly, he wheeled around to stare at her.
“What?” he gritted.
She took in a deep breath to ease the sick feeling that her racing heart brought her and repeated
herself once again:
“The child in my belly…It can be your child, Westin.”
He looked at her with a vacant expression.
After a long pause, he let out a short laugh, probably finding what she said way too ridiculous:
“Have you…Have you lost your mind, Janet? Or do you think that I am stupid or anything? That is
Daran’s kid for fuck’s sake-”
“I know. But the rest of the people in your kingdom don’t, right? And you are desperately in need of an
heir…My child can be your heir, Westin.”
She had thought about this before… What would she do if Westin discovered that she was pregnant
with Daran’s child?
And this was the only way to keep both her and her child safe.
She would have to offer her kid to Westin.
She knew that he was facing a lot of pressure from the elders, who were pressing him for an heir.
The child in her belly was right here, ready to solve his crisis.
It was a crazy idea…a désperate move.
But it might work.
“FUCK NO!” Westin growled, “Why would I want Daran’s kid? And why would I hand over my crown to
the son of the man whom I hate the most?! You and I will have our own child
“We won’t!” Janet cried, “If you want to kill my child, you will have to do it over my dead body!”
“Do not fucking threaten me with your life Janet-”
“Just think about this, Westin! With this child, you can finally have a break from the elders. Haven’t you
had it enough? The elder’s babbles and yammers?”
His face contorted and he was shaking with rage, “I do not give a fuck about what the elders think-”
“And I will recognize our mate bond,” she said, raising the chips.
He froze on his spot, looking at her in disbelief.
You will?” he asked hoarsely.
Janet let out a bitter laugh, “Yes I will. And I will stay here and be your queen…if you agree to
recognize my child as your heir and treat the child as your own.”
He closed in upon her, “I have heard of something similar from you before and how do I know if this is
not another lie of yours-
“Once I recognize the mate bond, it is settled. No turning back. And you will have my kid as hostage.
Where else can I go?”
She was basically pushing herself into a dead corner.
But if she didn’t do this, Westin would not believe her.
He grabbed her wrist and tightened his grip. The iron shackle pressed into her flesh. …You are asking
me to raise Daran’s child,” he said in a shaky voice, with pain in his eyes. “Me, a Lycan King, to raise
somebody else’s child-”
She looked right into his eyes, “You don’t need to do it. Just let me go or let me die with my child.”
“NO!” he snarled.
Breathing heavily, he glared at her, “Swear to me-
“I swear that I really meant it this time-”
“No. Not that!” he leaned in closer to her face, gritting his teeth. “I want you to swear to me that this
child will be forever mine. You cannot tell another living soul. who the father of this child really is, not to
Daran, and definitely not to the child itself. You will take this secret into your grave!”
There was a quaver in her throat.
She parted her lips but couldn’t utter a single word.
His grip hurt her.
She tried pulling her hand back.
But he wouldn’t let go.
“…Fine,” she gritted, breathing very fast.
What other options did she have?
She had to guarantee the safety of her child. If a simple swear could do the trick, so
be it.
He indicated her to make the swear with his cold eyes.
So she began in a trembling voice, “I swear that I will never-”
“Make the solemn swear!” Westin snapped, “Swear to me in the name of your late parents, your unborn
child, and the Moon Goddess!”
That was it.
She said it. Couldn’t take it back anymore.
There must be consequences if she broke that swear later. She didn’t know what that
consequence was, but she bet it must be severe.
So sorry Daran…
But she really didn’t know what else to do…
“Good.”
at face.
Westin looked down at her with a dark, nonchalant
“Now recognize the mate bond,” he said forcefully.
“Now?” she breathed.
“Yes, now. I am cashing in on your promise right here and right now in case you regret it again later…I
will begin.
He took her hand to his lips, with his eyes glued to her.
He planted a hot kiss on her fingertips.
“Now. It is your turn, my love,” said him in a threatening voice.