"I– I'm pregnant, Kaelos."
As soon as those words left Celine's mouth, the first thing that hit me was a wave of confusion. Then denial.
There's no way she's telling the truth. She just wanted to say anything to get out of my grip.
"You lie, Celine," I murmured with gritted teeth, glaring at her face as I subconsciously tightened my grip on her neck.
I was tired of her and her mother using me as a chess piece. Fuck my secret and the fact that they could share it with the world. At this point, I—
'Kaelos, I can't believe I'm saying this, but wait.' Damon spoke up in my head just then, causing my eyebrows to furrow as I tilted my head while staring at Celine's face.
Her eyes quivered with fear, but that fear seemed like it wasn't just a fear for her own life. It was something more primal. More... Maternal.
