Royal Elite Epilogue (Royal Elite 7)

He grabs my arm. “Let’s go to Dr Albert. He’ll tell us how to deal with this—”

“No.” I wiggle away from him. “I’m having this child.”

“And I’m not having a child that will risk your life.” Aiden’s voice is authoritative and final. “I’d rather be childless than without you.”

My eyes fill with tears at his statement, because I know it’s true. Aiden would be happy with just me by his side. I feel it in my soul.

But I want to give him more. I want to give him everything. I want to be the mother of his children.

“I’m not in danger.” I cradle his cheek with my palm. “I talked to Dr Albert and the OB-GYN, and we had tests done. The baby and I are healthy.”

He narrows his eyes. “Are you just saying that so I’d change my mind?”

“I know you’d barge into Dr Albert’s house to make sure my words are correct, so no, I’m not bluffing. I have the test results and everything in my bag.”

He jogs to it and spends minutes reading the papers over and over again. I stand there watching him, waiting for his reaction.

He switches his gaze to stare at the ultrasound scan of a small life. A life he and I created.

“So?” I ask carefully. “What do you think?”

“You’re pregnant.” He stares between me and the ultrasound scan as if to make sure.

“Yes, Aiden.” I cradle my stomach. “I’m carrying your baby.”

“You’re carrying my baby,” he repeats, slowly approaching me.

When he’s within touching distance, I take his hand and place it on my stomach.

It’s still flat, but I can feel the life humming inside me. I can already feel the connection.

He stares at his hand and slowly strokes my stomach.

“We created a life, Aiden,” I murmur. “Are you happy?”

He rips his gaze from my stomach to meet my eyes. “Are you?”

“I’m over the moon. This is the best gift you could’ve given me.” I press my lips to his. “I love you.”

He wraps his arms around me and I squeal as he lifts me off the ground and hugs me. My arms wind around him as he kisses my mouth, my cheeks, my nose, and my forehead.

“You’re the best gift I’ve ever been given, my queen.”

“And you’re mine, my king.”

18

Xander

Age Twenty-six

You know that feeling where you love someone so much that you’d kill for them, but sometimes, you want to kill them?

Those tiny moments where you want to strangle them while you fuck them?

This is one of those times.

Those thoughts have never stopped swirling in my head since the company dinner we had at Ronan’s house.