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The father of my son's is a monster. So what?

Notice: The history has been rewritten, even if already the you read recommend reelerla. thanks for its support!!! She was a human, blessed by an unusual talent. Abandoned by her parents at a very young age she does not know what trust is, let alone love. He was a monster, an evil predator, dangerous and older than earth with substantial amounts of power between his claws. She wanted love, family, and affection. He just wanted peace, so he met her. They were two different beings from two different worlds with a single destiny. Will they make it work? ...The wolf studied the barrier with chilling attention. Sascha watched the monster's actions with caught breath as it raked its claws over the invisible power barrier and a shower of sparks dripped onto the ground. "You promised." He accused him and despite the distance, the wolf's ears twitched. The wolfish head fell and the creature stopped trying to break through the barrier, with a reluctant expression he looked at her without moving. She had been heard. She should be relieved, instead she felt...

DahlyZern · Fantasia
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Chapter 76. That had to hurt.

Happily devouring a substantial breakfast, she heard the conversation unfolding around the table. The matter they were discussing was alarming enough to bring together three opposing forces in the same place and time.

Her first reaction was fear, then surprise came, shortly after it was fear again and finally she was so enraged that the wolf had growled at her to calm down.

Both, Melida and the Magician, had very delicately suggested that she come out, that the subject would only hurt her pregnant sensibilities. After an icy look both, witch and wizard, -which led the wolf to snort with amusemen- kept their opinions to themselves.

She attacked, fury boiling her blood over the poor breakfast dishes. The others continued their strategic discussion with studied indifference and as if there were not a very pregnant woman carving her anger over a piece of undercooked meat, which after the first moment of disgust had looked and smelled too palatable for her senses.