The Beginning of The End
Chapter 46

I slump back in my chair, my stomach partially bulging from the amount of food i had eaten, and i couldn't remember the last time i had ever felt so full. I know it was before the end, sometime during the beginning of everything going to shit.

I guess it isn't important, not when so many are still starving and dying from hunger.

It is actually a little selfish, but in this small moment of pure bliss, i can't bring myself to

care.

Maybe that makes me just as bad as Ryker and Maddox, but again, I don't care.

I had survived on so little for so long that my body was weak, not anymore.

I was slowly regaining my strength, and my bones don't bulge over my skin as much as they used to.

Normally women hate gaining weight, to me however, it is a good sign.

"You look happy." Ryker comments, draining the last of the coffee from his cup.

I smile, something within me warming at the fact he noticed my change in mood.

"I was just thinking that after all those years on the road, I am finally beginning to gain weight." My smile widens, "It is a strange feeling to know i will no longer starve."

Ryker watches me, several seconds ticking by before he speaks. "I was hoping you would begin to gain weight, you were much too skinny to be healthy." He pats my leg gently. "You can't carry a dragon baby with no extra weight on your bones, you'll break."

My eyes widen and my throat goes dry, "What did you say?" I gasp.

Surely he can't be serious, a baby? No way.

Not going to happen.

He continues as though oblivious to the fear on my face. "You will need to be slightly plump_to_carry. mv. heir dragon babies are hard enough to carry for my own kind. let alone a small fae."

"You can't be serious." I whisper, eyes widening, "I am not going to carry anyones baby."

Why would i want to bring an innocent into a world of hate and war?

I won't be doing it, not now, and maybe not ever.

I don't want to be a mum.

He looks at me woth a single raised eyebrow, "It will happen eventually, but not until Darax is taken care of."

"Not even then." i insist, trying to calm myself down as i finish my half empty cup of coffee.

I would never forgive myself if i got pregnant to Ryker, or even if i got pregnant because of Maddox.

They destroyed my enitre world, and here i am, mated to them.

I suppose kids would have always been a thought for them, but not always for me.

If my child came out as fae they would forever have a target of their head, they would be hunted and tortured all because of their blood.

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I refuse to put anyone else through that, let alone a child of my own.

"Can i ask you something?" I say, trying to change the subject.

I didn't want any talk of babies.

Not now, and maybe not ever. Though i know that it'll become the topic of many arguments yet to come.

They can hate me all they want, even torture me if that will make them feel better, but i will NOT be bringing an innocent into this world so they can siffer as i have. It would be cruel of me.

It would be cruel of them too, but i doubt Ryker has a soul, let alone a conscience. Ryker narrows his eyes, his tone sharp. "You can ask, but i won't promise you will get what you want."

I take a deep breath, perparing myself for the argument that was about to start. "When we leave to this... other world." I begin, struggling to form words as my heart thunders in my ears. "Can we bring Miya along? She could be my personal maid?"

He smirks, crossing his arms as he leans back in his chair. "Your personal maid?" The terrifying thing is i don't know what he is thinking.

Panic seeps into me.

"Well it doesn't have to be maid... I am sure i can get her to agree to other roles.. She is a really good cook? Oh, or maybe she could just stay with me?" My words are rushed, causing me to fall over my own tongue as i talk. "I don't want to lose her, she is my only friend."

My throat burns with worry.

Will he agree?

"You really think she will accept her fate as a slave?" He laughs, a loud and bellowing sound that fills the dining hall.

I say nothing, my words slipping away.

If i was being honest, i didn't know for certain that she would or wouldn't. Miya has changed so much since we were captured that i barely recognise her for who she was.

She might spit in my face or call me a traitor again.

But she could also accept and we could be together.

I was just unsure what her choice would be.

Ryker sighs, pulling me onto his lap and wrapping his arms around me, his face dropping into my hair as he inhales my scent. His muscles relaxing under my own.

"If you can get her to agree to be your maid, I will allow it." He whispers into my neck as he peppers me with kisses. "But if she does anything to hurt you, even if it is just a spark of anger towards you, I will personally rip out her heart whilst it is still beating and feed it to one of the hounds."

My palms begin to sweat as i nod, too distracted by his mouth to form an answer.

But he had agreed, and for now, it was a start.

Maybe i could hold onto hope after all.