The moment Olivia felt the sharp pain in her belly, the Vampire King made his appearance.

Seraphine had been given some of Lucian’s blood and gathered enough strength to transform into mist.

He didn’t want to ride on anyone’s back, and turning into mist was the fastest way to travel.

He lagged slightly behind because those werewolves ran like the wind, and he was still weak. But as soon as he materialized on the porch, he knew his life had changed forever.

"This can’t be!" he exclaimed, stepping back as his eyes fell on Olivia’s rounded belly while Lucian embraced her.

"What the hell is going on here, King Seraphine?" Lucian’s tone shifted from courtesy to hostility.

Seraphine had saved his pups, but his presence was clearly causing Olivia distress.

"I’m fine, Lucian. It was just the pup. It moved too quickly all of a sudden—it was painful, as if reacting to something… or someone," Olivia explained, lifting her head to look at the striking man with jet-black hair cascading past his sh