The Hybrid Heir

Astrid

Cassian turns to me in shock, and I can’t blame him. I probably should have told him sooner. “You’re pregnant?!” he yelps.

“Uhm, well… yes…” I admit, hugging my stomach.

“You two have a lot to talk about,” my cousin, Ronan, chuckles. “Might I suggest we all turn in for the evening? I’ve already told you I will send my troops. I gave my word, after all. You just need to hold up your end.”