It wasn't hard to understand.
While the baby was fine and healthy, the mother—whom Zyren cared for far more—was not. To him, there was no hesitation, no uncertainty, no indecision in what needed to be done.
Savira could see it clearly.
He had already made up his mind.
And he had no intention of turning back.
Yet all she felt was dread as she followed his orders and began to prepare. Aria would never agree to it—never allow such a thing—but she was far too weak now to stop it.
Moreover, Savira couldn't help but wonder if it truly was the worst decision.
Aria technically still had two full months left before the child could be carried to term.
One month early… a baby might survive.
Two months early? Impossible.
Even if the child carried vampire blood. Even if it possessed enhanced healing.
What is there to heal… if the organs have not even formed properly yet?
