Chapitre 317: A Blooming Flower

Olivera's mind was divided in the meeting that Raul had called five minutes ago, probably because the meeting hadn't yet started. Nick was yet to come.

What was taking him too long? She wondered, suddenly aware that her hand had come to rest on her stomach. Quickly, she removed it, and any inclination either in face or mood that would show that she was pregnant.

Although Raul had promised that he had clothed her with some scent that would make the others oblivious of her state, she still added her own extra precautions. After all he had been the same one that had promised to hold her straight and well during the transition, and yet she had gone into an unconscious state.

'Olivera, it wasn't my fault.'