Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 252

**TITLE: When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley 252**
**Chapter 252: Vine-Born Secrets**

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The moment Silas’s gaze locked onto Emma’s, something tender flickered in his eyes. “Emma, whose cub is it?” His voice was a careful whisper, wrapped in a softness that seemed fragile, as if it might shatter if she inhaled too sharply.

Emma let out a slow, controlled breath through her nose, her fingers instinctively rubbing her temple as if trying to ease the tension building there. “It’s too early to tell,” she replied, her voice steady but laced with uncertainty. “The doctor hasn’t given me any answers yet. Kieran brought something back from the Aquadome—it’s supposed to help identify the father.”

She hurriedly recounted the whirlwind of events, her words tumbling out in a rush. “Marcus, Corvin, and Edric have all tried. The strands didn’t react at all. So, I’m still left in the dark.”

Silas stood frozen, his expression one of disbelief, as if his mind had hit a sudden pause button, processing the gravity of her words.

Emma frowned, her concern deepening. “Silas, say something. You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

His voice trembled slightly as he spoke, “Emma… have you felt off lately? Anything unusual happening with your body?”

She paused, considering his question carefully. “Nothing major. I’ve just been eating like I’m training for a marathon and falling asleep at the drop of a hat.”

Just as she spoke, an irritating itch flared up on her scalp. She scratched at the spot, wincing at the discomfort. “Right here. It’s been a nuisance for days.”

With Kieran in the room, she chose to keep quiet about the peculiar sensation of her beast core drawing energy at an alarming speed, an unsettling secret she wasn’t ready to share.

Silas’s gaze dropped to the spot she indicated, his lips pressing into a thin, hard line.

“Emma,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, “I think I know who the father is.”

Her heart raced, and her eyes widened in disbelief. “You do? Then who?”

The answer barely escaped his throat, heavy with the weight of revelation. “Me.”

“What?” The word burst forth from her lips, echoing in the stunned silence that enveloped Marcus and Kieran, their expressions mirroring her shock.

“Silas, that’s impossible. We never bonded.” Emma stared at him, her mind racing with the implications. A cub without a bond? That’s absurd—Cotton Candy makes more sense than that!

Silas’s guilt seeped into every word he spoke. “Do you remember the day I left? The day I bloomed?”

Emma nodded slowly, the memory surfacing in her mind. “Yeah. I plucked your blossoms myself.”

A warm flush crept over her cheeks at the recollection. Thank goodness she had lightened her skin earlier; the blush was well hidden beneath her pale complexion.

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