[THE MIDLANDS]
"What?" Nymeriah breathed out, the disbelief making her feel dizzy. This man really was a piece of work and she was just realizing it now.
"I hope this doesn't make you go back on your word. You wanted the truth, so here it is. I was the one who came into the dungeon that night and fathered your child. I wanted a child I could use against the warlocks.
"Making a bunch of lycans show up at your dungeon, and defiling you was the only way out. But I was the first. That kid up the throne is my son, but with you, and not Ilya. do with that what you may. But you needed answers and I gave them to you.
"Now can we please, get out of here?" Edison asked nonchalantly like he didn't just tell Nymeriah that her son was his too.
Her little love was his, and he had known all these years.
