Crossing the Border (Rania) novel Chapter 262

**He Asked Me to Leave My Dreams, So I Decided to Make Him One of Them by Mira Lorian**

**Chapter 262**

**Savoucher**

As the weight of the revelation hung in the air, Maximus spoke with a grim certainty, “She can’t get pregnant.” His words pierced through the silence like a dagger, leaving Eiten momentarily speechless. The gamma had not anticipated such a stark confession from his alpha, and the suddenness of it left him reeling.

Eiten’s brow furrowed deeply, his mind racing to process what he had just heard. “I think I heard you wrong,” he stammered after what felt like an eternity. “Could you say that again? Just to be sure I’m not imagining things?”

Maximus, perhaps sensing the gravity of the moment, repeated himself without hesitation. “Rania can’t get pregnant. The trauma she experienced has taken a toll on her body, and now she can’t carry a baby to full term.”

The truth was more complicated than that; Rania still had the potential to conceive, but her body was no longer capable of sustaining a pregnancy to the nine-month mark without risking her health—and even her life.

Maximus took a moment to observe Eiten’s reaction, knowing that this information would eventually surface, and he needed to gauge how his gamma would respond.

Eiten, grappling with disbelief, rubbed his face vigorously, blinking as if trying to erase the words from his memory. “You’re not joking with me, are you?” he finally managed to voice, his tone laced with a mixture of hope and dread.

Maximus shook his head firmly, his expression unwavering. “Do you honestly think I would joke about Rania’s health?”

Eiten recognized the seriousness in Maximus’s eyes. He knew his alpha was not one to make light of such matters, but if this was indeed true, they were staring down the barrel of a significant problem.

“It’s a good thing you’ve distanced yourself from the council of elders,” Eiten remarked, his mind racing with implications.

The elders would have relentlessly pressured Maximus and Rania regarding the need for an heir—a burden that was all but expected in their world.

Maximus’s decision to eliminate their influence was a wise one. With treason charges looming over their heads, there was ample justification for Maximus to deliver a death sentence to their ambitions.

The issue of heirs was just one of many reasons Maximus sought to reshape the power dynamics within the kingdom, striving for absolute control where he could dictate the laws and rules of the Aspen Kingdom.

“What’s your plan moving forward?” Eiten inquired, stroking his chin thoughtfully, the tension in the air palpable.

A flicker of relief crossed Maximus’s face as he considered their current situation, which had shifted dramatically with their capture of the alpha of the Greenstone Pack.

“You are the last royalty in your bloodline,” Eiten continued, his voice steady but laced with concern.

Maximus took a deep breath, the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him. “I’m still contemplating alternatives,” he replied, his tone contemplative as he began walking toward the hut, Eiten trailing closely behind.

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