Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: She Could Give Me an Ultimate Enigma Grandchild

Guron sat frozen for a split second, his jaw slightly slack as his brain processed the genetic data. Then, an ambitious grin slowly spread across his face. He let out a low, rumbling chuckle that vibrated inside his chest.

"Well... that is completely understandable, Himelda," Guron muttered, his eyes flashing with a sudden fire. He leaned back against the headboard, his expression filled with an appreciation for power. "If I had been a young man back in those days, and I discovered a woman carried the genetic capability to give birth to an Enigma child, I would have deployed my entire private army to fight for her too. A sovereign ruler who can dominate every other Alpha on the planet? That is the ultimate biological prize."

Himelda glared at him, her eyes flashing with a venomous anger. She threw her hands up in the air, her face twisting into a look of absolute disgust.

"See?! Look at you! That is exactly what I am talking about!" Himelda hissed, her voice rising into a sharp register as she pointed a manicured finger at his face. "You are proving my point within a second, Guron! Every single dominant man on this earth loses his mind and wishes to possess an Enigma child. It turns powerful Alphas into absolute monsters. It brings nothing but blood, chaos, and total destruction to any family that gets close to it!"

Guron instantly reached out, his hand wrapping firmly around her waist to pull her back down against his side. He delivered a reassuring kiss to her temple, his voice softening into a smooth, commanding rumble. "Calm down, woman. You know perfectly well that I am satisfied with you alone. You are my chosen mate, and absolutely no one on this earth can ever come between us. I am just speaking from a position of strategy."

He released her waist, his face turning serious as he pressed into the core of her story. "But go ahead and explain this to me clearly, Himelda. Why is Jannah Nenth considered dangerous to our roof? She is not Frost. Frost is her dead mother. Jannah is just a quiet, fragile little herbalist from the 3rd Street gutters."

Himelda sat up straight, her eyes locking onto his with an intense, haunting gravity that chilled the air inside the suite. "She is dangerous precisely because she is exactly like Frost, Guron. She carries the exact same genetic framework."

Guron jumped straight out of the bed, his naked frame standing tall in the center of the room as his heart began to pound. He stared down at his wife, his breathing uneven.

"Does it mean... does it mean Jannah can also produce an Enigma child?!" Guron shouted, the words ripping from his throat with a breathless intensity.

"Yes, Guron! That is exactly what it means!" Himelda shrieked back, covering her ears.

Without even realizing it, Guron let out a loud, booming shout of delight that echoed off the high ceilings of the suite. He clapped his hands together, a wild grin taking over his face as he paced around the floorboards.

"Isn’t that great?!" Guron roared, his eyes swamped with a sudden, overwhelming wave of supreme ambition. "This is the most incredible news I have heard in years, Himelda!"

Himelda stared at him as if he had completely lost his mind, her jaw dropping in absolute horror. "Are you completely crazy, Guron?! How on earth is this great?! Have you forgotten everything I just told you about my brother’s brutal execution?!"

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