Chapter 47

In the quiet of their private chamber, Vincent entered, and the atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension. Both Vincent and Eve carried the weight of their desires and unfulfilled hopes, a silence that seemed to echo the magnitude of the words they would eventually share. Minutes passed like hours, with neither of them uttering a word. It was Vincent who finally decided to break the heavy silence, his voice carrying the weight of his confession. "The healers say I am the problem. I am the reason we cannot have a pup." Eve's eyes locked onto Vincent's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other in silence. Her gaze was intense, searching for answers, for a way to navigate this new revelation. How had it come to this, in a world where werewolves were supposed to be fertile by nature? Time hung heavy, and then eventually, she found her voice, her words chosen with care. "What will we do now?" she asked, her voice a delicate whisper that seemed to hover in the air, waiting for an