Princes of Legacy (Royals of Forsyth University, #9)

by Angel Lawson

But this hot, wild thing clamoring around inside my chest? It’s primal, beyond sense or logic or concepts like love. And it’d tear her apart just to find a place to plant its seed.

“He belongs with us,” I say, matter-of-factly. “Kayes, Ashby… those are definitions made by other men who never knew you. We’re building our own family. Our own legacy. One where this child will have three fathers, and he’ll know each and every one.”

I need someone with me who understands the mind games Ashby is playing, and Wicker is fluent in pretentious bullshit.

“You’d think the way Rufus goes on about bloodlines and legacies, that Royal blood would smell different.” I sniff again. “But it’s exactly the same as everyone else’s.”

There's the Mama B coming out in Verity!

This isn’t a place of creation. It’s a fucking palace of destruction and it’ll destroy anyone and anything inside its walls.

As I fall back asleep, satiated and full, I realize that nothing—not a stockpile of weapons, high-tech security, or even the damage these men can do with their hands—feels as safe as I do at this moment. Tight in Lagan’s arms.

“There,” he says smugly, dipping down to brush his lips against my cheek. “My woman. My baby. My name.”

I’ve never worn the name. I’ve never mourned it. I’ve never breathed it, bled it, or claimed it. But it’s still mine.

For the first time I see them for what they are—proof her body is preparing itself for my son.

I don’t feel like a God. I feel like a man—skin and bones, flesh and blood, capable of defending what belongs to me.

But Verity and I aren’t death. We’re something much more complicated and difficult to earn. She and I are creators.

but I’m made for something bigger than a moment of revenge. I’m made to be the mother of a king.

To steal a phrase from her Dukes… She’s a fucking victor.

Mothers,” she concludes, “show you something a father can’t always teach.” Skeptically, I wonder, “And what’s that?” Rosi smirks. “How to be a real man.”

“It’s a long story that’s about fifty percent firearms and profanities, but I basically watched him be born.”