"This is Silas' child."

Lucia stood up to say loudly, "Wolves do have fur colors that skip a generation. Why must they blame me?"

She had no idea that Northern Wolf Royalty would never marry another Wolf race in order to keep their bloodline pure. Silver Wolves had kept their fur color pure throughout generations. There was no way for a gray Wolf to skip a generation and be born into the royal family.

Silas stood up slowly. The veins on his forehead throbbed. He looked savage.

"Tell me the truth." He stared at her. "Whose child is that? If you don't tell me the truth, I'll smash that baby to the ground today."

He reached out to grab the cub.

My father stopped him immediately. He spoke quickly, "Silas, Lucia would never cheat with anyone else… She could never…"

Lucia made a desperate attempt by pushing the cub into his arms.

"Look at him! He has your nose and mouth!"

Silas held the little gray Wolf in his arms.

The little gray Wolf had been curled up quietly, but he immediately howled and struggled the moment he saw Silas' face.

I closed my eyes. When Lucia stabbed me and my child in my past life, my child howled in my ear the same way.

It was difficult to breathe. I pressed my hands on my chest. Liam pulled me into his arms and covered my ears with his palms.

He thought I did not like the noise.

Silas cursed and raised the cub in the air. He was about to throw the cub to the ground.

Liam and I rushed forward at almost the same time.

He moved with great speed as he knelt with one knee on the ground and caught the little Wolf.

There was dead silence. Lucia turned pale.

"Are you crazy?! That is your baby!"

Silas sneered. "Wolves are loyal to their companions, but that doesn't mean you can take advantage of that and lie to me. How dare you use another Wolf's child to trick me? How brazen of you."

I watched everything silently.

Silas' tenderness was reserved for the spouse who could give him a child of pure blood. When I got pregnant in my past life, he did not take other women, but continued to torture me. I was in so much pain every day that I could hardly walk.

I wonder how long Lucia would last.

They continued arguing. My father was caught between them and looked upset. In the end, he pushed all responsibility to me.

"What do you think we should do, Sadie?"

I glanced at him with a smile.

"That's not my child. I have no opinion on this matter."

Liam suddenly spoke, "The Elf Clan has a secret method of tracing one's bloodline. You can ask for their help to get to the truth."

"I don't agree," Lucia objected almost immediately. "This child is mine and Silas'. We don't need any secret method to track any bloodlines."

"All right. I will reach out to them," Silas decided immediately.

Three days later, the tracing ceremony was held in the Wolves' territory.

Everyone watched as five white glows spread out from the little Wolf's forehead. One of the glows touched Silas between the eyes while the other four glows floated toward different corners of the territory.

"You're one of the child's fathers."

The Elf Clan messenger looked at him sympathetically. "Five wolves have contributed to this child's genes."

This caused a commotion in the hall.

"Silas can't have been this child's father when the child has so much of the Gray Wolf's bloodline."

"Has the Silver Wolf Queen been seduced by an incubus? She has embarrassed the Wolves."

Liam shielded me from the indecent view as I stood next to the crowd. I lowered my head and chuckled.

I knew there must be something wrong with getting pregnant within three months.

The mystery had been solved.

Lucia's gamble paid off, but she failed to grasp the ratio of the probability.

To enhance her chances of getting pregnant, Lucia slept with several Wolves. However, she did not anticipate that the Gray Wolf's genes would stand out and was exposed right away.

How stupid. None of this would have happened if she had only found herself a Silver Wolf.

Silas ordered loudly, "Go and get the other four with the mark."

It was not long before four Wolves were led into the hall. There were three White Wolves and one Gray Wolf.

Lucia's expression changed.

The Gray Wolf's features were exquisite and perfect. He had golden hair, silver eyes, and looked like he was a mixed heritage from the Elf Clan. Lucia had always had a soft spot for good looks. No wonder she fell for him.

Silas clenched his teeth and stared at her. "The evidence is right in front of you. What have you got to say for yourself?"

She bit her lip and suddenly looked up. "Would I do something like this if you didn't make a fuss about having a child every single day?

"Besides, your genes were too weak. The baby would not have gray fur if not for your weak genes.

"Also, all you need is a child of mixed heritage who can inherit our powers. You are one of his fathers. You still have a chance at ruling the three clans. Isn't that enough?"

Before she could continue further, someone from the group of representatives of each clan suddenly stood up.