The Surgeon King's Secret Baby. Amy Ruttan

really hear anything that anyone was saying as he was led into the room.

      In the far corner stood an incubator that was covered with a blue blanket.

      His heart was hammering.

      He had never wanted a child. He didn’t want to sentence any child to a life where he couldn’t live, where he was under constant scrutiny. He’d never wanted a family. Relationships didn’t work. His father and late brother had shown him that. He didn’t want to trap a woman the way his mother had been trapped.

      Reagan raised the blue blanket and Kainan gasped as he saw a baby with dark hair. A baby who looked like him and Reagan.

      A baby hooked up to a machine.

      His heart ached to hold him. It was instant love. It surprised him.

      This child was the future of his country. But how could a voiceless king and a broken-hearted crown prince rule a country that was already broken and bleeding?

      His heart shattered and guilt washed over him. Reagan had done this on her own. He hadn’t been there. He’d failed her. He’d failed them both.

      All Kainan could do was turn and leave.

      His heart was breaking along with his son’s.