Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

The words hung in the air like a death sentence, each syllable hitting me with the force of a physical blow.

Two distinct life signatures. Two.

My legs gave out completely, and I gripped the edge of Sera’s hospital bed to keep from collapsing to the

floor. The room spun around me in nauseating circles as my brain tried to process what Dr. Whitmore had

just said.

“What the hell does that mean?” I managed to choke out, though somewhere deep in my chest, Alex was

already beginning to understand. My wolf’s excitement was building like a gathering storm, hope and fierce

protectiveness flooding through our bond so intensely it made my hands shake.

Dr. Whitmore’s ancient eyes opened. His weathered hands continued to hover over Sera’s still form,

trembling slightly with either age or the magnitude of what he was sensing.

“There’s a second heartbeat,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe that made the hair on the back of my

neck stand up. “Very faint, very new, but definitely present. Alpha… your mate is pregnant.”

The words hit me like a freight train.

Pregnant.

“How far along?” The question scraped my throat raw.

Dr. Whitmore closed his eyes again, his hands moving in slow, careful patterns over Sera’s abdomen. “Based

on the life force I’m sensing… perhaps six to seven weeks. The pregnancy is very early, but the child’s essence

is remarkably strong.”

“Is that why she won’t wake up?” Panic clawed at my chest as new fears crashed over me. “Is something

wrong with the pregnancy? Is that what’s causing the coma?”

“Not causing it, no” Dr. Whitmore’s voice carried the patient authority of someone who had delivered

impossible news to panicked families for decades. “But it’s definitely related. Your mate’s body is doing

something I’ve never seen before, Alpha, She’s channeling every ounce of her considerable life force into

protecting the developing child.”

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through

performed on seventeen critically wounded wolves…” The elderly doctor paused, choosing his words

is a

had to catch myself against

she should be dead?”

so hard I

fragile lying there, surrounded by beeping machines and tangled in white

is keeping her alive?” I

Dr. Whitmore corrected gently. “The child is

with everything she

wake up?” The question burned

began gathering his equipment, his movements slow and deliberate.

is stabilizing her condition, and both life forces

left, I collapsed into the bedside chair that had become my

My hands shook as I reached out to place them gently on Sera’s still-flat abdomen, hardly daring

I’d

into the

in there, helping you fight your way back to

first time in ten days, I felt something that resembled hope. But it

eternity and every small sound

rate into dangerous territory.

off at some point, because the next thing I knew, Lucas was shaking my shoulder gently. Sunlight was streaming through the hospital windows, and the afternoon shift of nurses

rounds.

studying Sera’s face for

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pregnant,” I said without

cup slipped from his fingers, hitting the floor with a crash that

sterile tile. “She’s

Six or seven weeks.” The words felt surreal coming out

life. “That’s why she’s been unconscious so long. Her

visitor’s chair, his face pale with

the next few hours, the improvement in Sera’s condition became impossible to ignore. Her color

the grayish pallor that had terrified me gradually giving way to a

within. Her breathing deepened, became more regular. Most importantly, when I held

I felt the faintest return

pressing desperate kisses to her knuckles. “I know you’re in

you so goddamn much I

was setting outside the windows, painting the room in shades of gold and amber, when it

happened.

her about Adrian’s day at school-how

baby sister, how he’d asked his teacher if mommy wolves slept longer when

I felt

movement. Barely perceptible,

hand had

heart stopped, then started again with a violent thud that made my vision

can you hear

nothing. Then her eyelids fluttered-just the barest tremor of movement,

throat close up with emotion so intense