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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sent ice water through

paused, choosing his words carefully. “That level of energy expenditure should have killed

is

I had to catch myself against the wall to

she should be dead?”

down at Sera’s peaceful face, my heart hammering so hard I could hear my pulse in my

lying there, surrounded by beeping

keeping her

alive,” Dr. Whitmore corrected gently. “The child is

child with everything she

wake up?” The

equipment, his movements slow

stabilizing her condition, and both life forces are growing

chair that had become

reached out to place them gently on Sera’s still-flat abdomen, hardly daring

I’d

you hear that, sweetheart?” I whispered into the silence, my voice

helping you fight your way

first time in ten days, I felt something that

minute feel like an eternity and every small sound from

rate into dangerous territory.

next thing I knew, Lucas was shaking my shoulder gently. Sunlight was streaming through the hospital windows, and the afternoon shift of

rounds.

quietly, studying Sera’s face for signs

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from his fingers, hitting the floor with a

sterile tile. “She’s

seven weeks.” The words felt surreal coming out of my mouth,

been unconscious so long.

into the visitor’s

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

the grayish pallor that had terrified me gradually giving way

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

felt the faintest

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

so goddamn much

painting the room in shades

happened.

about Adrian’s day at school-how he’d drawn a picture

included a new baby sister, how he’d asked his teacher if mommy

cubs-when I

movement. Barely

had

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

you hear

her eyelids fluttered-just the barest

emotion