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 my veins. “What do

she performed on seventeen critically wounded wolves…” The elderly doctor paused, choosing his words carefully. “That level of energy expenditure should have killed

all is

buckled completely, and I had to catch myself against the

she should be dead?”

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

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

keeping her

Whitmore corrected gently. “The child is

child with everything she has.

wake up?” The question burned my throat like

gathering his equipment, his movements slow and deliberate. “Soon, I believe.

her condition, and both life forces are growing

Whitmore left, I collapsed into the bedside chair that had

hands shook as I reached out to place them gently on Sera’s

I’d

the

there, helping you fight

something that resembled

an eternity and every small sound from the monitors spike my

rate into dangerous territory.

was shaking my shoulder gently. Sunlight was streaming

rounds.

studying Sera’s

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I said without

slipped from his fingers, hitting the floor

sterile tile. “She’s

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

why she’s been unconscious so long. Her body is protecting the

Lucas sank into the visitor’s chair,

hours, the improvement in Sera’s condition became

me gradually giving way to

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

the

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

goddamn much I can barely breathe

outside the windows, painting the room in shades of gold and

happened.

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

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

I

movement. Barely perceptible, but definitely

hand had

started again with a violent thud that made my vision blur

can you hear

the barest tremor of movement, but enough to

throat close up with emotion