Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV

The concern in Damien’s eyes was so profound it made my chest tighten with worry. Whatever had

happened to me, it was clearly far more serious than I had initially thought. The sterile hospital room, the

medical equipment, his haggard appearance-it all pointed to something significant.

“Damien,” I said softly, my voice still rough from disuse, “please tell me what happened. Why am I here?”

He squeezed my hand gently, his thumb tracing circles across my knuckles in a gesture that was both

comforting and nervous. The doctor beside him cleared his throat, consulting his clipboard with a mixture of

professional concern and barely contained amazement.

“Seraphina,” Damien began, his voice carefully controlled, “you’ve been unconscious for ten days.”

The words hit me like a physical blow. “Ten days?” I repeated, my voice rising in disbelief. “That’s impossible. I

feel like I just closed my eyes and had the most peaceful sleep of my life.”

“I know it’s hard to believe,” he said, leaning forward in his chair, never letting go of my hand. “But it’s been

ten full days. We’ve been here, waiting, hoping you’d wake up.”

I stared at him, trying to process this information. Ten days of my life, gone. Ten days where I’d been lying

here, unaware of the world around me, while Damien had clearly been suffering. The stubble on his jaw, the

wrinkled clothes, the exhaustion in his eyes-it all made sense now.

“But I don’t understand,” I said, struggling to sit up more fully despite the weakness in my limbs. “What

caused it?”

Damien paused, seeming to choose his words carefully. “You pushed yourself too far, Sera. Your body couldn’t

handle the strain”

The memories came flooding back then-the makeshift medical tent, the wounded fighters, the desperate need I’d felt to help them all. I remembered the feeling of energy flowing out of me, the growing weakness, the dizziness that had gradually consumed me.

“The soldiers,” I said urgently, gripping Damien’s hand tighter. “Are they all right? Did I manage to-”

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“Every single one of them made a full recovery. You saved them all, Sera. But

weight of his words settled over me like a heavy blanket. I had nearly died. For ten days, I had been teetering

tears beginning to blur my vision. “I’m so sorry

know… I didn’t think…”

no.” Damien stood up from his chair and perched on the edge of my hospital bed, his

dare apologize. You did something incredible, something

because

appearance. “You look like you haven’t

wasn’t exactly a priority when the most important person in my world was fighting for her

voice, the raw emotion barely held in check, made

the warmth of his

I said

there was something in his expression-a mixture of

was more he needed to tell me. “But Sera, there’s something else. Something we

while you were unconscious.”

my stomach clench

silver-blue eyes searching my face as if he were trying to memorize every detail. “The doctors ran extensive tests to

to phrase whatever revelation he was about to share. The

closer, his expression kind but

the reason it took so long for you to wake up,

hospital room burst open with such force that

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running footsteps echoed in the corridor outside, growing rapidly

awake?” Ophelia’s voice,

room.

hair disheveled and her eyes bright with unshed tears. Behind her, moving at the fast pace his little legs

voice filled with pure

son-healthy and whole and running toward me-broke

few minutes

streaming down her face as she carefully wrapped her

the

against my shoulder. “We

lose you.”

her as tightly as I

the chair Damien had vacated, his small hands patting my

reassure himself that

he said, his silver-blue eyes-so much like

feeling better? Does anything

dark curls, marveling at how much he

at all but had apparently been ten

told him honestly. “Were you good

sleeping?”

he said solemnly. “I helped take care of you and Daddy, and I talked to you every day

clenched at the image of my little boy sitting beside my hospital bed, talking to my unconscious