Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

After a few more minutes of excited chatter about the baby and what it might mean to have a little brother or

sister, Ophelia gently took Adrian’s hand.

“Come on, sweetheart,” she said softly, though I could see the reluctance in her eyes to leave me again so

soon after I’d woken up. “Let’s give Mommy and Daddy some time to talk about grown-up things. Maybe we

can get some ice cream from the cafeteria?”

Adrian’s face lit up at the mention of ice cream, but he hesitated, looking between me and Damien with the

kind of intuitive understanding.

“Is it wolf stuff?” he asked seriously. “Because I know about wolves now. Daddy told me.”

I exchanged a glance with Damien, wondering just how much our son had learned during the ten days I’d

been unconscious.

“It is wolf stuff,” Damien confirmed with a gentle smile. “Adult wolf stuff that might be a little boring for a

four-year-old.”

“Okay,” Adrian said with a sage nod. “But you’ll tell me the fun parts later, right Mommy?”

“I promise,” I said, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “And thank you for being such a good boy while I was sleeping. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mommy. And I love the baby too, even though I can’t see them yet.”

My heart melted at his sweetness. “The baby loves you too, I’m sure of it.”

Ophelia leaned down to hug me once more, whispering in my ear, “I’m so glad you’re okay. We were all so scared”

“I’m sorry” I whispered back. “I didn’t mean to scare anyone.”

“Just focus on getting better,” she said, pulling back to look at me with tears still glistening in her eyes. “We’ll have plenty of time to catch up once you’re home.”

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The doctor had also excused himself, giving us privacy to process everything that had happened.

Damien moved back to the chair beside my bed, but instead of sitting down, he perched on the edge of the

his hand

my face with those silver-blue eyes that seemed to see

through to my soul.

moment to really examine my physical and

I admitted. “Another baby. And this change in

to meet Alex properly,”

I asked, suddenly worried. “With

it might help you feel more balanced. Alex has

you opened your

nodded slowly, then closed my eyes and reached inward, seeking that warm, powerful presence I

stirring beneath my consciousness.

*Ayla?*

response, and her voice was completely different from what I

small, now her mental voice carried the

so long

I told her, marveling

we are different. We’re complete now. Ready to meet our mate’s

my eyes and looked at

has been pacing like

that curious sensation of stepping back within

Ayla to come forward,

keen intelligence and newfound strength. She stretched our limbs experimentally, marveling at the

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weakness.

massive sliver wolf with intelligent amber eyes and a regal

His fur looked thick and luxurious, catching the harsh hospital

was easily twice the size of any normal wolf, built

grace.

saw her through Alex’s perception. She was no longer the

from my consciousness. She had grown-not to

and powerful in her own right. Her deep brown coat was glossy and rich, like dark

eyes sparkled with newfound confidence and

Alex’s rumbling mental voice, filled with pure

gently against mine. It was the wolf equivalent of nuzzling,

contact. Damien’s free hand moved

wolves would

contented rumble, not possessive but satisfied, like

been searching for his whole

nuzzling him

but intimate, pure wolf

recognition of each other not just as

complements.

into our consciousness, satisfied with their reunion. As I