Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The soft beeping of machines had become the soundtrack to my new existence. Three weeks in this sterile

white room, three weeks of watching the same patch of afternoon sunlight creep across the floor, marking

time I couldn’t get back.

Three weeks of being utterly, completely alone in my own head.

I shifted carefully in the hospital bed, wincing as my ribs protested the movement. The doctors said I was

healing remarkably well for a human. That phrase haunted me.

*For a human.*

Because that’s what I was now. Just human. Weak, fragile, ordinary.

The silence in my mind was deafening. No Ayla’s warm presence. No pack connection humming in the

background like a constant heartbeat. No enhanced senses bringing me information about the world around

Just… nothing.

I pressed my palm against my stomach, feeling the slight curve where our baby was growing. At least you’re

okay, little one. At least you survived what I couldn’t protect you from.

The baby was the only good thing to come out of this nightmare. Dr. Morgan checked daily, and every time

she smiled and said the same thing: “Strong heartbeat. Growing perfectly. Your little miracle.”

My miracle. The one bright spot in this sea of loss.

“Knock knock!” Adrian’s voice preceded him through the door, followed by the sound of small sneakers

squeaking against the linoleum floor. “Mama, I brought you something!”

My heart clenched with love and pain as my five-year-old son bounded into the room, clutching a slightly

wilted dandelion in his tiny fist. His silver-blue eyes-so much like his father’s-sparkled with excitement.

“I picked it from the garden!” He climbed carefully onto the chair beside my bed. “It’s yellow like sunshine to

make you feel better”

out to stroke his soft brown hair, my movements still careful

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hurt, but seeing Adrian’s smile was worth

of Mama.”

gonna come home soon?” His bottom lip wobbled

but he does the

forcing a smile. “Mama just

sister in your tummy.” His eyes went wide with wonder. “Is

you’re so tired?”

smoothed his hair again, memorizing the silky texture. “The

like

hovered over my stomach with the careful

even though it was

brother or

him. How was I supposed to raise

I protect him when I couldn’t even protect

voice from the doorway made me look up. He

to let Mama rest.”

I just got

his perfectly tailored business suits, looking every inch the

even wider. “Mama needs to sleep so she can

down from the chair. He

ear: “I love you, Mama,

you too,

the door, speaking quietly to whoever was waiting in the

or Lucas.

was slightly

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there a month ago. The guilt in his

and I knew why.

feeling today?” he asked, settling into the chair Adrian

Morgan says I might

flickered across his face-relief mixed with what looked like

shouldn’t rush it. Take all the time

alone with the beeping machines

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