Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The soft morning light filtered through the hospital window as I adjusted our daughter in my arms, still marveling at how perfect she was. Her tiny fingers were curled into little fists, and her breathing was so peaceful it made my chest ache with love.

“Mama!” Adrian’s excited voice preceded him through the door as he burst into the room, practically

vibrating with energy. “Is she awake? Can I see her again?”

“Shh, sweetheart,” I whispered, smiling at his enthusiasm. “She’s sleeping, but you can come look.”

Adrian climbed onto the chair beside my bed with the careful precision of a child who’d been repeatedly reminded to be gentle. His silver-blue eyes-so much like Damien’s-went wide with wonder as he peered at

his baby sister.

“She’s so tiny,” he breathed, reaching out one finger to gently touch her hand. “Look! She’s holding onto me!”

My heart melted as our daughter’s fingers instinctively wrapped around Adrian’s finger. The sight of my

children together, this perfect moment of sibling connection, made tears spring to my eyes.

“She knows you’re her big brother,” I told him softly.

“What’s her name gonna be?” Adrian asked, his voice hushed with reverence. “Daddy said you haven’t picked

one yet.”

“We’re still deciding,” I admitted. “Do you have any ideas?”

“Oh.” Adrian looked confused but suggested immediately. “How about… Lily? Or Rose? I like flower names.”

“Lily,” I repeated, looking down at our daughter’s peaceful face. “I like that. What do you think, little one? Do

you like the name Lily?”

As if responding to my voice, the baby made a soft cooing sound that made both Adrian and me smile.

“She likes it!” Adrian declared triumphantly. “Hi, Lily. I’m your big brother Adrian.”

The door opened, and Damien entered carrying a cup of coffee and what looked like discharge papers. He

looked better than he had in months-there was actually color in his face, and the tension around his eyes

had eased.

“How are my girls this morning?” he asked, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead before settling into the

chair on the other side of the bed.

“Adrian thinks we should name her Lily,” I told him.

out to stroke our daughter’s dark hair.

it.”

the ache in my chest. “Welcome

perfect bubble of new family bliss. Adrian chattered about all the things he wanted to show Lily

tried to memorize every

Adrian said something that shattered the illusion

scrunched up in confusion. “You smell

blood turned to ice. “What do you

you smelled like… like warm cookies and flowers and something else that made me feel

furrowed as he tried to find the words. “But now you

empty when I’m near

innocent confusion on my son’s face as he tried to

felt wrong to him.

whispered, my voice cracking.

to give me a careful hug. “I love you the same. It’s

I’d lost, everything I’d never get

that something fundamental was missing from

you go find Uncle Lucas?

soon.”

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apparently unaware of

him about Lily’s name

the silence in the

“Sera-” Damien started.

quietly, not looking at him.

couldn’t handle sympathy right now. Couldn’t handle being reminded again of everything I’d lost. If a five- year-old could sense it, what did that mean for everyone

life outside the hospital walls.

manageable stretches. Adrian was over the moon about

diaper changes to bath

said, practically dragging me toward the front door. “You need to get out

sunshine, normal

Lily

stir-crazy,” Ophelia interrupted firmly. “We’re just going to the baby store

and you know Damien has no idea what to

course. Damien had tried his best,

We needed simple, comfortable things that

reality of

enough. Ophelia chattered

and frazzled

found myself relaxing slightly as we

up a set of pink onesies covered in little

for an

several practical items-soft cotton sleepers, burp cloths, tiny

a few minutes, I could almost pretend I