Mated To My Sister’s Alpha Fiance

Chapter 143

Daisy

After my son’s call, Xavier and I are on our way to join Lucas and his mate, Skylar, in the magical realm. I’m standing in front of the mirror while inspecting my outfit.

“Do you think I look fat in this blue summer dress?” I lift it to frown at my stretch marks. These days, I never wear anything that shows off much skin.

“What’s with the frown?” Xavier asks as he comes up behind me, placing a large hand right over my belly. I meet his eyes in the mirror, and my heart skips a beat.

He hasn’t aged a day since he accepted his vampiric side, and even though I’m not usually bothered by the fact that I’m aging while he doesn’t, I feel it today.

After drinking from the well of fates in the magical realm, Xavier and I will share his life force. While I love the thought of spending forever by his side, I’m concerned about my age and appearance.

What if he doesn’t find me as attractive now as he did back when I was younger?

It would have been so much better if we found the well earlier and I stopped aging at twenty–one. Instead, I’m soon in my forties with a husband who looks like he belongs on the cover of MQ magazine. And unlike Xavier, I can’t change my appearance at my will.

I’m stuck like this and shit….is he going to be unhappy with me always looking like this?

“Why the heck would I be unhappy?” Xavier growls above my head. His chin is resting on the top of my head, and his big arms are wrapped around me in a hug.

Even though we have been together for eighteen years, my heart still flutters at his touch. I don’t even mind that he read my thoughts. It’s all

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the most precious thing in

against his chest. “Because I’m no longer

past,” he says those words without any hesitation. “And those stretch marks? Those are proof of the son you carried, of the family you gave me. They’re beautiful, Daisy. You’re my heroine, and I’m so happy you were able to

memory of how much iron I had to consume while. carrying Lucas due to his vampiric genes. There was a time when all I did

me, tracing his fingers lightly over the faint lines. His touch sends shivers down my spine, and his

voice shaky from emotions that are threatening to bubble over. “I am aging. Every day, I see a

immediately, spinning me around to face him. His hand cups my ch*ek, and his eyes. bore into mine. “Can’t you see? Each wrinkle is a memory, each gray hair a tale of our love. Daisy, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. And you only grow more

stirring emotions so deep within me that tears well

in my

his voice as he gently wipes. away a tear

and blinking rapidly to

Daisy.” He raises a brow, a

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his lips despite his pained

am crying,” I admit, my voice choked with emotion. “But they are happy tears

a soft chuckle, the sound resonating deep in his chest

steady rhythm of his life force. “Tears of joy because I have someone

a loss for words. “Your pregnancy left you with these wonderful curves. Your

giggle like a schoolgirl when he grabs my hips and lifts me off

to our bed,” I

audacity to look like a