The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

Chapter 373

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Selene rushed to her brother’s bedside, her heart pounding with a mix of joy and disbelief. The sound of her voice drew everyone’s attention, and they turned to look at her. Her mother’s face was streaked with tears of happiness, while her father and Axel stood near the bed, their expressions bright with relief and amazement.

None of them could believe it–Magnus had opened his eyes. For so long, they had waited for this moment, and now it felt almost like a miracle.

Selene threw her arms around her brother, holding him as tightly as she could. “Brother, you’re awake! Tell me I’m not dreaming. I can’t believe this. Please, tell me it’s true.”

Magnus, still weak, slowly raised his hand and placed it on her back in reassurance. His touch was enough to send another wave of emotion crashing over her.

Tears streamed down Selene’s face as she clung to him, her sobs muffled against his chest. For years, she had felt so alone without him. Magnus had always been her protector, her unshakable shadow. When he was healthy, no one dared to harm their family. But after he fell ill, everything fell apart. Their family lost their home, their pack, and their honor. What once was strong and proud was

reduced to ashes.

All the pain, all the grief she had bottled up for so long, poured out as she wept in her brother’s arms. “I missed you, Magnus. I missed you so much.”

tearful smiles as they watched the siblings‘ reunion. The bond between them was undeniable, and for the first time in ages, there was a glimmer of

compose herself. She sat up straighter, her voice trembling but filled with

okay. But Selene quickly noticed he wasn’t speaking and frowned with concern. “Why can’t you talk? Wait–let me call

rush out and grab her phone, which she had left in the living room in her hurry to get here. Her luggage remained

tried calling him,” Axel said, stopping her

worry deepening. She remembered she’d tried to call Grayson earlier as well, only to find his phone turned off then, too. Glancing at Magnus, her anxiety

his

talking!” A wide grin spread across her tear–streaked face.

he said, his voice rasping from disuse. Though his throat

back against a pile of pillows. Magnus winced slightly but managed to settle comfortably. His gaze swept

at the Nightfall Pack,” their father, Alpha Malcolm Hawthorne,

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