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One Hundred And Seven
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Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband One Hundred And Twenty-Three
Lucas POVOne year later.I watch Aurora slump into the chair across from me, her head falling back against the cushion, eyes half-closed with exhaustion. Emmi sits beside me on the couch, her little finger tracing the pictures in her storybook, her voice a soft murmur as she reads to herself. Axel, our newborn son, snores lightly in her arms, his tiny fist curled against her chest. The house is quiet, the kind of quiet that feels earned after everything we’ve been through.“Go get some sleep,” I say, my voice gentle but firm as I meet Aurora’s tired gaze.“I can’t yet,” she murmurs, rubbing her eyes. “I’m waiting for Killian.”She can, and she should. “Get some sleep,” I repeat, shifting Axel carefully as I stand. “You need it. I’ll watch him until Killian gets back, I'm fine, not tired.” I lift Axel from her arms, his warmth settling against me. “He won’t be happy if he finds you worn out, staying up for him.”She hesitates, her lips parting in protest, but then nods, too tired to a
Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband One Hundred And Twenty-Two
Killian POVAurora lies beside me, her breathing soft and even, but she doesn’t speak, and the silence feels heavier than it should. I didn’t expect this, not yet, not so soon. I thought it would take months, maybe years, to earn even a fraction of her trust again, let alone have her choose me like this, without the heat forcing her hand. My chest is tight with a mix of awe and fear, like I’m holding something fragile that could shatter if I move too fast.“I’m sorry,” she whispers, her voice barely audible, and I turn to her, confused, my brow furrowing.“Why are you apologizing?” I ask, my voice low. I’m the one who left her stranded, with no money, no home, no family to turn to. I’m the one who deserves her anger, her blame.“For Lucas,” she says, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “For moving on. I thought you’d given up on us. I felt you that night, how long it lasted, and I assumed you were enjoying it, using it to punish me, to teach me a lesson.”The words hit like a punch
Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband One Hundred And Twenty-One
Aurora POVI watch Emmi sleep, her small chest rising and falling under the blanket, her face peaceful in the soft glow of her nightlight. The past four months replay in my mind, a strange tapestry of moments that don’t quite fit together. Things are... weird. Not bad, not anymore, but weird in a way that keeps me on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop. The threats from the elders are gone, their silence bought by Killian’s contract, but the quiet feels too fragile, too temporary. I’m used to chaos, to running, to pain. This calm, it’s unnatural.Killian and Lucas keep telling me to stop waiting for the bad, to trust that we’re safe, but it’s not easy. I’ve spent years looking over my shoulder, and old habits die hard. This is the first week I’ve been left alone in the house, a test of how far the peace extends. Lucas is on a work trip, gone for three days and not back until tomorrow. When Killian had to go into the office, it was just me and Emmi, the two of us rattling around i
Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband One Hundred And Twenty
Lucas POVI’m crazy for doing this, but Aurora’s needs come before my own pride, before the jealousy that’s been eating me alive. Killian sits across from me at the kitchen table, his eyes wary, waiting for me to lay out whatever insane plan I’m about to propose. Emmi’s laughter echoes from her room where Aurora’s reading to her, and the sound grounds me, reminds me why I’m swallowing every instinct screaming to throw Killian out.“The entire time you were gone,” I say, my voice low but steady, “I felt it. That dull ache inside her, the emptiness. Nothing I did filled it, not love, not time, not even Emmi. Then you show up, and it’s not gone, but it’s... better. Enough that she’s not breaking every day.”Killian’s brow furrows, confusion flickering in his eyes. “So?”“She loves you, Killian,” I say, the words bitter but true. “I hate admitting it, but she never stopped. You hurt her—badly. Even if you thought you were saving her, you left her with nothing, and that wound’s still there
Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband One Hundred And NIneteen
Killian POVI wanted nothing more than to hold her, to let the exhaustion pull us both under with her body pressed against mine, her breath warm on my skin. But after years of steeling myself against the sting of her pleasure echoing through the bond when it belonged to someone else, I couldn’t bring myself to stay.This was the first time Lucas had felt it, and part of me should’ve felt vindicated, should’ve savored the symmetry of his pain mirroring mine. But I didn’t. I’ve watched him with Aurora, with Emmi. He loves them with a depth that’s undeniable, and twisting the knife in his heart for my own satisfaction would make me no better than the elders who tore us apart. It doesn’t mean I don’t ache to fall asleep with her in my arms, but I’m not that cruel.Instead, I sit in Emmi’s room, the soft glow of her nightlight casting gentle shadows across her sleeping face. She’s peaceful now, the fever from Aurora’s heat finally gone, and I watch her, my chest tight with a love that’s bo
Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband One Hundred And Eighteen
Lucas POVI shouldn’t focus on it, but I can’t help it. Every sound from the guest room filters through my ring, sharp and unmistakable, and the Covenant drags her pleasure into me like a tide I can’t fight. It’s torture, knowing what’s happening just a few doors down, knowing I sent her there.I’d hoped—prayed—that one knot would be enough, that the heat would break and she’d come back to me, the nightmare over. But it’s been hours, and the bond hasn’t quieted. Her heat hasn’t subsided. If anything, it’s stronger, a relentless burn that keeps pulling at her, at me, at everything we’ve tried to hold together.I’m sitting on the edge of our bed, Emmi's small form curled under the blankets, her breathing soft but uneven, her skin still warm from the fever that mirrored Aurora’s pain. She’s asleep now, exhausted by the echo of her mother’s heat, and I’m grateful for that small mercy.But I can’t sleep, can’t close my eyes, not when I know Killian’s with her, not when I can feel every pul
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