Burned by My Ex, Reborn as His King's Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

KAELOSThat morning, I woke up to the aroma of coffee wafting from the kitchen—even though Seraphina had stopped drinking coffee since becoming pregnant, she knew I needed it to start my day. I hurried to take a shower and get dressed, planning to start the day with a meeting with Beta about the patrol schedule.But when I went down to the dining room, the sight I found stopped me in my tracks.Seraphina was sitting on the large sofa in the living room—not at the dining table as usual. In front of her, on the coffee table, was a very tall stack of books. And I'm not talking about ordinary novels or magazines.These were thick books with titles like “The Alpha Parent's Guide,” “Raising Werewolf Twins: A Complete Manual,” “From Pack Leader to Father: Transitioning with Grace,” and most conspicuously—“Parenting for Dummies: Werewolf Edition.”“Seraphina?” I approached her cautiously, as if the pile of books might explode at any moment. “What... what is all this?”She lifted her head with

KAELOSI reached across the table and took her hand, feeling the faint warmth of her pulse under my thumb. “You’re going to be amazing at this.”Seraphina’s lips curved into that calm, knowing smile I loved so much. “We’re going to be amazing at this,” she corrected softly. “Together.”The sunlight streaming through the library windows had shifted to a mellow gold, catching dust motes in the air. We had been here since morning—surrounded by piles of parenting books, notebooks, and scattered sticky notes with phrases like feeding intervals and safe sleep positions. The smell of parchment and tea mixed with the faint floral scent of Seraphina’s hair.By afternoon, we were down to the last book on the stack—its title written in soft silver across the cover: From Pack Leader to Father: Transitioning with Grace.“This one is different,” Seraphina murmured, running her fingers over the worn edges before opening it carefully. “It’s more about the emotional side of being a father.”Her tone s

SERAPHINAAfter a few minutes of practicing carrying in various positions—cradle, on the shoulder, stomach position—we moved on to the next challenge: changing diapers.“This,” said Dr. Helena in a slightly too cheerful tone, “is the part that makes many new fathers panic. But it's actually very easy once you get used to it.”Kaelos stared at the pile of diapers, wet wipes, and cream on the changing table with a skeptical expression.Dr. Helena placed the doll on the table and began her demonstration. "Always keep one hand on the baby—they can roll over faster than you think. Unfasten the dirty diaper, gently wipe from front to back, apply cream if there's a rash, then put on a new diaper. Simple.“She finished the demonstration in less than a minute, then stepped back. ”Now it's your turn, Alpha."Kaelos took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves—as if he were preparing for battle—then stepped up to the changing table.I stood beside him, watching closely. He opened the diaper very ca

KAELOSThe clinic's lights shone brightly in the darkness of the night, cutting through the thin fog that hung in the air. I was driving faster than I should have been—not recklessly, but with an urgency that made my hands grip the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white.Beside me, Seraphina sat with one hand on her stomach and the other clutching the door frame. Her face was pale, but she was trying to keep a calm expression—for my sake or her own, I didn't know.“How many minutes between contractions?” I asked, forcing my voice to remain steady even though every fiber in my body was screaming in panic.“About ten minutes,” she replied, breathing slightly ragged. “But—ah—” she grimaced again, tightening her grip.I pressed the gas pedal deeper.“Kaelos,” she said softly, but there was a tremor in her voice that nearly drove me mad. "These might just be Braxton Hicks contractions. Dr. Helena said that's normal in the third trimester.“”Or maybe not,“ I replied sharply

SERAPHINAThis pattern continued throughout the morning. Every time I coughed, shifted, or even breathed too loudly, Kaelos would appear with a concerned expression to make sure I was okay.At eleven o'clock, I heard Beta Archer's frustrated voice coming from the laptop speakers.“Alpha, with all due respect, this is the third time you've left the meeting in the last ten minutes—”“Luna needs water,” Kaelos cut in, his tone leaving no room for argument.“Luna has hands, Alpha. She can pour her own water—”“She's seven months pregnant with twins, Archer. She's not pouring anything herself.”There was a long pause, then a voice that sounded like Gamma Cole stifling a laugh. “Maybe we should postpone this meeting until—”“No,” Kaelos said firmly. “We're continuing. Seraphina is fine now.”I shook my head with a smile, feeling guilty but also... loved. Very loved.That afternoon, Callista came to visit with a basket full of food from the Pack kitchen.“I hear our Alpha is in full overprot