Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband
He stops at the door, his smile warm and a little nervous, and pushes it open.
The room is breathtaking. Pale yellow walls glow softly in the light, with delicate stars hanging from the ceiling, twinkling like a night sky. It’s perfect, cozy, and inviting, but it’s the murals that steal my breath. Along the walls, small wolves are painted, playful and vibrant, chasing children throughh fields of flowers. For a moment, I can’t breathe, my eyes tracing every detail, my heart swelling with emotion.
“I wanted the baby to know, growing up, that I accept every part of her,” Lucas says quietly, his voice thick with sincerity. “I figured this was one way to show it.”
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