TimeNovel73 Chapter 73
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Damien’s POV 1
As we sat together in Sera’s tiny living room after Caleb’s departure, | found myself studying the cramped space
with new eyes. The apartment was clean and well-maintained, but painfully small.
But it wasn’t enough. Not for my mate, not for my son.
“Sera,” | said quietly, my voice careful as | watched her help Adrian organize his dinosaur collection on the coffee
table. “I want to ask you
something, and | need you to know that whatever you decide is completely your choice.”
She looked up atwith those beautiful emerald eyes. “What is it?”
| took a deep breath, suddenly nervous in a way | hadn't been since | was a teenager. “I want you and Adrian to
clive with me. Both
of you. Permanently.”
The words hung in the air between us, heavy with possibility and promise. Sera’s hands stilled on the plastic
triceratops she’d been
holding, and | saw her throat work as she swallowed hard.
Adrian, who had been listening with the intense focus that children brought to conversations that might affect
their lives, suddenly
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perked up.
“Does that mean we'd live in a big house like in the movies?” he asked, his silver-blue eyes bright with curiosity.
“Would | have my own
room?”
“You'd have the biggest room in the house if you wanted it,” | told him, my heart clenching at the simple joy in
his voice. “You could have a playroom, and a library, and we could build a fort in the backyard if that’s what you
wanted.”
“A fort?” Adrian’s voice cracked with excitement. “A real fort?”
“Adrian, Sera said gently, though | could hear the emotion threading through her voice, “why don’t you go play in
your room for a few
minutes while Daddy and | talk about grown-up things?”
The word ‘Daddy on her lips sent a jolt of pure happiness through my chest, but | tried to keep my expression
neutral as Adrian
scrambled down from the couch.
“Okay, Mommy,” he said, pausing to look back at us both. “But | think we should live with Daddy. He has nice
cars and he smells good
With that pronouncement, he disappeared into his bedroom, leaving Sera andalone in the suddenly quiet
living room.
She was quiet for a long moment, her gaze fixed on her hands as they twisted in her lap. When she finally spoke,
her voice was barely above a whisper. A single tear spilled down her cheek. “What if I'm not good enough? What
if | can’t fit into your world? I'm just an omega from a small town, Damien. | don’t know anything about being the
mate of an Alpha King” 3
The pain in her voice made Alex snarl in my mind, furious at anyone who had ever made her feel less than the
extraordinary woman she
was.
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“You are not ‘just’ anything,” | said fiercely, my hands tightening on hers. “You are the strongest, most resilient
woman I've ever known. You've raised our son to be kind and intelligent and brave. You've built a life from
nothing, earned a business degree while working and caring for a child. And you have your new ability now. If
that doesn’t qualify you to be a Luna, then nothing does.”
She was crying in earnest now, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to process everything | was
telling her.
“What about Ophelia?” she asked suddenly. “I can’t just abandon her. She’s been my only family for years.”
“You're not abandoning her,” | assured her quickly. “She’ll always be part of our lives. In fact, I'd like to do
something for her, if she'll let
a,
Before Sera could ask what | meant, Ophelia herself appeared from the kitchen where she'd been giving us
privacy, a knowing smile on
her face.
“Did someone mention my name?” she asked, settling into the armchair across from us.
“Actually,” | said, turning to face her, “I wanted to talk to you about something. | know how much you've done
for Sera and Adrian over
the years. | know you've been their family when they had no one else.”
Ophelia’s expression grew cautious. “I love them. They don’t oweanything for that.”
“I know,” | said softly. “But I'd like to do something to show my appreciation anyway. I'd like to buy you a house.
A real house, not an apartment. Somewhere beautiful where you can have space and privacy and”
“Absolutely not,” Ophelia interrupted, her voice firm but not unkind. “I appreciate the gesture, Damien, | really
do. But | don’t need
charity.”
“It's not charity,” | protested. “It’s gratitude. You've taken care of my mate and my son when | couldn't. ”
Ophelia’s expression softened slightly, but she shook her head. “This little apartment suitsjust fine. It's got
character, it’s got
memories, and it’s mine.” She glanced at Sera with a gentle smile. “Besides, | like the idea of keeping this place
exactly as it is. So that
whenever Sera feels overwhelmed by mansion life, she can cback to her cozy little hand remember
where she cfrom.”
| looked at Sera, who was smiling through her tears at her best friend's words.
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