Bought By The Ruthless Alpha King (Ruby) novel Chapter 157

Epilogue

Killian’s POV

The wind on the hill cammed the scent of lavender and rain drenched grass, and for anvament, everything fall t council meetings, threats, and especially whispers in the dark that often cruded my mind of the stared at blond that sometimes surged without warning

Only the sound of Rosslyn’e laughter, sweet and melodic, dofted behind me

I turned to look at her he was barefoot in the garden, one hand resting gently on the curve of her badly She moved me slowly these days. Honestly, she was glowing even more than before, her belly beginning to swell agen Twins again i couldn’t quite believe it

“Are you staring at me, Your Majesty?” she teased, raising an eyebron

“I always do” I replied, walking toward her “Hard not to, when it comes to you”

“So cheesy

She rolled her eyes, but smiled as I helped her down onto the stone bench beneath the arbor i could feet a vick, one of the babies stirred beneath her skin.

“Well, someone’s taking after their sisters, Rosalyn chuckled “They’re already little warriors Don’t you think?

“I’m hoping at least one of them inherits your gentle nature, love, I can’t imagine dealing with another miniature version of me,” I winced.

“But the healer said we’re having twin boys,” she said innocently.

I groaned, rubbing my face. “It’s going to be a nightmare.”

“Oh, relax,” she said soothingly, running her hand down my arm. “You’ve already got the twins on your side. They’ll be the perfect match for the new ones someday.”

Ah, of course. Anna and Alice were seventeen now. Sharp, fearless, and more intelligent than half the members of my court. Alice was off studying diplomacy in the eastern territories. Anna had taken to combat training like she was born with a sword in her hand. She wanted to lead a scout unit. I told her she should start by learning patience.

She told me I needed to stop underestimating her.

And Elias, oh gods, the youngest. He was twelve now and already taller than some of the palace guards. He inherited much of his mother’s temperament, even with his father Mikael’s features. Elias was gentle, curious, and a touch stubborn. He loved science more than anything. Sundrench’s environment suited him perfectly. It was the right choice to stay away from the modern world.

Elias had thrived in the kingdom. Just last week, he tamed a wyvern hatchling and tried to keep it in his room. Rosalyn nearly fainted. I couldn’t help but laugh at the memory. Elias was a wonder of a child with all his peculiarities.

He was mine in every way that mattered. Mikael was probably up there in the heavens, scratching his head over how wildly different his children had turned out.

“Luna Karina and Alpha Jayden still insist they’ll win the bet, Rosalyn said gently, her hand stroking mine over her belly.* But you have nothing to worry about. I’m sure we’ll be the winners.”

“Wouldn’t surprise me if they did win. They do share one brain,” I snorted.

“All I really hope is that these two inherit your calm.”

She laughed. Truly, how this woman only grew more beautiful with time, only the gods could know. “You mean the calm! pretended to have while raising warrior children and ruling a kingdom with a brooding husband?”

“Brooding? I prefer ‘purposefully contemplative.”

She rested her head on my shoulder. “You’ve grown softer. Where’s my fierce Lycan king gone?”

“Careful not to let the elders hear that.”

“I’m serious,” she said, eyes closed. “You were all stone and shadow when we first met. And now, look at you.”

I looked at the gardens we built together, the towers we rebuilt, all the peace that had endured for nearly a decade under our reign, and the family that had grown wild and strong around us.

“I had a reason to change,” I said.

“Can you tell me what it was?”

“It was you.”