~Celine~ Immediately I woke up, I freshened up, breastfed my son, and headed to the kitchen. I couldn’t wait to prepare breakfast for Kilhan and take it to him. Last night, I had to feed him because he couldn’t hardly lift his hand. ‘I wouldn’t mind doing the same again this morning.’ While I was wearing the apron, I heard someone walk into the kitchen. I looked back and saw it was my father and the boy that came with Kilhan. Then I remembered I didn't know who he was yet. In my father’s arms was my son, holding onto him peacefully. “What are you doing in the kitchen, Celine? The maids will prepare breakfast.” Alpha Darius uttered, moving closer to me. “I know, but this is for Alpha Kilhan. I prefer to do it myself.” I answered, and he heaved a sigh. “Well, we’ll talk about that later. Have you met Charles?” He asked, pointing to the young man who stood quietly at the kitchen door. “No, I haven’t,” I answered, and he waved at him to move closer. “Here. This is Charles, my son
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