<h4>Chapter 336: imed & Announced</h4>
<strong>Evaline:</strong>
My heart jolted in my chest as I turned toward the sound... only to see Oscar and Draven standing at the entrance of the living room, thetter stillzily bringing his hands together as if he had all the time in the world.
The staff quickly dropped their heads in deep bows.
"Alpha Oscar. Alpha Draven."
Their voices blended into one respectful greeting as the two brothers strode in with the sort of effortless authority that belonged only to them.
Oscar came straight to my right, his presence a shield and afort all at once, while Draven stepped to my left, his eyes flicking over the crowd before settling on me for the briefest moment.
"Well," Oscar spoke first, his smooth baritone curling around the room, "this isn’t a sight I expected to walk into this morning." He paused deliberately, his lips twitching at the corners. "But it is, indeed, a pleasant one."
Histter words were directed toward Sera, who stiffened but immediately bowed her head deeper. "Thank you, Alpha," she said, her voice low, her pride flickering beneath her humility at receiving his approval.
But before I could even breathe properly, before I could process the fragile relief humming through me after Sera’s apology, something utterly unexpected happened.
Oscar’s arm slid firmly around my waist.
And a heartbeatter, Draven’s arm came around my other side, mirroring his brother’s.
The sudden warmth of them pressed against me from both sides sent my breath stuttering in my throat. My cheeks burned with shock, but what truly made my chest constrict was the audible gasp that rippled through the gathered staff.
The air thickened instantly.
Oscar’s gaze swept over the servants like a de, sharp yet steady, and when he finally spoke, his voice carried a weight that brooked no question. "You were wrong about one thing though."
He then turned his head, his piercing eyes locking onto me, and in that moment the world seemed to narrow to just his words. "She is not a guest. Nor a friend." His lips curved faintly as pride glimmered in his emerald orbs. "She is our fated mate."
A chorus of shocked gasps filled the air, louder this time, vibrating through the walls themselves.
I felt Draven tighten his hold on me, grounding me in the storm of disbelief. His calm, steady voice followed smoothly, cutting through the murmurs. "And by ’Our’ we mean - mine, Oscar’s, and also River’s."
His gaze then dropped to my very visible swollen belly, and his tone softened in a way that made my chest ache. "And she carrying our pup."
My hands instinctively brushed against my bump, suddenly hyperaware of every pair of eyes on me. I had long known the staff must have noticed - I was not so naive as to think winter clothes could hide a swelling stomach forever - but none of them had ever dared say a word. Still, to have the truth spoken aloud, in the open, like this...
I wanted to shrink back, shy and flustered under their stares. Yet at the same time, a wave of relief surged through me. No more whispers in the dark. No more assumptions. No more silent judgment over why I was entangled with three of the Thorne brothers instead of just one. Now, they knew. Now, it was clear.
I belonged.
The silence stretched, heavy and stunned, until Sera straightened, her eyes flicking quickly between Oscar, Draven, and me. Her lips parted, then firmed with decision.
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"Congrattions, Alpha Oscar. Alpha Draven," she said, her voice steady despite the astonishment still written across her face. "For finding your fated mate... and for the child you will soon wee."
She hesitated then, just for a beat, before turning her gaze on me. "And congrattions to you as well, Lady Evaline."
I nodded, offering her a polite smile despite the flurry of emotions churning inside me. "Thank you."
That was all it took.
The rest of the staff followed, their voices ovepping as congrattions poured out in a wave of sincerity. Some looked stunned still, some almost awed, but there was no mistaking the respectced in their words.
"Congrattions, Alphas."
"Congrattions, Lady Evaline."
"Blessings for the pup."
Warmth filled me so strongly it threatened to spill over in tears. eptance... true, unreserved eptance... was something I had thought I might never find in this house from these people. And yet here it was, wrapping around me like sunlight in the coldest of winters.
Sera was the first topose herself quickly and lifted her chin. "That will be enough. You will keep your mouths sealed unless told otherwise by the Alphas themselves," shemanded the staff, her voice firm as steel. "Not a word of this leaves these walls."
"Yes, Head Maid!" the staff echoed together, their posture crisp with obedience.
But before dismissing them, her eyes brightened in a way I had never seen before. She sped her hands together, her lips curving into something that almost looked like... excitement.
"This calls for celebration." Without waiting for permission, she spun on her heel and all but ran toward the kitchen, barking quick instructions at a group of servants who quickly followed her.
I blinked after her, half-dazed, half-amused. Celebration? I hadn’t the faintest idea what she had in mind, but the way she hurried off made it clear she intended something grand.
The rest of the servants bowed once more before dispersing, leaving the living room to fall back into its usual spacious quiet.
And me?
I stood between Oscar and Draven, still tucked against their sides, my cheeks warm and my heart full.
Because in that moment, I wasn’t just their mate in secret shadows. I wasn’t a stranger forced into their world.
I was epted. imed. Announced.
And when Draven’s hand gently brushed over my bump, as if reaffirming the words he had spoken to everyone, I realized something deeper... something that nearly undid me.
He hadn’t just imed me and my child. He had given my pup... our pup an identity, a ce, a family.
The kind of belonging I had once thought impossible was now here, beating steady and strong in the very walls of this house.