Bought By The Ruthless Alpha King (Ruby) novel Chapter 128

hapter 128: The Connected Soul

Chapter 128: The Connected Soul

Ruby’s POV

I finally awoke from the grip of pain.

The first thing to greet me was the stillness of the world around me, thick with the scent of warm tea, clean sheets, a faint trace of Mikael, and the presence of fresh lilies on the nightstand. My body, somehow, didn’t feel heavy. And yet, there was a familiar weight on the bed, followed by the sound of sweet voices at my ear.

“Mommy?”

It was Alice’s voice. A second later, I felt tiny fingers wrap around my hand.

I turned my head slowly and saw two pairs of eyes, so much like Mikael’s, staring at me: the twins, Alice and Anna. Mikael sat behind them, his expression a perfect mixture of concern and immense relief. He looked exhausted, and yet his smile bloomed the moment our eyes met.

“Hey, love,” he whispered.

My throat felt dry, painfully so. As if a desert had bloomed there, scorched by a relentless sun. Still, I forced myself to offer Mikael the best smile I could manage, just to let him know I was recovering. He never complained when caring for me during times like this. Especially not when I was carrying his child.

“Hey.”

The twins shrieked in unison and threw themselves onto me, their arms wrapping tightly around my waist.

“We were so scared, Mama!”

“Anna cried twice!”

“I’m not!”

“Don’t lie, Anna!”

“Ugh, you did too, Alice!”

Their bickering made me laugh, even as my body still protested. Mikael leaned forward and gently peeled them off of me.

“Alright, alright. Let your mother breathe, little ones.”

He reached for my hand and kissed it, then looked into my eyes as if seeing something precious he thought he had lost.

“You really scared us.”

Before I could respond, another voice cut in. “She’s stronger than you think, Beta.”

My heart stopped. Killian. He stood at the foot of the bed, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Seeing him here, in my room, brought a rush of strange, tangled feelings. I couldn’t understand how he was here. I hadn’t expected this at all. It was too much–his presence, his voice, the weight of our shared history.

I am Rosalyn Torrance.

Just a regular wolf. Nothing more. I needed to act like it–and avoid raising suspicion. I slowly sat up, pushing past the dizziness.

“Your Majesty. You’re here.”

He raised an eyebrow. “I brought a healer. Jayden said his sister–in–law was sick. So, I’m not leaving until I know you’re safe. He seems to care about you quite a bit.”

His words were blunt and cold, deadly in their detachment, with just a trace of sharpness at the edges. The same tone he used to speak to Ruby when I still bore that name.

“Well, I’m not dead,” I muttered, turning my face away.

The room fell silent. Mikael moved to sit beside me, brushing hair from my face. His touch calmed me, warm and familiar. “I’ll get you some water,” he said, rising and heading to the small table by the wall.

Killian’s gaze never left me. When I looked back at him, I caught something in his eyes I hadn’t expected confusion. “Have we met before?” he asked softly.

I gave him a faint smile, my fingers brushing the side of his face. “You can’t get rid of me that easily.”