Heirs, 51

(POV: Nicollas)

I walk slowly to the mansion's garden to find Luan. My legs still ache a bit, and my heart is heavy because my mate is still unconscious, which worries me greatly.

Under a tree, I find Luan sitting on a blue blanket, and Lucia is lying on his chest. Surprisingly, this scene doesn't bother me. I walk towards them, and before I get close, they notice my presence and stand up.

"Dad," Luan runs and hugs me. "I'm so glad you woke up."

"Hi, son," I hug him back.

"Hi, Mr. Nicollas," Lucia greets, and I nod.

"How are you, my son?" I hold him by the shoulders and assess his entire body. "Did you get hurt?"

"No, Dad," he smiles. "I'm fine, don't worry."

"It's a relief to hear that," I say relieved. "Where's Lucca?" I ask, looking around.

"He's out there somewhere, taking a walk with his mate," he replies. "Isabella is his mate, I never imagined."

"That's great news," I genuinely approve. "I'm so happy that you two have finally shifted." I ruffle his hair.

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