Chapter 92
Summer’s POV
The morning sun streamed through my window as I jerked awake, momentarily disoriented. Then it hit me–today was our Disney day. Felix’s Disney day.
I rushed through my morning routine, trying to tame my hair into something presentable while simultaneously checking and rechecking the list of medications Felix would need throughout the day. Alexander had arranged for a private car to take us to Disney World, complete with a small medical kit
Dr. Miller had prepared.
A soft knock on my door made me turn.
“Mom! Are you ready? Alpha Alexander says the car is waiting!” Felix’s excited voice called through the
door.
My heart swelled at the enthusiasm in his voice–a sound I hadn’t heard in so long. When my wolf heard it too, I felt her stir inside me, responding to my cub’s happiness in a way I hadn’t experienced since the mate bond broke.
When I opened the door, I found my son dressed in new clothes Alexander must have purchased for him- cargo shorts, a bright blue t–shirt with Mickey Mouse emblazoned across the front, and a baseball cap to shield his sensitive eye from the sun.
But what took my breath away was his smile–wide and genuine, reaching all the way to his good eye.
“You look ready for adventure,” I said, kneeling to adjust his cap.
“Alpha Alexander got me these!” He twirled to show me his new outfit. “And look, special sunglasses too!”
I glanced up to find Alexander leaning against the wall, watching us with a soft expression. He was dressed casually in dark jeans and a fitted black t–shirt that showcased his powerful build. Even in
simple clothes, he exuded the natural authority of an Alpha.
“Ready for the best day ever?” he asked, his eyes meeting mine over Felix’s head.
“More than ready,” I replied, feeling a flutter of something dangerously close to hope.
The flight to Disney World was filled with Felix’s excited chatter. He’d researched all the rides and attractions online with Beta Ethan’s help the previous night, creating a detailed plan of everything he wanted to see.
Alexander sat beside him on the leather seat, listening attentively and asking questions about which characters were Felix’s favorites. He even shared stories about his own first visit to Disney as a child, making Felix laugh so hard he nearly dropped the tablet.
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When the jet touched down at the private airstrip just outside Orlando, Felix pressed his nose to the window, eyes shining with anticipation. From the distance, we could already see glimpses of the park
skyline.
Alexander helped him down the steps while I grabbed our day bag–medications, water bottles, sunscreen -then we headed straight for the car waiting on the tarmac.
“Remember what Dr. Miller said,” I murmured to Felix as we approached the park entrance. “If you start
feeling tired or dizzy-”
“I’ll tell you right away,” he promised, though his attention was already captured by the colorful sights
and sounds around us.
True to his word, Alexander had arranged everything. We were met by a Disney representative who
handed us special passes and explained how the VIP access worked.
“You’ll be able to enter all attractions through the FastPass line,” she explained cheerfully. “And we have a wheelchair available whenever you need it.”
Felix frowned at the mention of the wheelchair. “I’m strong enough to walk,” he insisted, his little chin jutting out with the stubborn pride that reminded me so much of his Alpha heritage.
Alexander knelt to his level. “I know you are, buddy. But it’s a big park, and we want to save your energy for all the fun stuff, right? Even I get tired walking around all day here.”
Felix seemed to consider this logic before nodding reluctantly. “Okay, but only when I say so.”
“Deal,” Alexander agreed, holding out his hand for a solemn shake that made Felix beam with importance.
Our first stop was Tomorrowland, where Felix was determined to try Space Mountain. My heart raced with anxiety–was it too intense for his condition?-but Dr. Miller had specifically cleared it, and Alexander assured me he’d be right beside Felix the whole time.
“We’ll be fine,” Alexander said, squeezing my hand. “I promise I’ll protect him.”
The touch of his skin against mine sent that familiar warmth through my body.
I watched them disappear into the ride entrance until they emerged about fifteen minutes later. Felix was practically vibrating with excitement, his face flushed and eyes bright.
“Mom! Mom! We went to space! It was so fast and dark and there were stars everywhere!” he babbled, gesturing wildly with his hands. “Can we go again?”
