Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

11 Chapter 11

Damien’s POV 1

The private jet touched down at Silver Moon Harbor International two hours ahead of schedule, but I’d been restless for the entire flight, unable to focus on any of the documents spread across my mahogany desk. Something about tomorrow’s dinner arrangements-and more specifically, the woman who’d managed them-had occupied far too much of my mental bandwidth over the past twenty-four

hours.

It was ridiculous. I was a powerful Alpha who commanded respect from wolves across three territories, yet here I was, completely distracted by a voice I’d heard exactly twice over the phone.

I couldn’t stop thinking about those two conversations. The way her voice had trembled with barely controlled fury when she’d called my request unreasonable. Most assistants either cowered in terror or quit via email after their first encounter with my temper. But Seraphina Knight had done neither. She’d pushed back, challenged me.

“You’re thinking about her again,” Alex observed with what sounded suspiciously like amusement.

I ignored him, but my wolf wasn’t wrong. I was thinking about her. Far more than was appropriate for an employer contemplating an

employee he’d never even met.

“Maybe she’s already gone,” I found myself thinking as the car pulled up to Nightshadow Industries, and the possibility sent an

unexpected spike of panic through my chest. “Maybe the reality of working for me finally sank in and she decided to cut her losses.”

What the hell was wrong with me? I was practically eager to meet a woman whose only qualification so far was that she hadn’t run away

screaming.

As I strode through the marble lobby, employees immediately straightened to attention, offering respectful nods and murmured

greetings. But as I approached the executive floor, something unexpected caught my attention.

The door to my outer office was slightly ajar, and through the gap, I could see a figure bent over what appeared to be scattered papers

on the floor. The woman was on her hands and knees, reaching under a desk, and the position offered a spectacular view of long, shapely

legs encased in silk stockings, a perfect curve of hip and thigh, and the tantalizing glimpse of delicate lace underwear beneath a hiked-

up emerald dress.

My steps slowed involuntarily. The woman’s movements were graceful despite her awkward position, and something about the elegant

line of her back, the way her dark hair had come slightly loose from its updo, sent an unexpected jolt of attraction straight through me.

softly, not wanting to startle her but unable to ignore the professional impropriety of the

reacting to the enticing view. Heat pooled low in my belly, and I had to adjust my stance slightly as

uncomfortably tight.

I could

heat.

fluid and graceful despite her obvious panic,

legs before she yanked her dress back into place and spun to face me. The sight

the way her chest rose and fell with quick, shallow breaths did absolutely nothing

a

luminous and smooth

knees.

green, framed by thick lashes, they sparkled with intelligence and spirit even as they

about them, something that made my wolf pace restlessly

with such force that I actually took

hit me then-vanilla and jasmine with an underlying sweetness that was uniquely hers. It wrapped around me like silk

wolf

presume?” I managed to say, though my voice came out rougher

no sound emerged. Her green eyes were wide with what looked like panic, and I could see

the base of her throat. The air between us

suffocating.

of us could recover from the moment, familiar footsteps

the corner at his usual energetic pace, then stopped

the woman standing frozen by my desk. “Well,

Seraphina’s form, taking in the way the emerald dress hugged

line of her neck. I could practically see his interest spike, and

don’t believe we’ve met,” Lucas continued, moving forward with his

“And you must be the mysterious new assistant

her hand sent a bolt of pure rage

my fists to keep from physically pulling him away

barely above a whisper as she reluctantly placed her hand

name-like he was tasting something delicious-made

woman. Tell me, are you free for dinner tonight? I know

through his flirtation like a blade, sharp enough to

be?”

picking up on the

alliance with you, but I suppose that can wait.” His smile widened