Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

20 Chapter 20

Seraphina’s POV 1

I woke the next morning feeling like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my skull. The pounding in my head was so intense that even the soft morning light filtering through my bedroom curtains felt like stabbing needles behind my eyes.

“Oh God,” I groaned softly, pressing the heels of my palms against my temples.

When I tried to sit up, the world tilted dangerously to the left, and I had to grip the edge of my mattress to keep from tumbling off completely. Every small movement sent fresh waves of nausea rolling through my stomach.

My clothes had been changed sometime during the night instead of the ruined emerald dress, I was wearing my softest cotton pajamas.

“Mommy!” Adrian’s voice made me wince, but his little arms wrapping around my neck. “You’re awake! I was worried about you!”

Ophelia stood at the foot of my bed, her arms crossed. She looked like she’d been awake all night, her dark hair escaping from

yesterday’s ponytail and her clothes wrinkled from sleeping on the couch.

“Hey, sweetheart,” I managed to croak, pulling Adrian closer and breathing in his familiar scent of strawberry shampoo and something purely him. “I’m so sorry I was late last night. Mommy had some unexpected, work things to handle.”

“It’s okay,” Adrian said solemnly, his small hands patting my cheeks with the gentle care of someone far older than his four years. “I was

good for Aunt Ophelia. We had mac and cheese for dinner, and I brushed my teeth all by myself.”

“That’s my good boy,” I said, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Did anything exciting happen while I was gone?”

Adrian’s expression grew thoughtful, and he glanced toward Ophelia before looking back at me. “A strange man brought you home last night. He was really, really tall, like a giant! But don’t worry, Mommy, I protected you. I stood right between you and him so he couldn’t

hurt you.”

Memories of the previous evening came flooding back in vivid, mortifying detail. The dinner party. Valerie’s public humiliation. Michael’s

attempted assault. And then… Damien. Oh God, Damien.

Heat flooded my cheeks as I remembered the intensity of our encounter in his car.

I assured Adrian, though my voice

get home safely.”

the tension in my chest. “Can I have pancakes for breakfast? The kind with

chocolate chips?”

dressed for school while I

disappeared down the hallway,

onto the edge of my bed with the determined expression of someone prepared to extract every detail.

the beginning. Who was that

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groaning. “Ophelia, I don’t

a teenager who just got caught making out behind the bleachers. She leaned forward, her voice gentling slightly. “Sera, I was terrified. When you didn’t answer your phone, when midnight came and went with no word… I thought something terrible had

genuine worry in her voice made guilt twist in my stomach. “I’m sorry. I should have

apology. Just tell me what

my burning cheeks behind my

me with wide eyes and an

slept with your boss. Your Alpha boss. On

Adrian’s voice drifted from

grateful for the interruption. “I need to get him to school and get to work before

else.”

Ophelia warned as I climbed out of

Nightshadow Industries trying

nerves as I rode the elevator to the executive floor.

off the elevator, something unexpected happened. Instead of the hostile stares

for, I was

People nodded politely as they passed, offered their standard

focus as

found a steaming cup of coffee waiting for me, along with a small plate of pastries. A note in Claire’s

simple kindness made my throat tight with

to focus on my computer screen, reviewing emails and preparing for the day ahead. But every few minutes, my eyes would drift toward

cover of a business magazine. His navy suit was perfectly

its usual professional tone. “I’ll need the Henderson contracts reviewed by