Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

21 Chapter 21

Damien’s POV 1

The office space felt smaller with both of us in it, our breaths mingling in the charged air between us. Sera seemed nervous, her emerald eyes darting away from mine before meeting them again with obvious effort. My hand was still wrapped around her wrist like a steel band, my mind racing with images from last night-her in my arms, the way she’d felt beneath me, and then… Adrian.

Those silver-blue eyes. So familiar. So impossible to ignore.

Sera shifted slightly, but I didn’t release her. She couldn’t escape-not yet. Not until I had answers. She lifted her chin to look at me, confusion clouding her beautiful features.

“Is there… is there something else you needed, Mr. Nightshadow?”

The question that had been burning in my chest all day finally forced its way out. “Have you ever thought about finding him? Adrian’s

father?”

Sera’s entire body went rigid, every muscle tensing as if I’d struck her. The blood drained from her face, leaving her pale as moonlight.

“I…” she started, then stopped, swallowing hard. “I tried. Once. But there were no leads.” Her voice grew smaller, more vulnerable. “Maybe he was just there for fun that night. I didn’t want to cause problems for anyone.”

“He didn’t leave you anything?” I pressed, my voice rougher than intended. “Any way to contact him? A note, a card… anything?”

The golden wolf pendant. I’d left it on her pillow that morning, engraved with my initial. 1

“Nothing,” Sera shook her head, and her voice held the finality of old grief. “When I woke up, he was just… gone. Like he’d never been

there at all.”

The words hit me like a sledgehammer to the chest. Nothing?

released her wrist as the

sounding hollow even to my own

asked quietly, taking a step backward now that I’d released her. “If

her off, perhaps too sharply.

her expression, and moved toward the door. I watched her go, my eyes tracking the graceful line of her spine, the way her hair caught the late afternoon sunlight streaming through the office windows. When the door

click, I slumped into

hands.

pendant. I was certain of it. Maybe I was grasping at shadows, seeing connections that

I was so desperate to find the woman who’d haunted

for a woman whose face

essence had been seared

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consumed me, urgent and desperate. I reached for my phone with shaking hands and dialed Lucas’s extension, my

I waited for him

“What’s up, Alpha?”

my desk drawer and withdrew the small wooden box I’d kept there for

half of a golden wolf pendant-the other half of the one I’d left on pillow that long-ago morning. I’d had it

only fit together perfectly, like pieces

to do something for me,” I said, lifting the pendant and watching

can’t see what you’re talking about

to my office.

sandy hair slightly disheveled

his eyebrows rise as he

into the chair across from my desk. “But I’m not following. Search for what, exactly?”

“I need you to find the matching