Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

The sight of Sera lying unconscious and injured in her small bed made something primal and murderous rise in my chest. Her torn clothing, the dried blood at the corner of her mouth, the violent bruise spreading across her delicate cheek-each detail was like gasoline thrown on the fire of my rage.

*Someone hurt our mate,* Alex snarled in my mind, his mental voice sharp with protective fury. *Find them. Kill them.*

But beneath the rage was something else—an overwhelming need to kiss and possess her, to leave my mark on her bare breast. I set

down the soup I’d brought and moved to the small bathroom, gathering clean washcloths and a bowl of warm water.

When I returned to her bedside, I hesitated for a moment, my hands hovering over the torn fabric of her blouse. The mate bond between

us hummed with awareness, and despite her unconscious state, my body responded to her proximity with an intensity that made my

pants uncomfortably tight.

*Focus,* I commanded myself sternly. *She’s hurt. She needs care, not your lack of control.*

I began cleaning the dried blood from her face with gentle strokes, careful not to apply too much pressure to the bruised areas. Her skin

was soft as silk beneath the cloth, and I found myself marveling at the delicate bone structure of her face, the way her dark lashes fanned

across her cheeks.

The torn blouse had to go. As carefully as possible, I eased the damaged fabric off her shoulders, trying not to think about the way the

movement revealed the creamy expanse of her skin. Her bra was shredded beyond repair, the delicate lace hanging in tatters.

My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sight of her bare chest-pale skin marked with bruises that made my wolf howl with rage,

but also curves that were absolutely perfect. Her breasts were full and round, the nipples a soft pink that seemed to call to my mouth.

I commanded myself, even as heat pooled low in my belly.

forced myself to focus on the task at hand, using the warm cloth to gently clean away dirt and dried sweat from her skin. Each

slightly as

eased the nightgown over her head, carefully maneuvering her unconscious form to get

to resist the urge to let my

Sera stirred slightly, a soft moan

opened, unfocused and confused as they tried to make sense

carrying a hint of her usual spirit. “What exactly is happening here,

reenacting Sleeping

that, I admitted, settling into the small chair beside her bed. “Though I think you’re mixing up your fairy tales. Sleeping Beauty didn’t wake up

should have,” Sera said, trying to push herself up into a sitting

in

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through her ribs. “Would have made the

instinctively to steady

suddenly, panic flashing in her eyes as full awareness

her quickly, my hand settling on her shoulder to keep her from trying to

fifteen different dinosaurs in remarkable detail, and is

his room.”

down her cheeks.

thank you. I was so

than intended, my protective

green eyes. “My loving family,”

there, they

to sell me to him like

rage exploded through

her voice growing stronger with fury. “Harold was quite excited about the prospect of having a young wife who could bear children. Elizabeth thought it was the

problems.”

I realized I’d moved, my hands clenched into fists

alpha authority to make