Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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38 Chapter 38

Seraphina’s POV 1

The silence in my small bedroom felt heavy and charged, like the air before a thunderstorm. Damien sat in the worn chair beside my bed,

his powerful frame looking almost comically large in the tiny space. His dark hair was disheveled from running his hands through it, and his expensive shirt was wrinkled from carrying Adrian through the forest. Even exhausted and worried, he was devastatingly handsome.

But all I could think about was Anna Blackwood, draped all over him in the lobby like a designer accessory, waving that golden pendant

like a victory flag.

“You should go,” I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper as I focused on the worn pattern of my bedspread rather than meeting

his penetrating blue eyes. “Anna is probably wondering where you disappeared to.”

“Sera-”

“Really, Damien.” I forced myself to look at him, mustering what little dignity I had left after the evening’s disasters. “I appreciate

everything you’ve done tonight-finding Adrian, bringing him home safely, taking care of us both. But I understand the situation. Anna

has your pendant. She’s the woman you’ve been searching for. I won’t stand in the way of that.”

The words tasted like ash in my mouth, but I forced them out anyway. Better to end this cleanly now than to drag out the inevitable

heartbreak.

Damien leaned forward in his chair, his eyes blazing with an intensity that made my breath catch. “What if I told you that I don’t give a

damn about Anna Blackwood?”

say you’re being kind to spare my feelings,” I replied, though hope fluttered weakly in my chest like a dying

your relationship-”

pendant.” His voice cut through my words like a blade.

“Damien-”

He stood abruptly, his movement sharp and predatory as he

The small room seemed to shrink around his imposing presence, making the air feel thick and charged

he said, his voice rough with barely

important at the time.” He stopped pacing and

that made my breath catch. “But that was

want?” I whispered, my

word came out like a growl, raw and possessive and absolutely

or the past. Anna can have whatever money she wants, whatever job she thinks she deserves. None of

my bed, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from his body, could smell that intoxicating blend of sandalwood

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his lips. “I’ve wasted five years chasing a

along.”

on the arm of the chair. The contact sent electricity shooting up my

the pain and exhaustion. His scent was stronger here in the

everything to do with the way he was looking at me-like I was something precious

from mine. “I should let you rest,” he said, though his voice suggested that rest was the last thing on his

I whispered, tilting my face

against my lips, could see

as our mouths were about to meet, a small voice called out from the living room, breaking the spell that had been

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of us breathing hard and staring at each other with a mixture of frustration

calls,” I said softly, though I made no move to

doorway, admiring the way his broad shoulders

hallway, he turned back