Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

“Damien,” I said quietly, my voice still rough from exhaustion. “About the Northern Ridge Pack… when you merged those territories after your parents died, did you absorb any survivors from my family’s pack?”

His blue eyes sharpened with interest. “Some, yes. After what happened to your parents, the remaining wolves were scattered and vulnerable. Most were grateful for the protection and stability our pack could offer.”

My heart began to race with sudden hope. “Are any of them still with you? People who might remember my parents, who could tell me about my childhood before…” I swallowed hard. “Before Elizabeth and Victor took me in?” 1

“Several, actually, maybe. But I’m not sure whether they are alive now.” Damien’s expression grew thoughtful.

“I want to find them and meet them,” I said, trying to keep the desperate edge out of my voice. “I need to know who I really am, who my

parents were before they died.”

Damien was quiet for a moment, his thumb tracing gentle patterns on the back of my hand. “The Northern Ridge territory is about a

four-hour drive from here. The old lodge is still standing.”

“I need to go there,” I said, the words coming out with more urgency than I’d intended. “Damien, I need to see where I came from, to

understand my heritage. These abilities I have, the healing power-I think it’s connected to that place, to my bloodline.”

His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. “Sera, the northern territories aren’t entirely safe right now. With the increased rogue activity,

the border incidents-”

“Then come with me,” I interrupted, then immediately shook my head. “No, actually, don’t. Adrian needs stability right now, and you have

business to handle. I

can,” Damien said, his voice carrying enough alpha authority to make the medical

when

opened my mouth to argue, then closed it as I saw the implacable determination in his expression. We stared at each

neither willing to

a compromise?” I suggested finally, though I could see from his expression that

propose.

“I’m listening”

these survivors, to learn about my parents and my heritage. You stay here with Adrian and handle whatever

“Absolutely not.”

“Damien, be reasonable-”

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movement sharp and predatory as he began pacing the small space. “You’re talking about traveling alone to a remote area where we’ve had multiple security incidents. You’re still weak from using

take care of myself,” I said, though even I could hear

you?” Damien turned to face me, his

his voice made my own temper flare. “So what are you suggesting? That I hide here in Silver Moon Harbor like some delicate flower while other people make all the important decisions about my life?” I crossed my arms and lifted my chin defiantly. “I’ve spent five years proving I can take care of myself and my son. I’m not about

all

and despite his obvious frustration, I caught the hint of amusement tugging

prefer ‘protective mate,

my own lips twitching with suppressed

go grocery

muttered, running his hands through his

the small room like children having a standoff over the last piece of cake. Despite the serious nature of our discussion, there was something almost

expressions.

of my voice despite my exasperation. “You have a pack to run, a business empire to manage, and warriors who actually listen to your orders without arguing back every five

started to