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

handle. I

enough alpha authority to make the medical equipment hum in response. “You’re

when you’re

saw the implacable determination in his expression. We stared at each

neither willing to back

finally, though I could see from his expression that he wasn’t going to like

propose.

“I’m listening”

and my heritage. You stay here with Adrian and handle whatever urgent pack business is keeping you

“Absolutely not.”

“Damien, be reasonable-”

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as he began pacing the small space. “You’re talking about traveling alone to a remote area where we’ve had multiple security incidents.

I said, though even I could hear how weak that sounded after everything that

to face me, his blue eyes

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 to start playing the helpless omega now just

to go all caveman

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

“I prefer ‘protective mate, thank you

shot back, though I could feel my own lips twitching with suppressed laughter. “Next

go

me,” he muttered, running his hands through

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

expressions.

to keep the affection out of my voice despite

started to