Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The morning air was crisp and carried the scent of approaching autumn as I loaded my overnight bag into the back of my modest sedan. The drive to the northern territories would take most of the day, but this trip couldn’t be postponed any longer.

“I still don’t like this,” Damien’s deep voice rumbled behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist as he pulled me back against the solid wall of his chest. Even through my jacket, I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

“You worry too much,” I teased, leaning into his embrace and tilting my head back to meet those devastatingly blue eyes. “Besides, I’m practically superhuman now, remember? I can heal people with my bare hands. A little road trip should be nothing.” I assured him,

turning in his arms to press a soft kiss to his lips.

Adrian came bouncing out of the apartment building, his backpack slung over his shoulders and his silver-blue eyes bright with

excitement for his day at school.

“Mommy, are you really going away?” he asked, his small hand finding mine as he looked up at me with those impossibly beautiful eyes.

I knelt down to his level, smoothing his dark curls with gentle fingers. “Just for a few days, sweetheart. Ophelia and Damien are going to

take care of you while I’m gone. You’ll have so much fun together, you might not even miss me.”

“I’ll always miss you.” Adrian said solemnly, throwing his small arms around my neck with the fierce intensity that only children could

manage.

I hugged Adrian tighter, breathing in his familiar little-boy scent of soap and sunshine. “You be good for Damien, okay? Listen to what he

I’ll be back before you know

Adrian promised, pressing a sloppy kiss to my cheek. “And I’ll take care

not here.”

and I went very still at Adrian’s

settling on the small of my

back to

“I promise,” I whispered.

I was on the highway heading north, the city skyline of

of driving were pleasant enough-rolling hills covered in autumn foliage, small towns that looked

deeper into the northern territories, the landscape began to change. The cheerful farms and quaint villages gave way to dense forests and rocky outcroppings.

back, leaving me to navigate by the

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seen, I should be approaching the town of Pine Ridge within the next few

a

like an endless stretch of empty asphalt cutting through a tunnel of evergreen trees. The temperature was

the steering wheel.

the lights in my

I felt a rush of relief. Another car meant civilization, other people, the possibility of help if my

the middle

fast for the winding mountain road. As it closed the distance, I could see it was

that flooded my car with harsh white light,

far to the right as possible, expecting the truck to pass. Instead, it pulled up directly behind me,

hear the rumble of its