Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV

Margaret reached over and squeezed my hand supportively before Robert began.

“It was August fifteenth,” he said. “A Tuesday night, if I remember correctly. The pack had been having some minor issues with rogues in

the area, but nothing serious. Nothing that suggested what was coming.”

He paused, running a hand through his graying hair. “The attack came just after midnight. But these weren’t ordinary rogues, Sera. They

were organized, well-armed, and they knew exactly where to strike. They bypassed the outer patrols somehow, went straight for the

pack house and the family quarters.”

My chest tightened with dread, but I forced myself to keep listening.

“Your father fought bravely, but they were outnumbered and caught off guard. The rogues had inside information-they knew the

security protocols, the guard rotations, even which rooms the family slept in.”

“Someone betrayed us,” I whispered.

“Maybe,” Robert confirmed. “Someone with intimate knowledge of your pack’s defenses and routines. Someone your parents trusted.”

The silence that followed was heavy with grief and anger. I could feel Caleb’s hand tighten around mine, his warmth anchoring me as the

reality of my parents’ murder settled over me like a shroud.

“Were they ever caught?” I asked. “The rogues, or whoever was working with them?”

Robert’s expression grew darker. “Some of the rogues were killed in the fighting, but the leaders escaped. As for the traitor…” He shook

his head. “Never identified. The investigation went cold after a few months.”

“That’s not unusual,” Margaret added sadly. “The northern territories were always chaotic.”

“And the rogue problem has only gotten worse,” Robert said. “Especially in the last few years. The borders are practically lawless now.

Packs are fleeing south every week, looking for protection with Alpha King.”

A chill ran down my spine as I thought of Damien, back in Silver Moon Harbor, dealing with his own rogue incidents. The attacks Caleb

had described earlier suddenly seemed much more ominous.

“How bad is it really?” I asked. “The rogue situation, I mean.”

Robert said bluntly. “These aren’t desperate loners looking for scraps anymore. They’re organized, well-supplied, and getting bolder every month. Some of them are carrying military-grade weapons.”

“That’s not possible,” I said, though even as the words left my mouth.

“It shouldn’t be possible, Margaret agreed. “But it’s happening anyway. Someone is funding them, training them, giving them resources that ordinary rogues would never have access to.”

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hit me like a physical blow. “You think whoever

said grimly. “The methods are similar-well-planned strikes against established packs, targeting leadership and key infrastructure. If it’s the same group, they’ve grown

of what had happened to my parents, but because of what might be happening right now. If these

It’s been such an emotional day, and we’re not as young

night? You and Caleb can go

heads.”

of how exhausted I was. “I’m sorry for keeping you

apologize,” Margaret said firmly, pulling me into another warm hug.

best gift we could have asked

“I’ll show you to the guest room,” he said. “It’s upstairs, second door

“why don’t you give Sera your

up last month. Your room will be much

fine,” I said quickly. “I don’t want to put anyone

said in unison,

room it is,” Caleb said with a resigned

asked, feeling guilty about displacing him from his

his room for

him look even younger than his years. “Besides, the couch downstairs is

on it watching late-night movies more times

started, then stopped abruptly as we reached his bedroom

and what looked like several empty energy drink cans on the

God,” Caleb muttered, his cheeks flushing bright red. “I totally forgot… I mean,

scooping up discarded t-shirts and jeans with lightning speed.

it clean,

frantically straightening things, his movements quick and efficient despite

them into a small

attention.

full of laundry. “Much better. The

his neck. “Not that I was planning… I mean, I just like

gently, touched by his

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you get settled.” He

spreading through

he wanted to say something else, then gave

his armful

myself alone in Caleb’s bedroom, surrounded by remnants of the boy he used to be. Even after his hasty tidying, the room was unmistakably his-walls covered with posters of classic rock bands and old hockey players,

automotive magazines and repair manuals despite his attempt

into the oversized t-shirt I’d brought for sleeping and slipped under the covers, breathing in the comforting

that subtle hint of aftershave that seemed to cling

as I lay there in the darkness, my thoughts

myself, I reached for my phone and typed out

did it go today? Ophelia texted

quickly: *He was perfect. We had pancakes and

dinosaurs, probably.*

through me, followed by a warmth. *Thank you

wasn’t a job,*

appeared on

processing

messages about my trip, but I found