Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

After another sleepless night spent tossing in his bed, I was eager to keep my hands and mind busy with something productive. Caleb and I set out to find anyone who might remember my family.

“There are a few elderly pack members who chose to stay in the area,” Caleb explained as we walked down a tree-lined street that felt both foreign and familiar. “Most of them live alone now, but they might remember details about your parents or the attack that never

made it into the official reports.”

The first two houses we visited yielded nothing useful. One was empty, its windows dark and garden overgrown with weeds. At the second, a frail woman answered the door but became confused the moment I introduced myself, insisting I looked exactly like someone

named Dorothy who’d died thirty years ago.

It wasn’t until we reached a small cottage at the end of a dead-end street that we found someone who might actually help.

“That’s Mr. Garrison,” Caleb said quietly as we approached the front porch. “He lived about a quarter mile from our neighborhood.”

The man who answered our knock was ancient, with wisps of white hair and clouded eyes that seemed to look through us rather than at

His clothes hung loose on his thin frame, and his hands shook as he gripped the doorframe for support.

“Mr. Garrison?” I said gently, trying to keep my voice calm and non-threatening. “My name is Seraphina. I was hoping you might

remember my parents, Alpha and Luna from the Northern Ridge Pack?”

The old man’s eyes sharpened suddenly, focusing on my face with an intensity that made me step back. Then his expression crumbled,

and he began muttering under his breath in a voice too low for me to understand.

“The little wolf,” he said suddenly, his voice cracking. “The little wolf with green eyes. They said you were dead.”

My heart leaped with hope. “Mr. Garrison, do you remember what happened? The night of the attack?”

But his moment of clarity was already fading. He began shaking his head violently, backing away from the door as if I were something to

be feared.

he muttered. “Can’t trust anyone.

door in our

hand finding my shoulder as disappointment crashed over me. “The attack really

been the same since.”

closed door, feeling the weight of all the lost memories,

minutes, the morning air growing warmer as the sun climbed higher. The neighborhood around us told the story of a community slowly dying-half the houses were empty, yards overgrown, “For Sale” signs faded by

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the rogues supposedly cleared out. The ones who remained either couldn’t afford to leave

abandon their

woods that served as a shortcut back to his neighborhood when I heard it-the soft rustle of movement

few days screamed danger. My wolf rose to attention, alert and ready. The memory of being chased through

a spring ready to strike. Without hesitation, he positioned himself directly in front

my hands fisting in his shirt as my heart hammered

figures burst from the undergrowth like they’d been shot from

disheveled and both wearing expressions of

to button her shirt while hopping on

didn’t think anyone else

tripped

sorry! We’ll just-we’re going

past us like startled deer, the boy’s shoes still

the woods with a

silence that followed

was still pressed against Caleb’s back, my hands still fisted

heartbeat,

masculine and comforting.

exact same moment, we both seemed to realize our position. I