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.

many secrets,” he muttered.

the door in our

said, his hand finding my shoulder as disappointment crashed over me. “The attack really messed

been the same since.”

stared at the closed door, feeling the weight of all the lost memories, all the answers that might never

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

attack, Caleb explained when he noticed my attention drifting to the abandoned

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rogues supposedly cleared out. The ones

abandon their

shortcut back to his neighborhood when I heard it-the soft rustle of movement in

developed over the past few days screamed danger. My wolf rose to attention, alert and ready. The memory of being chased through these same northern territories just forty-eight hours ago came flooding back,

tension because he immediately stepped closer, his entire body coiling like a spring ready to strike. Without hesitation, he positioned himself directly in front of me, one

fisting in his shirt as my heart

burst from the undergrowth like they’d been shot from a cannon-a young couple,

wearing expressions

frantically trying to button her shirt while hopping on one foot

anyone

his inside-out t-shirt, nearly tripped over a fallen log in his haste to

really sorry! We’ll just-we’re

deer, the boy’s shoes still untied and the girl clutching what appeared to be

the woods with a chorus of mortified

silence that followed

still pressed against Caleb’s back, my hands still fisted in his shirt, my cheek actually

thump of his heartbeat, could smell the clean scent of his

masculine and comforting.

both seemed to realize our position. I jerked backward like I’d been electrocuted, while he spun