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.

door

Caleb said, his hand finding my shoulder as disappointment crashed over me. “The

been the same since.”

of all the lost

told the story of a community slowly dying-half the houses were

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

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The ones who remained either couldn’t afford

to abandon their

patch of woods that served as a shortcut back to his neighborhood when

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, making my

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

back, my hands fisting in his shirt

they’d been shot from a cannon-a young couple, maybe college-aged,

wearing

girl shrieked, frantically trying to button her shirt while hopping on one foot as she

think anyone else was out

red-faced and struggling with his inside-out t-shirt, nearly tripped over a fallen log in his

really sorry! We’ll just-we’re

us like startled deer, the boy’s shoes still untied and

woods with a

that

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

blades. I could feel the rapid thump of his heartbeat, could smell the clean

masculine and comforting.

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