Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The elevator ride down from Damien’s office felt surreal, like I was moving through a dream that might shatter at any moment. My hand

was clasped firmly in his, our fingers intertwined in a way that felt both completely natural and impossibly precious. Every few seconds, I

found myself stealing glances at his profile, searching for signs of the masked stranger from that magical night five years ago.

Now that I knew, I could see it everywhere. The strong line of his jaw, the way his hair caught the light, the confident set of his

shoulders. But most of all, it was his scent-that intoxicating blend of sandalwood and masculine power that had haunted my dreams for

years. How had I not recognized it immediately?

“Are you okay?” Damien asked softly as we stepped out into the parking garage, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of my hand.

I looked up at him, this man who was simultaneously a stranger and the most important person in my world, and felt tears threaten

again. “I don’t know,” I admitted honestly. “This is all so overwhelming. Five years, Damien. We missed five years.”

“But we have now,” he said, stopping beside his car to face me fully. His free hand came up to cup my cheek, and I leaned into his touch

instinctively. “We have now, and we have Adrian, and we have the rest of our lives to make up for lost time.”

“What are we going to tell Adrian?” I asked suddenly, the practical concerns finally catching up with the emotional whirlwind. “How do

we explain this to a five-year-old?”

Damien’s smile was soft and wondering. “We tell him the truth. That his daddy has been looking for him and his mommy for a very long

time, and now we’re finally together.”

When we pulled up in front of my building, I could see Adrian’s face pressed against the third-floor window, his breath fogging the glass

as he waited for me to come home. The moment he spotted us, he disappeared from view, and I knew he’d be racing down the stairs to

meet us.

Sure enough, the building’s front door burst open before we even reached it, and Adrian launched himself into my arms with the kind of

fierce enthusiasm that only children possessed.

“Mommy!” he exclaimed, wrapping his small arms around my neck. “You’re home! And Mr. Damien came with you!”

his familiar little-boy scent of soap and

and a

both of us with those

and there’s

I said, setting him down but keeping hold of his hand, “Mr. Damien and I need to talk to you about something

important”

the way it always did when he sensed

I assured him quickly.

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Ophelia was

the emotional residue that probably still showed on both

interesting morning at

my voice thick with barely contained emotion, “you’re not going to believe

us settled

focused entirely on our

serious, “do you remember how you’ve always asked

nodded solemnly. “You said

watching our son with such intensity

for us this

“Really? He was

took a deep breath, choosing my words carefully. “Do you

already putting pieces together. “And Mommy, you said my

eyes too…”

tears of pure joy. “Adrian, Mr.

daddy. Your real daddy.”

moment, Adrian just stared at us both, his small face cycling through

as if speaking too

I confirmed,

nearly knocked him off the couch. Small arms wrapped around

they could manage, and I heard my son’s muffled voice say, “I knew

up to wrap around Adrian, and the expression on his face-overwhelming love mixed with five

buried my face in my hands and sobbed, releasing all the pain and longing

carried for so

are you crying?” Adrian asked, pulling back

baby,” I managed through my sobs. “These are the

Daddy?” Adrian asked, trying out the word

emotion he could barely speak.

had been watching from the kitchen doorway with tears in

need to upgrade my ‘World’s Best Godmother’ mug to include ‘and

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