Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

I sat beside Damien in the military aircraft, watching his jaw clench tighter with each radio update that

crackled through our headsets. The news kept getting worse.

“Alpha King, this is Base Commander,” came the latest transmission, barely audible over the rotor noise. “We have two more casualties coming in from the Riverside patrol. Critical condition.”

Damien’s hand found mine, his fingers intertwining with mine in a grip that was both reassuring and desperate. “How bad is it really?” I asked quietly, my voice barely carrying over the helicopter’s noise.

His silver-blue eyes met mine, and I saw the truth he’d been trying to shield me from. “Bad enough that some of the younger wolves are talking about requesting transfers to safer territories.”

The helicopter began its descent, and through the small windows, I could see the sprawling military base that had been established to guard the eastern approach to our territory. Guards who couldn’t be more than twenty-one or twenty-two stood at their posts, their faces pale and drawn with exhaustion and fear.

The moment we landed, we were surrounded by activity. Medics rushed past carrying stretchers, officers barked orders into radios, and the acrid smell of antiseptic mixed with the metallic scent of blood hung heavy

in the air.

“Alpha!” Base Commander Chen jogged toward us, his uniform pristine despite the chaos around him. He was a stern-faced man in his fifties with prematurely gray hair and eyes that had seen too much conflict. “Thank the Moon Goddess you’re here. The situation is… challenging.”

“Report,” Damien said curtly, immediately slipping into his role as military commander.

“Seventeen confirmed casualties from last night’s attacks, with three in critical condition. The rogues hit us

at three separate points within a two-hour window.”

Damien’s voice carried a dangerous edge. “Show me the wounded.”

The medical tent was a scene from a nightmare. The most seriously injured lay on cots arranged in neat rows, their bodies bearing the savage wounds that only rogue claws could inflict.

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I stopped at the first cot, where a boy who couldn’t be more than nineteen lay unconscious, his left shoulder

nearly shredded. His breathing was shallow and labored, and even from several feet away, I could smell the

infection beginning to set in.

“This is Private Williams,” the head medic, a tired-looking woman with kind eyes, explained quietly. “The

wounds are too extensive for conventional treatment, but we’re doing everything we can to keep him stable.”

next cot, where another young wolf

The rogue claws were clearly poisoned with something

anything like

around the tent.

Three who might not survive

Damien’s voice was gentle but concerned. “You don’t have to see this. Why

shifted inside me. The self-doubt

there, but it was overshadowed by something

members. I need

may, Alpha King, the morale

and some of the newer recruits

it’s suicide to patrol the border zones

troops,” I said suddenly,

stare at me. “Sera,”

out to die. They

they won’t

carefully, “I’m not sure

them,”

that followed was

I continued, gesturing toward the wounded. “The poisoned wounds, the infections,

can fix

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with alarm. “You nearly killed yourself healing

ago. Seventeen

exactly what these people need to see,” I interrupted, meeting his gaze steadily. “You want to know how I can prove I deserve to be Luna? This is how. By

walked to the first cot and

was brighter than it had ever been before, as if

as the infected wounds began to close and

felt the corresponding

in my chest, letting my life force leak out

to Corporal despite the dizziness that was already

“Luna, perhaps you should–“”

“Next,” I repeated firmly.

By the time I was working on the fifth casualty, there was a

outside the medical

nearly brought me to my knees. The

Repairing that level of damage required

the previous six casualties

enough,” Damien said, his voice rough with worry and command authority.

Step away”

swaying on my feet, and saw the terror in his