Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

The hospital room felt like a fucking tomb.

I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows, my hands pressed against the cold glass hard enough to leave

fingerprints, watching the city sprawl below me in blissful ignorance while my entire world lay motionless

behind me. Three days. Three goddamn days of listening to machines beep and doctors mumble excuses and

watching my mate waste away in that sterile white bed like she was already dead.

She wasn’t dead. She couldn’t be dead. I would feel it if she were dead, wouldn’t I? The mate bond would

snap, Alex would howl himself into madness, something would break inside me that could never be repaired.

But right now, that bond felt like a whisper. Like trying to hear someone calling through a blizzard.

“Fuck!” The word exploded from my chest with enough violence to rattle the windows, and I spun away from

the view to stare at the woman who held my entire existence in her small, still hands.

Sera looked like a broken doll someone had carefully arranged on white sheets. Her dark hair spread across

the pillow like spilled ink, and her skin was so pale it was almost translucent. The monitors surrounding her

bed beeped their steady rhythm-heart rate stable, oxygen levels normal, brain activity present but abnormal

-but none of those clinical measurements could tell me what I really needed to know.

When was she coming back to me?

What if healing seventeen people had been too much? What if she’d poured out so much of herself that there

wasn’t enough left to wake up?

The door opened with a soft click, and I turned to see one of the doctors entering with her ever-present tablet and carefully neutral expression. She was the head of supernatural medicine, supposedly the best in the region, but after three days of “we’re monitoring the situation” and “this is unprecedented,” I was ready to

throw her and her entire team out the window.

“Any changes?” I asked, though I knew the answer. If there had been changes, they would have called me immediately.

remain stable, but there’s

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consulting her tablet like it might

and I saw her unconsciously

brain activity suggests she’s not in

“Get out.”

blinked at me in

OUT!” I roared, my Alpha dominance flooding the

you! Get out and

instead of more fucking

the room, leaving me alone with the electronic symphony of Sera’s

my

chair, burying my face in my hands as

behind. What kind of Alpha King was I? What kind of mate? I commanded the loyalty

territory spanning half the continent, had power

the

I whispered her name like a prayer, reaching out to take her

was no response to my touch. No flutter of eyelids, no gentle

fingers. Nothing.

again, and I looked up to see Lucas entering with two cups of coffee and

my shadow for the past three

trying to hold my world together

said quietly, offering me one of the cups. “Word

processing his

to formally present Sera to

my equal, my

finally, my voice deadly quiet. “Anyone who has a problem with

sure Alex

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my face with the careful attention of someone who’d known me long enough to recognize when I was about to do something

asked finally. “Damien, you

that the chair nearly toppled backward.

a more