Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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90 Chapter 90

Seraphina’s POV 1

The peaceful moment in the garden was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps on the gravel path.

Lucas appeared around the corner of the main building, his expression grim and his usually perfect posture

slightly disheveled.

“Damien,” he called out, his voice carrying the urgency that meant bad news. “We need to talk. Now.”

Damien immediately shifted into his Alpha King mode, his entire demeanor changing from the gentle mate

who’d been listening to my theories to the commanding leader his pack needed him to be. But his hand

remained on mine, a small anchor of comfort in what was clearly about to become a difficult conversation.

“What happened?” Damien asked, rising from the bench but keeping me close to his side.

Lucas’s eyes flicked to me briefly. The hesitation lasted only a moment before he seemed to remember that I

was no longer the omega assistant who needed to be protected from pack business.

“Three more patrols hit in the past six hours,” Lucas reported, his voice tight with frustration. “Same pattern

as before-coordinated strikes designed to inflict maximum casualties without engaging in prolonged

combat. We’ve got eight more warriors down, and morale is starting to crack.”

I felt my stomach clench with anxiety. “How bad are the injuries?” I asked, already starting to rise from the

bench.

“They’re being treated,” Lucas assured me, though his expression softened slightly at my obvious concern.

“The medical team is doing everything they can. What we need now is a strategy to stop this from happening

again.”

Damien ran his free hand through his hair. “Have the patrols been able to track the rogues back to their

base?”

“That’s the problem,” Lucas said, his frustration evident. “These aren’t random attacks. The rogues are hitting our patrols and then vanishing into the wilderness like ghosts. Our tracking teams can follow their scent for maybe half a mile before the trail goes completely cold.”

“Magic?” I suggested.

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grimly. “Or they’re just better at covering their tracks

something began to crystallize in my mind. The pattern Lucas was describing, the careful way

I’d read about during my

looking at this wrong?” I said suddenly, interrupting

schedules.

at me with expressions of polite attention that I could tell were masking some doubt. I was still

thought about it, the more convinced I became that I was

could hear in his voice that he was genuinely interested

than just humoring me.

up from the bench, needing to pace as

began, my mind racing as the pieces fell into place.

to exhaust your resources.”

frowned. “What

I saw the strategy more

other duties to

You’re spreading your forces thinner and

eyes were sharp with interest

what happened in the corporate raids I studied

to acquire a smaller one, they don’t always make a

bid.”

trying to destabilize our border defenses,” Lucas

dawn

so desperate to

it-if you keep reinforcing the border patrols, eventually you’ll have to weaken your defenses somewhere else. The capital,

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way he did when he

our border defenses,” he said quietly. “They’re

opening

a rush of satisfaction at having my analysis taken seriously. “The border attacks are a

target is

nodding now. “It would explain why they’re so careful not

about it?” Damien asked,

was

best way to deal with a manipulation was to

I said carefully.

men stared at me in confusion, and I could practically see

out,” I said quickly, raising my hands to forestall their protests. “What if we pulled back most

had been so effective that

coverage?”

voice carrying the tone of someone trying not to

leave our borders completely

conviction growing stronger as