Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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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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agreed grimly. “Or they’re just better at covering

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

read about during

if you’re looking at this wrong?” I said suddenly, interrupting their discussion

schedules.

some doubt. I was still new to this whole alpha thing, still finding

about it, the

I could hear in his voice that he

than just humoring me.

from the bench, needing to pace as I organized my thoughts. “The rogues aren’t

I began, my mind racing as

to exhaust your resources.”

frowned. “What do

about it,” I continued, my excitement growing as I saw the strategy more clearly. “Every time they hit

other duties to

forces thinner and thinner trying to

silver-blue eyes were sharp with interest now.

happened in the corporate raids I studied

a smaller one, they don’t always

bid.”

our border

beginning to dawn in his

think they’re trying to make you so desperate to stop

you’ll have to weaken your defenses somewhere

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way he did when he was processing

trying to break through our border defenses,”

opening somewhere

felt a rush of satisfaction at having my analysis taken seriously. “The

real target is probably

now. “It would explain why they’re so

we do about it?” Damien asked, and the fact that

knowing that what I was about to propose

the best way to deal with a

what they think they want,” I said carefully. “We make them believe their strategy is

in confusion, and I could practically see the objections

hands to forestall their protests. “What if we pulled

had been

coverage?”

carefully, his voice carrying the tone of someone

would leave our borders

said, my conviction growing stronger as I thought through the details. “We