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

to them discuss patrol routes and defensive strategies, something began to crystallize in my

about

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

schedules.

at me with expressions of polite attention that I could tell were masking some

I thought about it, the more convinced I became

said, and I could hear in his voice that he was genuinely interested in my perspective

than just humoring me.

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

maximum casualties,” I began, my mind

to exhaust your resources.”

“What

about it,” I continued, my excitement growing as I saw

warriors from other duties to

and thinner

silver-blue eyes were sharp with interest now. “Go

what happened in the corporate raids I studied in

a smaller one, they don’t always make a direct

bid.”

rogues are trying to destabilize our border defenses,” Lucas said slowly,

dawn

so desperate to stop the attacks

“Think about it-if you keep reinforcing the border patrols, eventually you’ll have to weaken

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he did

not trying to break through our border defenses,” he said quietly. “They’re

opening somewhere

satisfaction at having my analysis taken seriously. “The border attacks

real target is probably something

“It would explain why they’re so careful not to engage in

Damien asked, and the fact that he

deep breath, knowing that what I was about to propose would

way to deal with a manipulation

give them what they think they want,” I said carefully. “We make them believe

in confusion, and I could practically see the objections forming in

forestall their protests. “What if we pulled back most

like the attacks had been so effective that we couldn’t

coverage?”

Lucas said carefully, his voice carrying the tone of

would leave

growing stronger as I thought through the details. “We pull