Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The command center buzzed with controlled tension as dawn broke over the eastern border. I stood beside

Damien at the central tactical display, watching dozens of red dots move across the digital map like predators

circling their prey. Each dot represented a scout position, carefully hidden among the trees and rocky

outcroppings that dotted our territorial boundary.

Twenty-four hours had passed since we’d implemented my strategy, and my nerves felt stretched tighter

than a bowstring.

“Still no movement from the main rogue force,” Lucas reported from his position at the communications

console, his voice carrying the exhaustion we all felt after maintaining this vigil through the night. “But our

scouts are reporting increased chatter from the smaller groups. They’re definitely taking the bait.”

I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly grateful for the thick sweater I’d thrown on. The command

center was kept deliberately cool to prevent the electronic equipment from overheating, but the chill seemed

to seep into my bones as we waited for our gamble to either pay off spectacularly or fail catastrophically.

“Second thoughts?” Damien asked quietly, his voice pitched low enough that only I could hear it.

I looked up at him, taking in the lines of stress around his silver-blue eyes, the way his jaw was clenched with

barely controlled tension.

“No,” I said firmly, though my heart was hammering against my ribs.

“Alpha,” came a crackling voice through the radio, urgent but controlled. “This is Scout Team Seven. We’ve got

movement on the northern ridge. Large group, maybe forty rogues, approaching what they think is an

undefended section.”

The entire command center went silent except for the electronic hum of equipment. Damien moved to the radio with fluid grace, his entire demeanor shifting into the commanding presence that had made him the most powerful Alpha King in living memory.

“Copy, Scout Seven. Maintain concealment and report when they begin crossing into our territory.”

My hands were shaking slightly as I watched the tactical display update with new information. Forty rogues

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a normal patrol,

they encountered serious resistance.

new contacts appeared. “Look at the

joined us at the display, his sharp eyes analyzing

territorial occupation,” he said slowly, understanding dawning in

for rapid

Team Three. We have eyes on a

Approximately thirty rogues,

the confirmation,” I murmured. “Multiple simultaneous probes to force

tactical mind racing ahead to the next phase of

concealment until further orders. Do

of the younger officers, “shouldn’t we be

deeper into our

them think they’ve succeeded,” Damien said firmly. “Everyone hold position and trust

an eternity. I watched the red dots on our

rogues who thought they were

me to send our warriors after them, to stop the invasion before

momentum.

reported, their voice tight with barely controlled excitement. “The northern group has reached the decoy supply depot. They’re… they’re not taking anything. They’re just observing

notes.”

rush of vindication so intense it made me dizzy.

Three reports similar activity at

we spring the

of our plan unfolded with military precision that

his people. Hidden

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likely retreat routes were armed and ready. Concealed warriors moved

leaving the

directly through our

Mousetrap,” Damien commanded through the radio.

interrogation. Disable, don’t

growing excitement

months of reactive defense, we were finally taking control of the

is beginning their withdrawal,” Scout Team Seven

route, just like

back,” confirmed Scout Team Three. “They’re moving fast, but they’re

least resistance

coordinated retreat that would lead both rogue groups

proceeding exactly as I had predicted, but

go wrong at