Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 97

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The silence from Damien felt like a physical weight pressing down on my chest. I sat behind his desk-our

desk-staring at the stack of reports that needed my attention, but the words kept blurring together as my

mind wandered to all the terrible possibilities that could explain his prolonged absence.

*Damien? Please, if you can hear this…* I tried the mindlink again, pushing the thought out with all the

desperate hope I could muster. The response was the same empty void.

“Luna?” Marcus’s gruff voice brought me back to the present. He was standing in the doorway with his usual

serious expression. “The morning briefing is ready whenever you are.”

I forced myself to straighten my shoulders and project the confidence everyone expected from their Luna.

“Of course. Give me just a moment.”

As Marcus left to gather the others, I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths, trying to center myself.

*He’s fine,* I told myself firmly.

But nothing about this felt normal.

The briefing went smoothly enough. Border patrols reported continued quiet-no rogue sightings, no

unusual activity, nothing that suggested any immediate threat. Everything was exactly as it should be.

So why did I feel like something was terribly wrong?

After the briefing, I retreated to the office and immediately tried the mindlink again. *Damien, I’m really

starting to worry now. Please, just let me know you’re okay.*

Silence.

no news, no contact, and no relief from the crushing anxiety that was making

will it to deliver good news through sheer

to eat something,” Ophelia said, setting a plate of soup and crackers

mansion to

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though my stomach was rumbling. The morning sickness

taken its

baby needs you to eat,” she said firmly, using the tone that meant she wasn’t taking

Adrian is watching everything you

settling into the chair

head, not trusting my voice to remain

okay, Sera,” she said with fierce conviction. “Damien

him from checking in, it’s not because

to believe her. But the silence was becoming

my mood perfectly.

to imagine all

the bedroom asking about breakfast, I

truck.

he observed with typical four-year-old bluntness.

seeing no point in lying to him. “Sometimes grown-ups cry when they’re

about people they love.

patted my arm with his small hand, the gesture

harder.

comes home. He promised he would always

together and gotten Adrian settled with breakfast, I threw myself into pack

I could just focus on

the fear at

the same-no incidents, no threats,

but instead it felt ominous, like

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