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 relief from the crushing anxiety that was making it difficult to eat, sleep, or concentrate

office as if I could will it

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

staying at the mansion to

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really hungry,” I said automatically, though my stomach

subsided, but anxiety had taken its place

she said firmly, using the tone that meant she wasn’t taking no for

watching everything you

word?” Ophelia asked quietly, settling into

head, not trusting

said with fierce conviction. “Damien is

in, it’s not because he

wanted to believe her. But the silence was becoming

dawned gray and overcast, matching my mood perfectly.

ceiling and trying not to imagine all the horrible things that could have

the bedroom asking about breakfast,

truck.

eyes are all red,” he observed with typical

little bit,” I admitted, seeing no point in

about people they love.

small hand, the gesture so tender and mature that it

harder.

whispered. “Daddy always comes home.

myself together and gotten Adrian settled with breakfast,

If I could just focus on the work, on

at bay for a few more

same-no incidents, no threats,

instead it felt ominous, like the

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