Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

The morning air was crisp as we made our way deeper into the borderlands, our boots crunching softly

against the fallen leaves that carpeted the forest floor. Three days into our reconnaissance mission, and I was

already missing Sera with an intensity that caught me off guard.

*Focus, Damien.* I shook my head, trying to push away the image of her sleepy smile from this morning

when I’d kissed her goodbye. The way she’d looked in our bed, her dark hair spread across the pillows, one

hand unconsciously resting on her still-flat belly where our child was growing.

“Alpha?” Lucas fell into step beside me, his voice low enough that the six warriors behind us couldn’t hear.

“The tracks we found yesterday are definitely fresh. Rogues were here within the last forty-eight hours.”

I nodded, forcing my attention back to the task at hand. “How many?”

“At least a dozen, maybe more. They’re being careful about covering their trail, but…” He paused, glancing

around at the dense pine trees surrounding us. “Something feels off. The pattern doesn’t match what we’ve

seen before.”

“What kind of pattern?”

really moving with any particular purpose.” He crouched down, pointing to a set

this. They’re circling,

my satellite phone, checking

base, which meant I could contact Sera if needed. The thought eased some of the tension in

chest.

unmistakable tone of

had our gear secured and were heading deeper into the forest, following the rogue

first day had been almost pleasant clear skies, good visibility, and the comfortable

mission. We’d found evidence of rogue activity, yes, but nothing that seemed immediately threatening. I’d even managed to contact

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made the distance between us

third day,

before dawn, thick and unnatural, clinging to the forest

twenty feet, and even my enhanced senses struggled to

the unnatural mist.

tight with barely controlled panic. “I

barely see you.”

fear creeping into the voices of the other warriors as they called out

formation in the disorienting white void that

cutting through the fog with

circle. Hold positions.”

chemical scent that made