Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

I heard voices at the front door. Sera’s voice, soft and uncertain. Another voice I didn’t recognize. Female.

Professional.

Setting down my coffee, I walked toward the entrance.

Emma Rodriguez stood on my doorstep.. Perfect business attire. Leather briefcase.

“Mr. Nightshadow,” she said when she spotted me. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything important.”

“What can I do for you, Emma?” I kept my voice neutral. It was Saturday evening. Seven o’clock. This better

be good.

“I brought those contract revisions. For tomorrow’s conference call.” She held up her briefcase. “I wanted to

make sure you had time to review them.”

I glanced at Sera. She was holding Lily, but something was wrong. Her shoulders were tense. Her face was too

pale. She wouldn’t meet my eyes.

“It’s Saturday night,” I pointed out.

“I know, I know. But I wanted everything to be perfect.” Emma’s smile brightened. “I take my responsibilities

very seriously.”

“I see.” I stepped closer to Sera. My hand found the small of her back automatically. “Well, thank you for

bringing them by.”

“Right. Of course.” Emma’s cheeks flushed slightly. “Have a lovely evening.”

I closed the door. Locked it. Turned to face Sera.

She was staring at the floor. Still holding Lily. Still avoiding my eyes.

“Sera.”

very professional,” Sera said quietly. “Very

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“What happened?”

But her voice

“Baby, look at me.”

her eyes. The hurt I saw there made my

I was the nanny,”

Fuck.

“She what?”

was

her. Look

Her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail. No makeup.

on her shoulder

a mother. My mate. The most

do you see when you look in

human woman who doesn’t belong

“Sera-”

was so polished, Damien. So professional. So… wolf-like. Everything I used

at herself. “Before I

voice hit me

here,” I said

“I’m fine-”

“Come here”

I reached out, cupping her face in my hands. Her skin was

are not a mess. You are not a

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don’t feel like

torture that would have killed most wolves. You protected our son when I

I can’t even answer the door

“So what?”

She blinked. “So what?”

fucking what if some assistant doesn’t recognize you immediately? So what

look like exactly what

“It’s not that simple-”

simple.” My voice was firm. Final. “You think I