Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Damien’s POV 1

The moment Sera walked away from me, something in my chest went tight and cold. I watched her push

through the crowd toward the terrace doors, her shoulders rigid with the kind of tension that meant she was

barely holding herself together.

*Fuck.*

I wanted to follow her. Every instinct I had was screaming at me to go after her, to pull her into my arms and

fix whatever was broken. But she’d asked me not to follow, and I’d learned to respect that request over the past few months.

Even when it killed me.

“Damien?” Emma’s voice pulled my attention back to the immediate disaster. She was standing there looking

mortified, her perfect composure finally cracked. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-I had no idea she was your

mate. I just assumed—”

“You assumed wrong,” I said flatly, not bothering to hide the ice in my

voice.

Emma flinched. “Of course. I can see that now. It’s just, without the mate bond scent, I thought–“”

“Stop talking.”

The words came out with enough alpha authority to make her step back involuntarily, her wolf instinctively

recognizing the danger she was in. Smart woman.

I was about to go after Sera when a familiar voice interrupted.

“Damien, my boy!”

I turned to see Henry approaching, one of the pack’s most senior members and Lucas’s great-uncle. The old

man was built like a linebacker despite being in his seventies, his silver hair perfectly groomed and his

expensive suit tailored to accommodate his still-impressive frame.

“Henry.” I forced a smile, though it felt like my face might crack from the effort. “Good to see you.”

“Likewise, son, likewise.” He clapped me on the shoulder with enough force to stagger a normal human.

“Beautiful party, isn’t it? Young love and all that.”

Lucas seem

Reminds me of myself at that age.”

I’ve been meaning to have a word with you about your own

dropped.

status, of course!” Henry gestured

off, settling down, building families. Even my great-nephew

lovely

want to have this conversation.

of what

“Henry, I appreciate.”

pack business,” the older man continued,

“And that’s admirable. But a strong alpha needs a strong luna by his side. The pack expects

my teeth might crack.

proper mating, of course! Pure bloodlines, strong offspring,

what he probably thought was a conspiratorial

mate scent on you. Are you having trouble finding

by the throat and explain exactly why there was no mate scent

mate right now,” I

needs a luna. It’s

say, that Rodriguez girl has been making quite an impression

breeding…”

around the

dangerous shift in my mood. “The kind of female who could be both luna and business partner. Very practical

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dropped to that lethal whisper that made grown wolves show their necks. “I already

old man blinked in confusion. “You do? But

repeated, each word precise and deadly. “I have a wife. I

them for some ‘practical arrangement’ with anyone

way you won’t enjoy.”

alpha power radiating from me.

barely contained violence, and I saw several nearby guests step back

“I didn’t mean

give any.”

I turned and stalked toward the terrace doors. Sera had been out there too

conversation had reached its absolute

doors,

many people gathered on the terrace. Too many voices

hear something that made my blood turn to

voice. Quiet, strained, trying to calm

with enough force to send several guests stumbling, my

The sharp smell of spilled champagne.

crystal scattered across the stone. And there,

Sera.

in a puddle of champagne, her hair hanging in wet strands around her face,

up

reflexes and

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