Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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.”

Riley and Lucas

indeed. Reminds me of myself at that age.” His pale blue eyes

meaning to have a

dropped.

status, of course!” Henry gestured around the crowded ballroom.

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

that lovely girl of

want to have this conversation. Not tonight. Not when Sera was somewhere

crying because of

“Henry, I appreciate.”

you’ve been focused on pack business,” the older man continued, clearly not interested in

needs a

clenched so tight I thought my teeth

mating, of course! Pure bloodlines, strong offspring, all the

voice dropping to what he probably thought

no mate scent on you. Are you having

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

for a mate

“Every alpha needs a luna. It’s the natural order of things.

has been making quite an impression tonight. Intelligent,

breeding…”

red around the edges.

shift in my mood. “The kind of

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dropped to that lethal whisper that made grown

confusion.

have a mate,” I repeated, each word precise and deadly. “I have a wife. I have two children.

some ‘practical arrangement’ with

way you won’t enjoy.”

registered the alpha power radiating from me.

violence, and I

course,” he stammered. “I

give

word, I turned and stalked toward the terrace doors.

for polite conversation had

the French doors,

people gathered on the terrace. Too

something that made my blood

trying to calm

the crowd with enough force to

with this scene. The

crystal scattered across the stone. And there, in the center of

Sera.

puddle of champagne, her hair hanging in wet

She was trying to push herself up but kept slipping on the wet

and strength