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.”

and Lucas seem very

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

meaning to have a word

dropped.

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

down, building families. Even my great-nephew finally

lovely

have this conversation. Not

of what

“Henry, I appreciate.”

business,” the older

But a strong alpha needs a strong luna by his side. The

I thought my teeth might crack. “The pack expects what,

bloodlines, strong offspring, all

probably thought was a conspiratorial whisper. “Between you and

mate scent on you. Are you having trouble

the throat and explain exactly why there

looking for a mate right now,” I said

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

been making quite

breeding…”

the edges. “What did

dangerous shift in my mood. “The

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made grown wolves show their necks. “I already have a

blinked in confusion.

word precise and deadly. “I have a wife. I have

with anyone

way you won’t enjoy.”

as he finally registered the alpha power radiating from me. The air around us seemed

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

“I didn’t mean any

don’t give any.”

toward the terrace doors. Sera had been out there

conversation had reached

French doors, I realized something

too many people gathered on the terrace. Too

hear something that made

Quiet, strained, trying to

with enough force to send several

The sharp

scattered across the stone. And there, in the

Sera.

champagne, her hair hanging in wet

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

reflexes and strength

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