131 Chapter 131

Seraphina’s POV 1

The house felt too quiet when we finally made it home.

Damien carried me straight upstairs, setting me down gently in our bedroom like I was made of spun glass. My champagne-soaked dress clung uncomfortably to my skin, and I could still feel tiny shards of crystal

embedded in my hair.

“Let me help you out of that,” he said softly, his fingers already reaching for the zipper at my back.

I caught his hands, stopping him. “I can manage.”

“Sera-”

“I’m fine, Damien. Really.” I forced what I hoped was a convincing smile. “It was just an accident. People spill

things at parties all the time.”

His silver-blue eyes searched my face, and I could see he didn’t believe me for a second. But after a moment,

he nodded.

“I’ll check on the kids,” he said. “Make sure they got settled okay.”

“That sounds good.”

He lingered in the doorway for a moment, like he wanted to say something else. Then he was gone, his

footsteps echoing down the hallway.

I peeled off the ruined dress and dropped it in the hamper, then stood under the shower until the water ran

cold. But no amount of soap could wash away the memory of those whispers, those stares, the look of pity on

Emma’s face.

*Their children must be filthy half-breeds.*

*What kind of mate loses their wolf?*

*The bloodline will be tainted forever.*

By the time I emerged from the bathroom in my pajamas, Damien was back. He’d changed into sweatpants

still damp from his own

settling on the edge of the bed. “Lily went down without a fuss.

were perfect angels all

running a brush through my wet hair with mechanical precision. “I’m glad

fun.”

but firm. “We

hand stilled on the brush. “What’s

could see his reflection

on my shoulders,

bitter. “Apparently, the pack expects me to find someone with

clattered to the vanity top as my

“What?”

face him, wrapping my arms around myself like armor. “Maybe they’re right, Damien.

do need someone better.”

“Don’t you dare

people said.”

words tumbled out faster than I could stop them. “They weren’t wrong,

I can’t even attend a party without

is my mate. The mother of my children. The woman I love more than my

“A weak, ordinary human who can’t give you what

give me everything

I wanted to believe him. But the voices from tonight wouldn’t stop

said quietly, pulling away from his touch.

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moment, then

“Sure.”

careful distance between us, like we were both afraid of what might happen if

evened out after about twenty minutes, but I lay there

mind racing.

sure he was deeply asleep, I turned onto my

looked powerful. The line of his shoulders under

relaxed and peaceful in

Perfect. Everything an

I was

little voice in my head

give him strong children and help lead the

out of bed as quietly as I could, padding barefoot down the hallway

pushed it

twin bed, one arm flung

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