Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

Something was off.

I’d been carrying this nagging feeling in my chest all morning, like a splinter I couldn’t dig out. It had started

the moment I woke up and found Sera already dressed, moving through our morning routine with that too-

bright smile she’d been wearing since yesterday.

I tried to focus on the quarterly reports spread across my desk, but the numbers kept blurring together. My

mind kept drifting back to the way Sera had kissed me goodbye this morning.

That should have been a good thing. Instead, it made me feel like I was standing on the edge of a cliff.

“Mr. Nightshadow?”

Emma’s crisp voice cut through my wandering thoughts. She stood beside my desk in another one of her

perfectly tailored suits, holding a stack of contracts that needed my attention.

She set them down with practiced efficiency. “They need your signature before the two o’clock deadline.”

I picked up my pen and started signing without really reading them. My mind was elsewhere.

“Also, I’ve rescheduled your meeting with the Seattle division,” Emma continued.

“Fine,” I muttered, scrawling my signature across another page.

She nodded quickly, gathering up the signed papers. “Is there anything else you need right now?”

“No,” I said. “That’s all for now.”

Emma hesitated at the door. “Mr. Nightshadow? If I may… you seem distracted today. Is everything alright?”

The concern in her voice sounded genuine, but it irritated me anyway.

“Everything’s fine,” I said curtly. “Just tired.”

She nodded and left, closing the door behind her with a soft click. I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my

temples, trying to ease the tension that had been building there all morning.

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probably napping

away. If anything, it was getting stronger.I glanced at my

check in. Just to hear her voice and reassure myself that

I could talk myself out of it,

three times before

voice was soft, slightly

I said, relief flooding through me at

in the background, soft baby sounds. “I’m just

my eyes, picturing Sera in the nursery rocking chair, Lily cradled against her chest. The image made warmth spread through my chest, chasing away

“Fair enough.

Boring. The usual corporate nonsense.” I spun my chair to face the window, looking out at the

“I keep getting

“By what?”

you. Always

Her voice

“Yeah?”

you. You know that,

you too, baby. More

was rustling again, Lily making contented baby noises. “I should probably let

back to work.”

not to be

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and I will

Lily for

“I will.”

The conversation had been perfectly normal.

told myself firmly. *Everything is fine. Sera is fine. Stop

trouble.*

to focus on work after that, but it was hopeless. The afternoon crawled by at a snail’s pace. Emma came and went with updates

office with that professional smile and perfect posture,

give her that. Probably more efficient than most assistants I’d had. But

Sera.

had enough. The quarterly reports could wait until tomorrow. All

to my family.

standing up and grabbing