Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

135 Chapter 135

Damien’s POV 1

My fingers trembled as I unfolded the paper, the sound deafening in the quiet nursery. Adrian stood beside

me, but his voice seemed to come from underwater.

The handwriting was definitely Sera’s-that careful script I’d fallen in love with when she used to leave me

little notes in my office.

*My dearest Damien,*

*By the time you read this, I’ll be gone. Please don’t look for me. Please don’t try to bring me back. This is the

hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, but it’s the right thing. The only thing.*

My heart stopped beating. Actually stopped. The paper shook so violently in my hands I could barely make

out the words.

*I love you. God, Damien, I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love another person. You

saved me, in every way a person can be saved. You gave me Adrian, you gave me Lily, you gave me a life I

never dreamed I could have.*

*But I can’t be what you need anymore.*

“No,” I whispered, the word torn from my chest. “No, no, no.”

“Daddy?” Adrian tugged on my sleeve. “What’s wrong? Is that from Mama?”

I couldn’t answer him. Couldn’t speak. My eyes burned as I forced myself to keep reading.

*The truth is, I’m not a wolf anymore. I’m not your Luna. I’m just a broken human woman who can’t protect

beside you, can’t even attend

the party, I heard them, Damien. I heard what they really think of me.

the paper,

called Adrian and Lily “filthy half-breeds.” They said our bloodline was “tainted forever.”

was contaminating you just

11.24

1/4

part is, they’re

I snarled, my voice echoing

eyes going wide.

give our children what they

happens when someone threatens our pack and I can’t fight?

who can protect them and all I can

vision, making the words swim together. I

killed. I won’t

built.*

our beautiful, perfect children. They deserve better than a mother who will

can teach them about their wolf heritage, someone who

they shift for the first

gatherings.*

breathed, my voice breaking on her

mother.

to convince me

love isn’t enough, is it? Love doesn’t make me strong

the fact that

edge of the crib to keep from falling, the paper crumpling further in my

completed the mating bond. I’m grateful you never marked me. It means you’re

of you. Someone who can stand beside you

give you the support you need

you’re scaring me,” Adrian whispered, his small voice

him, at his worried silver-blue eyes, and felt something shatter in my

mother to Adrian and Lily. Someone strong. Someone whole. Someone

their entire lives explaining why their mother is different, why she can’t do the

11 24