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

children, can’t lead beside you, can’t even

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

hands clenched around the paper, crumpling the

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

I was contaminating you just

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the worst part is,

snarled, my

eyes going wide. “Daddy? You said

what you need. I can’t give our children what they need. I’m human now,

happens when someone threatens our pack and

children need a mother who can protect them and all I can do is hide behind

words swim together. I blinked them away

killed. I won’t be the weak

built.*

children. They deserve

back. They deserve someone who can teach them about their

they shift for the first time, someone who won’t embarrass them

gatherings.*

my voice breaking on her

for a mother. Not some broken

say I’m wrong. I know you’ll try to convince me that I’m enough,

make me

fact that I’m a burden now instead of a

grabbed the edge of the crib to keep

mating bond. I’m grateful you never marked me. It

of you. Someone who can stand beside you as

you the support you

whispered, his small voice cutting through my

at him, at his worried silver-blue

can be a real mother to Adrian and

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

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