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

can’t lead beside you, can’t even attend a pack function without

the party, I heard them, Damien. I heard what

around the paper,

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

contaminating you just by standing next

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the worst part is, they’re

fucking wrong,” I snarled, my voice echoing off the nursery

wide. “Daddy? You said

need. I can’t give our children what they

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

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

making the words swim

gets someone killed. I

built.*

children… God, our beautiful, perfect children. They deserve better than a

teach them about their wolf heritage, someone who

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

gatherings.*

I breathed, my voice breaking

a real Luna for a mother.

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

enough, is it? Love doesn’t make me strong enough to protect them. Love

that

of the crib to keep from falling, the paper crumpling further

I’m grateful you never marked me. It means you’re

someone worthy of you. Someone who

the support you need to

me,” Adrian whispered, his small voice cutting through

worried silver-blue eyes, and felt something shatter in

can be a real mother to Adrian and Lily. Someone strong. Someone whole. Someone

their mother is different, why

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