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 a pack function without humiliating

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

around the paper, crumpling the

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

contaminating you just

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the worst part is, they’re not

wrong,” I snarled, my

going wide.

can’t give

Breakable. What happens when someone threatens our pack

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

making the words swim together.

killed. I won’t be the weak

built.*

They deserve better than a mother

They deserve someone who can teach them about their wolf heritage, someone who

them when they shift for the first

gatherings.*

I breathed, my voice breaking

Luna for a mother. Not some broken human pretending

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

is it? Love doesn’t make me strong

Love doesn’t change the fact that I’m a burden now instead of

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

the mating bond. I’m grateful

who can stand beside

support you

whispered, his small

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

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

why their mother is

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