Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

Caleb Morrison stood in the doorway, his expression nothing but genuine confusion. But I could see through it. I had to see through it.

“Damien?” He tilted his head, brows furrowed like he was trying to solve a puzzle. “What are you doing here? Why would you think I

know where Sera is?”

“Don’t.” The word came out like gravel. “Don’t fucking lie to me, Caleb. I heard her. I heard a woman’s voice.”

My whole body was shaking–every muscle wound tight, ready to explode. Three weeks. Three goddamn weeks of searching of lying to everyone about where my mate had gone.

“A woman’s voice?” Caleb’s confusion looked so real it made me want to scream. “Damien, that was probably just the TV. We were

watching-”

“BULLSHIT!” I slammed my fist against the doorframe. The wood splintered under my knuckles. “You think I don’t know what I heard?

You think I wouldn’t recognize-”

“Recognize what?” He spread his hands, the picture of innocence. “Man, I don’t know what you think you heard, but there’s no one here

except my parents and me.”

“Then let me in.” I moved forward, but he held his ground. “Let me in and prove it.”

“Damien, you can’t just—”

“Watch me.” My alpha power exploded outward like a shockwave. The air itself seemed to vibrate with the force of it. “Let me in, Caleb. Let me search your house. Or are you going to stand there and tell me you have something to hide?”

I watched his body respond to the command–shoulders tensing, breathing shallow, his wolf recognizing the authority of a superior

alpha. But his face… his face showed nothing but concern.

“Of course you can come in,” he said, stepping aside. “But I’m telling you, there’s no one here.”

I pushed past him, my senses on high alert, searching for any trace of her. That scent–jasmine and rain–I knew it was here. I could feel

it in my bones.

“SERA!” My voice boomed through the house, desperate and raw. “SERA, I KNOW YOU’RE HERE!”

the kitchen, wiping flour–dusted hands on her apron. Behind

“Caleb, who

past her, throwing open doors, checking corners.

voice rose with genuine alarm. “Young man, there’s no

was still warm–two indentations in the cushions like people had been sitting there moments ago. But

fuck was she

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going crazy? Had I imagined

have.

the stairs three at a time, my heart hammering so hard it hurt. Bedrooms. She had

voice followed me up.

Master bedroom–too

Guest room.

in the doorway, my

bed was made with obsessive precision. A woman’s cardigan draped over the chair–simple, practical, but the

dresser, a hairbrush with strands of

demanded, whirling to face Caleb, who’d

said. “That’s just… we keep it ready for

to the closet, threw it open. A few

clothes behind?”

things my mom keeps around.” Caleb’s mother appeared behind Caleb, breathless from the stairs.

that size, and

one of the shirts, brought it to my

bed. Behind the door. Opened every drawer, every cabinet, searching for something–anything–that proved

been here.

Nothing.

Caleb’s voice was gentle, pitying. “Man, she’s

my hands shaking. Had I been wrong? Was my desperate mind playing tricks on

a

again, softer now. “We were watching

I find her. Not until

going through this. I truly am. But we can’t

we know nothing about.”

I didn’t care anymore that I was begging. “Please, if you know anything–if she’s contacted you, if you’ve seen

need to know