Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 180

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Damien’s POV

Panic.

Pure, undiluted panic flooded every cell in my b

ody.

“LILY!” My voice tore through the bakery. “LILY!”

The cupcake box hit the floor. Frosting exploded across the tiles in a purple and pink mess. I didn’t care.

“Where is she?” I grabbed Betty’s shoulders. Too hard. My claws were extending. “WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?”

“I–I don’t know!” Betty’s eyes went wide with fear. “She was just here! Right behind you!”

I released her and spun toward the door. My wolf was surging beneath my skin, threatening to break free right here in this human

bakery.

*Find her. Find our pup. NOW.*

Alex’s voice in my head was feral. Desperate. Every protective instinct screaming.

I burst through the door onto the sidewalk. The street was busy. Too many people. Too many scents mixing together.

But there–beneath the exhaust and perfume and a thousand other smells–I caught it.

Lily’s scent. That unique combination of baby shampoo and the lavender soap and something purely her.

I followed it like a bloodhound. Down the sidewalk. Around the corner. My heart hammering so hard I thought my ribs might crack.

*Please. Please let her be okay. Please let her be safe.*

Then I saw her.

Running toward me on those mismatched shoes. Pigtails bouncing. Face streaked with tears but lit up with something that looked like

pure joy.

“DADDY!”

me so violently my knees almost buckled. I dropped to the ground just in time to catch her

into my arms.

her against my chest. “Oh my

small hands cupping my

hit me

inside me went completely

came out strangled. “What

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right there! Just standing on the

exactly like

an entirely different reason.

Her face was so earnest. So certain. “I was looking at the

knew!”

voice calm. Gentle. “You’ve never met Mama. You don’t

insisted. “You tell me all the time! Black hair and green eyes and the most beautiful smile in

Fuck.

I’d been keeping Sera alive in bedtime stories and whispered memories. Making

her mother even though

hair and green eyes,” I

Lily’s voice got louder. More insistent. “It was

her down gently, kneeling so we were eye level. “Mama isn’t here. She’s far away. You just saw

reminded you of her.”

tremble. “And she smelled pretty!

me feel

tightened painfully. “What did she

“That’s what Mrs. Betty has in

jasmine and rain!”

Oh God.

she already lost that, how could

hands started shaking. “Lily. Look at me.

met my eyes, her

did you see this woman?” I asked. “Where

back the way she’d come.

Two

you?” My voice was getting rougher. Harder to

nodded. “She was really nice! Her voice was all soft and pretty. And she knelt down to talk to me like you do. And her

were so pretty! Deeper than mine. Like green glass! Like the

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