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!”

dropped to the ground just in

into my arms.

my chest. “Oh

small hands cupping

me

inside me

voice came out strangled. “What did

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bounced in my arms with excitement. “She was right there! Just

looks exactly like you

heart started pounding for an entirely different reason. “Lily… baby… you couldn’t

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

knew!”

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

me all the time! Black hair

Fuck.

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

even

eyes,” I said carefully. “You probably just saw someone who looked

louder. More insistent. “It

to me.” I set her down gently, kneeling so we were eye level.

reminded you of her.”

exactly right!” Lily’s bottom lip started to tremble. “And she smelled pretty! Like flowers and

made me

painfully. “What did she smell

like jasmine!” Lily’s face scrunched up with concentration. “That’s what Mrs. Betty has in her garden! And rain! She

jasmine and rain!”

Oh God.

scent. But she already lost that,

shaking. “Lily. Look at me. Look

her own filling

this woman?”

corner!” She pointed back the way she’d come. “By the street with

Two blocks

you?” My voice was getting

nodded. “She was really nice! Her voice was all soft and pretty. And she knelt down

so pretty! Deeper than

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