Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV

The door to my apartment slammed shut behind me.

1 pressed my back against it, sliding down until I hit the floor. My hands were shaking. My whole body was shaking.

I couldn’t breathe.

The image was burned into my brain. Damien. Standing there with *her*. That woman with the perfect smile and the perfect dress and

the perfect everything. The way she’d touched his arm. The way she’d looked at Lily and Adrian like they were already hers.

My children.

*Breathe, Sera. Just breathe.*

But I couldn’t. My chest felt like someone had reached inside and crushed my lungs into powder.

The tears came hot and fast, streaming down my face before I could stop them. I wrapped my arms around my knees and let myself

break apart right there on the floor.

Damien had moved on.

Of course he had. What did I expect? That he’d wait forever for a wife who’d abandoned him and their children? That he’d spend the rest

of his life alone, pining for someone who wasn’t good enough for him in the first place?

The woman flashed through my mind again. Pretty. Poised. Put–together. Everything I wasn’t.

God, she’d probably been waiting for me to leave. Probably saw me as the obstacle between her and everything she wanted.

*Stop it. Stop torturing yourself.*

But I couldn’t stop. My brain kept replaying every detail. The way Damien had stood next to her. The way they’d walked together toward

that expensive car. Had they looked comfortable together? Happy? 1

Did he love her?

The thought sent a fresh wave of pain through my chest, so sharp I actually gasped.

I pressed my hands over my mouth to muffle the sob that tore out of me. The neighbors didn’t need to hear me falling apart. Again.

Lily and Adrian. Where were they?

Were they at home? With a nanny? Or were they *there*, at that party, and I’d just missed them?

Were they okay?

stomach like acid. Adrian would be eight now. Did

obsessed with?

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years old. She’d been a baby when I left. A tiny, perfect baby

even

my knees tighter to my chest,

one with the perfect smile–what if she was their stepmother now? What if she was tucking them in at night? Reading them bedtime stories? Kissing their foreheads

was mean to them when Damien wasn’t

feet and barely made it to the

on the cold tile, my forehead pressed against the toilet seat,

deep and

with her? New babies.

and Lily the same way? Or would they

broken past?

Stop thinking

myself up and splashed cold water on my face. My reflection in the mirror looked like death. Eyes swollen and red. Hair

thrown away everything good in her life and was

couch. My apartment

empty

left. Adrian’s first day of school. Lily’s first blink. The

waist, both kids grinning at the

We’d looked so happy.

Before I ruined everything.

miss them. God, I

Physical. Like someone had taken a knife and carved out everything vital

throat was raw and my head pounded and my eyes

I

lay there on the couch, staring at

already forgotten about

the best,* some rational part of my brain whispered.

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didn’t feel better.

sunlight streaming through the windows and

barely move.

phone said

for over