Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Damien’s POV 1

I shoved through the crowd like a man possessed.

Bodies pressed against me from all sides. Drunk. High on violence. Too fucking slow to move.

“Get out of my way!” The words came out as a growl. My Alpha command bleeding through even though these humans wouldn’t

understand it.

Some instinct made them scatter anyway.

Good. Smart. Because I wasn’t stopping for anyone.

I hit the stage at a run. Vaulted over the ropes. My feet hit the blood–slicked canvas and nearly slipped.

Her blood. That was her blood on the canvas.

My vision went red.

The crowd noise shifted. Confusion. Shock. Outrage.

“Hey! You can’t-”

“Security! Someone get security!”

“Who the fuck is that guy?”

I didn’t hear the rest. Didn’t care. Every cell in my body was screaming one thing.

*Find her. Find our mate. NOW.*

The exit she’d gone through was to my left. A narrow door marked “AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY” in faded red letters.

I grabbed the handle. Locked.

The metal crumpled in my grip like tissue paper. The entire lock mechanism tore free from the doorframe. The door swung open with a

screech of tortured hinges.

The hallway beyond was dim. Narrow. Claustrophobic. The kind of place my mate had been living in for three fucking years.

The smell hit me immediately. Blood. Sweat. Fear. Desperation. The stench of violence and broken dreams.

My chest cracked open. Every emotion I’d been holding back for three years came flooding through at once.

Relief. Rage, Joy. Terror. Love so fierce it physically hurt.

My wolf surged. Clawing at my insides. Demanding to break free.

*Let me out! Our mate needs us!*

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“Not yet,” I growled out loud. “Not yet.”

*She’s hurt! I can smell her blood! Let me OUT!*

“I said not yet!”

hands were shaking. When had

on both sides. Locker rooms. Storage. Supply closets.

One after another. Slamming them open hard enough

Empty. Cleaning

made the

Made

my wolf more frantic.

she? WHERE

My voice echoed down the corridor.

Just the distant roar of the crowd and the pounding

rage hit me like a

chest.

drywall like it was cardboard. Then through the support beam

Dust exploded.

it again.

tore from my throat.

knuckles were bleeding now. Good. I welcomed the

have known!” The words exploded out of me. “I should have found her! I should

me. Stronger now. So

was her blood I was

off running. Down the hallway. Following that scent like a

the handle. Twisted so hard the metal

Locked.

flew off

Not empty.

One on the floor. One kneeling beside

in me went

down. Everything crystal clear

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man kneeling was older, Weathered face. Strong hands. Those hands were on her shoulders. On my mate’s

Touching her.

Touching what was MINE.

the surface. My claws extended

was trying to take me.

it

away from her.” The words came out distorted. Half–growl.

up. His

“Who the fuck-”

question. Moving faster than any human could track. My hand locked

clean

uselessly in the

tightened. Claws piercing skin. Drawing blood. “Get. Away.

wrist.

Die. Die for touching her. Die for being here while she suffered. Die

“Can’t–breathe-” he choked out.

Tried to pull me

through slowly. Too slowly. Like they had to travel through miles of rage and

grip. His face was nearly purple now. Eyes bulging. Veins standing out on his forehead.

where my claws

him. He dropped to the floor like a sack of rocks.

“You’re–insane-” he wheezed.

I was.