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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 | could see through it. |

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 |

know where Sera is?”

“Don’t.” The word cout like gravel. “Don’t fucking lie to me, Caleb. | heard her. | 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 madewant to scream. “Damien, that was probably

just the TV. We were

watching-”

“BULLSHIT!” | slammed my fist against the doorframe. The wood splintered under my knuckles. “You think | don’t

know what | heard?

You think | wouldn't recognize-"

“Recognize what?” He spread his hands, the picture of innocence. “Man, | don’t know what you think you heard,

but there’s no one here

except my parents and me.”

“Then letin.” | moved forward, but he held his ground. “Letin 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. “Letin, Caleb. Letsearch your house. Or are you going to stand there and tellyou have

something to hide?”

| 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 cin,” he said, stepping aside. “But I'm telling you, there's no one here.”

| pushed past him, my senses on high alert, searching for any trace of her. That scent-jasmine and rain-I knew it

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was here. | could feel

it in my bones.

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

An older woman emerged from the kitchen, wiping flour-dusted hands on her apron. Behind her was a silver-

haired man.

“What on earth?” her eyes went wide, “Caleb, who is this man? Why is he shouting?”

“I'm looking for my wife!” | was already moving past her, throwing open doors, checking corners. “I know she’s

here!”

“Your wife?” her voice rose with genuine alarm. “Young man, there's no one here but family”

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

where was she? Where

the fuck was she hiding?

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Was | going crazy? Had | imagined her voice?

No. No, I couldn't have. | knew what | heard.

| took the stairs three at a time, my heart hammering so hard it hurt. Bedrooms. She had to be in one of the

bedrooms.

“Sir, please!” the woman's voice followedup. “You can’t just-"

But | was already throwing open doors. Master bedroom-too pristine, too settled. Caleb’s room-sparse,

masculine, wrong.

Guest room.

| stopped in the doorway, my breath catching.

The bed was made with obsessive precision. A woman's cardigan draped over the chair-simple, practical, but the

size looked right. On

the dresser, a hairbrush with strands of dark hair caught in the bristles.

“Who's staying here?” | demanded, whirling to face Caleb, who'd followedup.

“No one right now,” he said. “That's just... we keep it ready for guests.”

“Guests.” | moved to the closet, threw it open. A few items of clothing-women'’s clothing-hung neatly. “What kind

of guests leave their

clothes behind?”

“Those are old things my mom keeps around.” Caleb’s mother appeared behind Caleb, breathless from the

stairs. “For when my nieces

visit. They're about that size, and they don't like packing-"

| grabbed one of the shirts, brought it to my face, inhaled deeply. Nothing. Just laundry detergent and cedar.

| checked under the bed. Behind the door. Opened every drawer, every cabinet, searching for something-

anything-that proved she'd

been here.

Nothing.

“Damien, Caleb's voice was gentle, pitying. “Man, she’s not here.”

I slumped against the dresser, my hands shaking. Had | been wrong? Was my desperate mind playing tricks on

me?

“I heard her,” | whispered. “I heard a woman laughing. It sounded just like her.”

“The TV Caleb said again, softer now. “We were watching scomedy show. Maybe the actress sounded

similar?”

“I can’t sleep.” My voice cracked, “Not until I find her. Not until | know she’s okay.”

The woman's expression softened with sympathy. “I'm sorry you're going through this. | truly am. But we can’t

help you with something

we know nothing about.”

“Please.” | didn’t care anymore that | was begging. “Please, if you know anything-if she’s contacted you, if

you've seen her-just tell me. |

just need to know she’s safe.”

“I'm sorry,” Caleb said, and he almost sounded like he meant it. “I wish | could help you. But | haven't seen Sera

since last t| left.”

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“Fine.” | straightened up, wiping my face with the back of my hand. “Fine. Sorry about all of these.”

I moved past them, back down the stairs, each step feeling like | was walking away from my own heart. At the

front door, | paused,

turned back.

“If she contacts you,” | said, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. “Please tell her something for me.”

Caleb nodded. “What's that?”

“Tell her I'm not giving up. Tell her I'll search for her every day for the rest of my life if that’s what it takes. And

tell her...” My voice broke. “Tell her Adrian and her baby girl needs her mother.” 1

“I'll tell her,” he said quietly. “If | see her.”

| stepped out into the night, the cold air hitting my face like a slap. Behind me, | heard the door close-soft, final.

Ophelia was waiting by the car, her face tight with concern. “well?”

“Nothing.” | leaned against the car, my legs suddenly too weak to hold me.

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