Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

One month later

I sat in the cramped waiting room of Whispering Valley’s only clinic, my hands trembling as I clutched the appointment slip. For the past month, I’d been staying at Ophelia’s place.

The morning sickness had started two weeks ago-violent waves of nausea that left me retching into Ophelia’s toilet bowl every even though I’d taken emergency contraception the day after my encounter with the mysterious stranger.

Ophelia squeezed my hand, her own face pale with worry. “Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together, okay?” 1

sunrise,

Dr. Matthews emerged from his office, a kind elderly man who was one of the few pack members still willing to treat omegas with basic

dignity.

“Seraphina,” he said softly, settling into the chair across from us. “Child, you’re pregnant.”

Blood rushed to my head, creating a roaring sound in my ears that drowned out everything else. Pregnant. With the mystery man’s child.

“What?!” Ophelia’s voice exploded beside me, her shock matching my own.

“But… but we only had one night…” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.

“One night is all it takes,” Dr. Matthews said gently, his eyes kind but serious.

“You’re about six weeks along.” He leaned forward, studying my face with concern.

I stumbled out of the clinic on unsteady legs, Ophelia’s arm wrapped around my waist to keep me upright. I was numb to everything except the thundering of my own heartbeat.

spilling

going to do? I don’t even know who the father is. I never saw his face clearly, and I’m just an omega. If

carrying some stranger’s

away with fierce determination. “First things first-we need to tell your

when we arrived at the Knight residence, I was greeted by Victor’s explosive rage before I could

voice boomed across the front yard,

month! Do you have any idea how you embarrassed us by disappearing right before Valerie’s engagement

little brat!”

wouldn’t have delayed their precious engagement for me—they’d probably

Fighting back a wave of nausea, I forced myself to meet his

tell you something important,” I

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with disgust. “Running off like some common whore, making us look like fools in front of the

out, the words falling like stones into

face went through a series of expressions-shock, disgust, then blazing fury.

to bruise. “What did you

I tried to pull free from his grip, but his

don’t care about your excuses. What we care about is that

and expecting us

Victor snarled, his grip tightening until I gasped in pain. “Get rid of it, or get out of our house.

stranger’s spawn or let you drag our family name

instinctively wrapped my free arm around

leave, Elizabeth said coldly. “We

be the laughingstock of

I couldn’t stay in this prison they called home, couldn’t subject

abuse I’d endured.

my arm free from Victor’s grasp.