Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

Anna Blackwood-was someone I’d hoped never to see again for the rest of my natural life.

The memories came flooding back with crystalline clarity, each one hitting me like a physical blow. Anna and Valerie, standing over me

in the high school bathroom during my sophomore year, their cruel laughter echoing off the grimy tiled walls as they shoved my head

toward the toilet bowl filled with murky water and discarded cigarette butts. 1

“Look at the pathetic little omega,” Valerie had sneered, her manicured nails digging into my scalp as she held me down. “Does she really

think she belongs here with real wolves?”

Anna had been right there beside her, recording everything on her phone while she giggled. “This is going straight to the pack forum,”

she’d taunted. “Everyone needs to see what happens to omegas who get too uppity.”

The taste of chlorine and humiliation had burned my throat for days afterward. But that wasn’t the worst of it. They’d made sure to time

their attacks perfectly-always when teachers were in meetings, always when the hallways were empty, always when there would be no

witnesses except their loyal followers who found omega-baiting as entertaining as a sporting event. 1

There had been the time they’d dumped my entire lunch tray on my head in front of the senior class, then forced me to clean it up while

they stood there critiquing my “technique.” The countless mornings I’d arrived at school to find my locker filled with rotting meat and

notes calling me “worthless breeding stock.”

Anna’s specialty had been psychological warfare. She’d befriend me for just long enough to learn my insecurities, then weaponize them

a crush on a boy in our chemistry class and had convinced

all an elaborate prank when I showed up to find

think someone like him would want damaged goods?” Anna had whispered as I stood

burning through my veins like acid. “You’re just a charity case, Sera. Always have been, always will

where I stood in the pack hierarchy. Every day brought fresh reminders

because the Moon Goddess apparently

graduation, she’d vanished completely. Valerie had mentioned once that Anna was “sleeping her way to the top” with

assumed that was just typical Valerie venom. Now here she was, draped all over my

if we

same theatrical quality I remembered from our school days when

audience was available. “We were best

wolf snarl with indignation. Ayla was pacing furiously in my mind, her mental voice sharp

years. How

chest tighten with real pain wasn’t Anna’s presence-it was the golden

craftsmanship was exquisite, clearly

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Damien said, his voice carrying that

working as a senior assistant. With

With me.

ice water being poured down my spine. This woman-this creature who had spent three years of my life making me feel worthless-was being handed

story she’d fed him about their supposed

steady despite the fury building in my chest. “But did this…

to recall multiple rounds of screening, reference checks, and a rather

I was deemed qualified for

tightened on Damien’s arm, her artificially plumped lips curving into a smirk I knew all too

tinkle that had preceded so many of my teenage humiliations. “Always so concerned with rules

of us don’t need to jump through hoops when we have… special

enhanced curves were pressed against his side in