Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

25 Chapter 25

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

discovered I had a crush on a boy in our chemistry class and had convinced him to ask me to the

reveal it was all an elaborate prank when I showed up to find them laughing at me in

goods?” Anna had whispered as I stood there

through my veins like acid. “You’re just a

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

tolerated only because the Moon Goddess apparently had

mentioned once that Anna was “sleeping her way

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

we were long-lost

same theatrical quality I remembered from our school days when she’d

were best friends! Isn’t

snarl with indignation. Ayla was pacing furiously in my mind,

us for years. How dare she

tighten with real pain wasn’t Anna’s presence-it was the golden pendant she kept waving around like a

was exquisite,

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office Monday morning,” Damien said, his voice carrying that same professional

be 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

sob story she’d fed him about their supposed

voice steady despite the fury building in my

multiple rounds of screening, reference checks, and a rather intense evaluation

I was deemed qualified

on Damien’s arm, her artificially plumped lips curving into

preceded so many of my

us don’t need to jump through hoops

closer to Damien, making sure her enhanced curves were pressed against his side in a way