Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The Nightshadow Pack training facility was nothing like what I’d expected. Located in a converted warehouse on the outskirts of Silver

Moon Harbor, the space was massive-high ceilings supported by steel beams, concrete floors worn smooth by countless hours of

combat practice, and the kind of industrial lighting that cast everything in harsh, unforgiving angles.

The scent hit me the moment I walked through the doors: sweat, testosterone, and the metallic tang of blood from countless sparring sessions. My wolf Ayla stirred uneasily in my mind, overwhelmed by the aggressive alpha energy that saturated the air like humidity

before a storm.

“Second thoughts?” Damien asked quietly, his hand settling on the small of my back. He’d changed out of his expensive suit into black

tactical pants and a fitted t-shirt that showcased every sculpted muscle of his torso. The transformation from corporate executive to

deadly predator was both thrilling and intimidating.

“Not a chance,” I replied, though my voice came out slightly breathless as I took in the dozen or so warriors scattered throughout the

space. Almost all male massive, intimidating specimens who looked like they could bench press small cars without breaking a sweat.

And every single one of them had stopped what they were doing to stare at

“Alpha,” a gravelly voice called from across the room. A man who looked to be in his forties approached us, his scarred face set in lines of

barely concealed disapproval. His brown hair was streaked with silver, and a jagged scar ran from his left temple to the corner of his

mouth, suggesting he’d seen serious combat. “This is the omega?”

“Marcu,” Damien’s voice carried a warning edge that made several nearby wolves take automatic steps backward. “Meet Seraphina

Knight. She’ll be training with us on weekday afternoons.”

Marcus looked me up and down with obvious skepticism, taking in my workout clothes-yoga pants and a fitted tank top that suddenly

felt completely inadequate for this testosterone-fueled environment. “With respect, Alpha, training is for warriors. We don’t have time to

babysit desk workers who want to play soldier.”

Heat flooded my cheeks, but before I could respond, another voice cut through the tension.

it, Marcus.” A woman emerged from behind one of the heavy punching bags, wiping sweat from her forehead with a

in a practical ponytail and the

us, her smile was warm and genuinely

Santos. I spend most of my time trying to teach these

there’s more to combat than brute

I replied, grateful for her friendly demeanor. “And I’m definitely looking forward to learning more than

an omega. One hit from any of these warriors and she’ll be in the hospital. It’s

hard, Riley shot back with the kind of casual confidence that suggested

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what happened to that blonde bitch who tried to mess with her? Word

this story for the first time. “That’s different,” Marcus insisted. “Civilian combat isn’t

by the steel in my own voice. “Unless you’re too worried about your

of weights clanking and punching bags

turned to stare at the omega who’d just challenged their

face darkened with what looked suspiciously like anticipation. “Fine,” he

grace. “Let’s see what you’ve got,

Damien’s voice cracked like a whip across the space. “You will treat her with the same respect you’d show any other

you don’t try to intimidate her, embarrass her, or prove a point

Then his gaze shifted between Damien and me,

expression. “Crystal clear, Alpha.”

hours were the most physically and mentally challenging of my life. Marcus put me through a series of

endurance—push-ups, sprints, defensive maneuvers, and reaction drills that left me

drenched in sweat.

the physical demand—it was the constant commentary

on those push-ups,” one warrior muttered to his partner. “She’s gonna

says she quits before the first hour is up,” another

ambulance now or

a match struck against my determination. Instead of breaking my

in my chest. I’d spent my entire life being underestimated, dismissed, written off as weak

Not today.

to counter a larger opponent’s attack, I

it was my turn to attempt it, I threw myself into the technique with

encouragingly when I managed to successfully deflect her practice attack.

the guys

facility, staying after official sessions ended to work

shakes after an especially intense session, “I’ve never seen Marcus look actually impressed

now, when you managed to pin Jake using that

through my chest at the compliment. “He

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