Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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78 Chapter 78

Valerie’s POV 1

Three weeks had passed since I’d clawed my way into the rogue pack’s inner circle, and I had to admit- despite the primitive living conditions and the constant stench of unwashed bodies-I was finally beginning

to feel like myself again.

I stood on the makeshift balcony of my new “quarters”-a ramshackle structure built into the trunk of a

massive oak tree, but decorated with the finest salvaged goods the pack could pilfer-surveying my domain

with the satisfaction of a queen surveying her kingdom. Below me, dozens of rogues went about their daily

business, and every single one of them showed me the deference I deserved.

“My lady,” one of them called up, a scarred brute named Marcus who’d been terrorizing small towns for

decades. “The hunting party has returned. They brought tribute.”

Tribute. I smiled, examining my freshly manicured nails-painted with expensive polish “liberated” from a

high-end salon during the pack’s last raid.

“Bring it up,” I called down imperiously, not bothering to look at him directly. Let him strain to hear my

commands.

Within minutes, rogues appeared at my door carrying an armload of designer clothes, jewelry, and what

appeared to be several bottles of French champagne. The hunting party had hit some rich bitch’s mansion in

the suburbs, no doubt.

I selected a particularly beautiful diamond bracelet from the pile, holding it up to

so thoroughly humiliated me that first night-now treated me

still demanded his

though I doubted

genuine emotion.

how to truly hurt the civilized packs without bringing down their full wrath too

be anything else, my lady?” solider asked, still standing there like a trained dog waiting

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word to the king that I’ll join him for dinner tonight,” I said, dismissing

do my bidding. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched him go. If someone had told me six months ago that I’d be living in a tree house surrounded by

have laughed

in the designer purse I’d claimed from yesterday’s raid, interrupting my thoughts. The caller ID showed Anna’s number, and

the courage to

well,” I purred into the phone, settling back into the plush velvet

my dear old friend Anna. I was wondering when

was shrill with panic, punctuated by what sounded like

He fired me! He threw me out!

though internally I was practically vibrating with anticipation. “Start from the beginning. And

everything! Damien figured it out somehow.

he’s kicked me out

“What do you mean,

that pendant! And now

in his mansion like some

as my hand clenched involuntarily around it. “What

when I went back to try to get my job back. That little

thing in the world.”

a flock of birds to explode from the trees around

in alarm, but one glare from

omega had somehow managed to steal