Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 92

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Valerie’s POV 1

The acrid smoke from Voss’s cigarette mixed with the stench of unwashed bodies and stale beer that

permanently permeated the rogue camp. I stretched languidly against his massive chest, my naked skin still

gleaming with sweat from our latest encounter. Around us, the ramshackle throne room-if you could call

this collection of stolen furniture and animal pelts a throne room-buzzed with the usual evening

debauchery.

“Again,” Voss growled, his massive hands gripping my hips as he pulled me down harder onto his lap. His voice

was rough with barely contained lust, the same tone that had made a dozen rogue soldiers beg for their turn

with me earlier.

I threw my head back, golden hair cascading over my shoulders as I moved against him with practiced

expertise. The power I wielded here was intoxicating-not just over Voss, but over every male in this

godforsaken camp. They fought each other for the privilege of warming my bed, and I used every single one

of them to forget the humiliation the former pack had put me through.

“My lady is insatiable tonight,” one of Voss’s lieutenants, called out from across the room where he lounged

with Anna. She was draped across his lap like a cat, her bleached hair wild and her lipstick smeared.

“Can you blame me?” I purred, trailing my nails down Voss’s scarred chest. “When I have such… capable

warriors to choose from.”

laughter.

they’d do anything I asked. It was

my moment of satisfaction was shattered by the sound of

room burst open with enough force

figure stumbled inside.

was barely recognizable as one of our own. His clothes were torn and blackened, his face streaked with soot and blood. One arm hung uselessly at his side, and

staggered toward us.

gasped, falling to his knees before the

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my mouth, a

grabbing the messenger by his uninjured

they prepared,

was too perfect,

the right places-they were placed

Voss’s voice was barely above a growl, but it carried enough menace to make every person

room flinch.

the thing,” the messenger said, his eyes darting nervously between Voss and

been monitoring their communications… they’ve been hearing talk

with special abilities, someone who’s been healing their wounded and

New Luna. Someone with healing abilities

I whispered, though part of me already

eyes. Used to be an omega, but somehow became an

that she’s the one

part

not

of

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