Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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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.”

in appreciative growls and crude laughter. These animals were so easy to

attention that they’d do anything I asked. It was

satisfaction was shattered by the sound

throne room burst open with enough force to rattle the entire structure,

figure stumbled inside.

our own. His clothes were torn and blackened, his face streaked with soot and blood. One arm hung uselessly at his side, and he could barely

staggered toward us.

gasped, falling to his knees before the makeshift throne. “Sir, I…

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the words left my mouth, a terrible understanding began to

grabbing the messenger by his uninjured arm. “Every detail

how they prepared,

pull away. “The timing was too perfect, my lady. They didn’t just happen

places-they were placed specifically

voice was barely above a growl, but it carried enough menace

room flinch.

eyes darting nervously between Voss and me. “The

monitoring their communications… they’ve been

been healing their

seemed to tilt sideways. Luna. New Luna. Someone with healing abilities and

though part of me

omega, but somehow became

and that she’s the one who came up with

that was part scream, part animal howl. Everything I had worked for,

sacrificed, and that pathetic little omega had not

of my