Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The shock of ice-cold water hitting my face jolted me into consciousness like a lightning bolt. I gasped, choking and sputtering as the liquid invaded my nose and mouth, my body jerking against restraints I

couldn’t yet comprehend.

“Sister dear.”

The voice was sickeningly familiar, dripping with malicious satisfaction that made my blood run cold even

before my vision cleared enough to identify the speaker.

*Valerie.*

As my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, the reality of my situation crashed over me in waves. I was tied to a chair in what looked like an abandoned storage room-concrete walls stained with mold and God knows what

else, rusted metal shelving, and the overwhelming stench of decay and human waste. My wrists were bound

behind the chair with rough rope that bit into my skin, and my ankles were secured to the chair legs.

I tried to speak, to demand answers, but only a hoarse croak emerged from my throat. My mouth felt like

sandpaper, my tongue thick and unresponsive.

“Having trouble finding your voice?” Valerie stepped into the weak circle of light cast by a single bare bulb hanging overhead. She looked different.

just the aftereffects of the

We need

managed to rasp out, my voice

echoing off the concrete walls with genuine delight. “Oh,

uptake. We’re in my new kingdom, courtesy of some very

friends.”

surroundings as if she were showing off a palace. “I have to say, I’ve found the rogue lifestyle quite liberating. No more pretending to be the perfect little pack member. No more bowing and scraping to alphas who think

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I whispered, the pieces finally clicking into

leaned down until her face was inches from mine, her breath hot and rancid against my

should be

I could respond, she drew back her hand and slapped me across the face

ears ring. The sharp crack echoed through the room, and I tasted blood where my

cheek.

for stealing my life,” she snarled, all pretense of playful

For making me look like a fool in front of

to the other side. “That’s for seducing Damien

think someone like him

defiance

what’s eating you alive,

moment I

filthy clothes with mock

mind to

the corridor outside made my stomach drop. Multiple

with purpose.