Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The first thing that hit me when consciousness crawled back was the smell.

Human waste. Unwashed bodies. Fear so thick it coated the back of my throat like oil. I gagged, my stomach

lurching as the full assault of odors invaded my senses.

I was lying on something cold and rough. Stone, maybe concrete. My body ached everywhere, but it was a

distant, muffled pain-like my nerve endings had been wrapped in cotton. The wolf poison. Still working its

way through my system.

*Ayla?*

Nothing. Not even a whisper of her presence. The silence in my mind was terrifying, like losing a limb I’d

never realized I needed.

I forced my eyes open, blinking against the dim light filtering through a barred window high above. The cell

was small, maybe twelve feet by eight, with walls that looked like they hadn’t been cleaned in decades. Dark

stains I didn’t want to identify marked the concrete.

But the worst part wasn’t the conditions. It was the people.

At least a dozen other prisoners huddled against the walls, their clothes torn and filthy, their faces gaunt with

hunger and terror. Though I caught the scent of a few wolves mixed in. All of them looked broken.

the far corner rocked back and forth, her arms wrapped around her knees. She couldn’t

her hair was already streaked with premature gray. She muttered

breath-a prayer, maybe, or just meaningless words to keep the silence at

near the door, their backs pressed against the wall. One had a bandage

brown with old blood. The other kept glancing at the door with

terror,

from somewhere beyond the cell door. The effect on the other prisoners was

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mid-motion, her eyes going wide

whispered. “Not

The door swung open with a screech of

Two soldiers entered.

taller one called out, consulting a piece of paper. His voice was flat,

grocery list.

head bandage went

whispered urgently.

standing, his whole body shaking. “That’s…

the other unlocked a

they clamped the metal around his wrists.

backhanded him across the face, cutting off his words. Blood trickled

for upstairs,” the soldier

the door. His

are you taking him?

paused in the doorway, a cruel smile spreading across his

door slammed shut. The lock

down the corridor, growing fainter and

Then silence.

of her strength, her courage. But the wolf poison had built a