Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The first thing that hit me wasn’t pain-it was the smell.

Death. Pure, concentrated death that crawled into my nostrils and wrapped around my brain like a living

thing. Sweet and putrid and so thick I could taste it on my tongue.

I gagged before I even opened my eyes, my stomach lurching violently. Something was pressed against my

face-something soft and wet and wrong.

I forced my eyes open and screamed.

A rotting face stared back at me, empty eye sockets crawling with maggots. I was lying face-down on a pile of

corpses, my cheek pressed against decomposing flesh.

“No!” I scrambled backward, my hands slipping on things I didn’t want to identify.

Bodies everywhere. Dozens of them piled like garbage in a massive pit. Men, women, some barely more than

teenagers. All in various stages of decay. Flies swarmed in thick black clouds. The stench was overwhelming.

I rolled off the pile and hit solid ground hard, fresh pain exploding through my shoulder. But I didn’t care. I

had to get away from the corpses.

My stomach heaved again. I vomited until there was nothing left, my body convulsing with dry heaves that

felt like they were tearing my ribs apart.

*Ayla?* I called desperately into my mind, searching for any hint of my wolf’s presence. *Ayla, please, I need

you.*

Nothing. Complete, terrifying silence where she should have been.

The wolf poison. It was still in my system, cutting me off from everything that made me strong. I was alone in

my own head again.

“Get up,” I whispered to myself, my voice shaking. “You have to get up.”

I tried to stand and immediately collapsed. My legs felt like water. Every muscle in my body screamed in

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they’d injected me with had left me

and nearly vomited again. My clothes were in tatters, stained with blood and worse things. Dried gore caked my skin. My left ankle was swollen to twice

My heart was beating.

with growing horror. *They

with the others.*

the thought of my family giving me the strength

home.”

I managed to pull myself upright. My ankle nearly

it. Definitely sprained, possibly broken. But

my bearings. Dense forest

civilization. Just trees and underbrush that could hide an

my chest. *How far into

a direction at random and started walking. Each step was agony. My ankle sent lightning

with every breath. The

should have been manageable.

through our mate bond.

connection felt cold, distant, like trying to call through static.

by whatever poison they’d pumped into

was alive. He had

forest was eerily quiet. No bird calls, no rustle of small animals. Even the trees

as if nature itself wanted nothing to do with the

hours, I had to stop. I was gasping for air, my whole body shaking with exhaustion. My hands were trembling so badly I could barely grip the tree I was leaning

had stolen everything-my strength, my healing, my enhanced

newborn.

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from the tree and kept walking. My ankle was getting worse-each step sent fresh waves

sun was climbing higher, beating down through the canopy with unseasonable warmth. Sweat

my skin, making everything itch and burn. My mouth was bone dry. When had I

had water?

shirt, yanking me backward. I

vision going white

a long moment, I just lay there in the dirt and leaves, gasping. My whole body felt like it

every ache amplified tenfold without my

side, biting back a scream as my ribs protested. My hands were

seeped through my torn clothing from a

to get back on my feet. My ankle buckled immediately, but I

any real weight on it anymore, but I