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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injected me with had left me weaker

tatters, stained with blood and worse things. Dried gore caked my skin. My left

breathing. My heart was beating.

with growing horror. *They thought I

with the others.*

Damien” I whispered, the thought of my family giving me the strength

home.”

for support, I managed to pull myself upright. My ankle nearly buckled the

it. Definitely sprained, possibly broken. But

trying to get my bearings. Dense forest stretched in every direction. No roads,

signs of civilization. Just trees and underbrush that could hide an army of

Panic started to claw at my chest. *How far into

walking. Each step was agony.

ribs ached with every breath. The wolf poison made everything worse,

should have been manageable.

I tried reaching out through our mate

connection felt cold, distant, like trying to call

by whatever poison they’d pumped into

He had to

eerily quiet. No bird calls, no rustle of small animals. Even the trees seemed to

wanted nothing

gasping for air, my whole body shaking with exhaustion. My hands were trembling so badly I could barely grip the tree I

wolf poison had stolen everything-my strength, my healing,

newborn.

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fresh waves of agony through my leg. I started limping heavily, using trees for support whenever

sun was climbing higher, beating down through

blood on my skin, making everything itch and burn. My mouth was bone dry. When

had water?

my torn shirt, yanking me backward. I stumbled, my ankle

my vision

moment, I just lay there in the dirt and leaves, gasping. My whole

every ache amplified tenfold without

scream as my ribs protested. My hands were scraped

my torn

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

couldn’t put any real weight on it anymore, but I