Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The first thing I noticed wasn’t the absence of pain-though that was strange enough. It was the silence.

Complete, absolute silence.

Not the kind of quiet you get in a hospital room or a forest at dawn. This was the silence of nothing. No

heartbeats, no breathing, no distant hum of life existing somewhere beyond the edges of perception.

I opened my eyes to endless gray.

The void.

I knew this place. Had been here before, what felt like a lifetime ago. The same shifting mists that never quite

formed into anything solid. The same sense of being suspended between worlds, between life and something

else entirely.

But this time was different.

Last time, She had been here. The Moon Goddess, with her silver hair and knowing eyes, radiating power that

made my bones sing with recognition. She’d spoken to me about choices and strength and the path I was

meant to walk.

Now? Nothing but emptiness stretching in every direction.

I tried to stand and realized I didn’t need to. My body-if it even was my body-seemed to float in this space,

weightless and strangely distant. Like I was watching myself from somewhere outside my own skin.

“Hello?” My voice echoed weirdly, bouncing off invisible walls. “Is anyone there?”

No answer.

my feet never seemed to touch

changed. No landmarks, no direction,

tight with claustrophobia.

*Ayla?*

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reached for her automatically, the way I’d done thousands

protectiveness and wild strength that had

much.

Nothing.

trying to somehow force the connection back

please. I know you’re

been. No wolf. No other half

the first time since I was

in a desperate whisper. “You can’t just

fraction of my wolf strength. Nothing happened. I was just… human. Weak and fragile and ordinary in every possible

me to my knees

it. Couldn’t feel anything except the growing

They’d killed her.

choked out, tears streaming down my face even

sorry. I failed you.”

for the loss of something I’d never properly

Time moved differently in this place. Could have been minutes or hours or years for all I

hands against my stomach, searching for any sign of the life growing inside

that supernatural connection to everything happening in

nothing.

the baby okay? Had the poison hurt them too?

pain they’d inflicted.

face with the back of my hand. I couldn’t stay here, wallowing

to come home. Needed me to

walking again, this time with more purpose. There had

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willed me back to consciousness. But