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.

seemed to touch solid ground. Each

no direction, just endless sameness

tight with claustrophobia.

*Ayla?*

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for her automatically, the way I’d done thousands of times before. Searching for

protectiveness and wild strength that had

much.

Nothing.

against my temples, trying to somehow force the

I know

space where she should have been. No wolf. No

my own mind for the first time since I was thirteen years

tumbled out in a desperate whisper. “You can’t just be

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

me to my knees in

me, but I couldn’t feel it. Couldn’t feel anything

They’d killed her.

my face even though

sorry. I failed you.”

knelt there, sobbing for the loss of something I’d never properly appreciated

differently in this place. Could have been

pressed my hands against my stomach, searching for any

without that supernatural connection to everything happening in

nothing.

okay? Had the poison hurt them

pain they’d inflicted.

face with the back

to come home. Needed me to be strong,

purpose. There had to be a

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Goddess had simply willed me back to consciousness. But she wasn’t here now, and I was on my