Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

158 Chapter 158

Seraphina’s POV 1

The sound of slow, deliberate clapping cut through the night air like a blade, making my blood freeze in my veins.

I scrambled to my feet, my back pressed against the brick wall, every muscle in my body coiled for another fight. My hands were still shaking from adrenaline, but I forced them steady as I scanned the mouth of the alley.

“Who’s there?” My voice came out stronger than I felt. “Show yourself!”

The clapping stopped. Footsteps echoed off the narrow walls, slow and measured, as a figure emerged from the shadows at the alley entrance. A man in a long coat and baseball cap, his face hidden in darkness.

My heart hammered against my ribs. Another predator. Another threat.

“Stay back!” I shouted, raising my fists in what I hoped looked like a threatening stance. “You didn’t see what happened to your buddy? He’s probably still running! Don’t come any closer unless you want the same treatment!”

The man stopped walking, but instead of backing away, he started laughing. A rich, amused sound that echoed off the alley walls.

“My buddy?” His voice carried a slight accent I couldn’t place. “I think you’ve got the wrong idea, sweetheart.”

He reached up and pulled off his cap, revealing dark hair and a face that looked more intrigued than threatening. Even in the dim streetlight, I could see he was smiling.

I rolled my eyes, my terror transforming into disgust. “Oh, perfect. So you’re not a predator, you’re just a coward. You watched that whole thing happen and didn’t lift a finger to help.”

His smile widened. “Maybe I am a coward,” he admitted with a shrug. “Or maybe I was about to step in when I realized you had the

situation well in hand.”

fists raised, not trusting

tensed, ready to run or fight, but

said, holding the card out toward me. “And

by what?” I didn’t move to

His eyes glittered with something that looked like excitement. “That knee strike was

perfectly executed.”

watched me fight for my life and he was

“You’re sick,” I spat.

step closer, and I tensed again. But he stopped just

you an opportunity.”

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not interested in

“Private matches. Good money. Very good

like he’d grown a

want you to get paid for something you’re clearly good at.” He gestured toward the spot where my attacker had been bleeding on the pavement. “Look, I’ve been in this business for fifteen years. I can spot talent when I see it. And you, sweetheart,

to fight,” I said automatically. “What you just saw was pure

tilted his head, studying me like

dry. I’d been trained at the wolf pack facility,

can get lucky once,”

got training. Military? Martial arts? Doesn’t matter

of any real interest. It was simple, black

are you acquiring talent