Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV 1

The next morning hit me like a sledgehammer.

My alarm screamed at six AM, dragging me out of a restless sleep filled with dreams about empty bank accounts and angry landlords. My

body ached like I’d been hit by a truck. Every muscle protested as I rolled out of bed.

Everything would be fine by Friday.

The walk to work felt longer than usual, my feet dragging against the cracked sidewalk. The morning air was crisp and sharp, cutting

through my thin jacket like it had a personal vendetta against me.

I pushed through the automatic doors at exactly 7:58 AM. Two minutes early, like always. No matter how shitty my life got, I was never

late.

Gary stood behind the customer service counter, his face already red with whatever crisis had ruined his morning. When he saw me, his

expression soured even more.

“About time,” he grunted.

“I’m early,” I pointed out.

“Don’t get smart with me.” He waved a dismissive hand. “Mia called in. Family emergency. She’s taking a few days off.”

My stomach dropped. “A few days?”

“That’s what I said. Which means you’re covering register two and three today. Think you can handle that without attacking any

customers?”

The jab about yesterday

incident made my jaw clench. “I can handle it.”

“Good. Because I’m not in the mood for any more drama.”

I stared at him, processing what this meant. Two registers. Double the work. Double the stress.

“Will I get overtime pay for covering Mia’s shifts?” I asked.

Gary looked at me like I’d suggested he donate a kidney. “Overtime? You’re not working overtime. You’re just doing your job.”

“But I’m covering two registers–”

“You’re covering one register. Register two. Mia’s register. Same hours, same pay.” He turned away, clearly done with the conversation.

“That’s not fair,” I said.

Gary spun back around, his face purple with irritation. “Fair? You want to talk about fair? How about the three hundred dollars I’m taking out of your paycheck because you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself?”

Heat flooded my cheeks. Other employees were starting to stare. I could feel their curious gazes like little needles in my skin.

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I walked to register two with my cheeks burning and my hands shaking with suppressed rage, Other employees looked away quickly, pretending they hadn’t witnessed my humiliation.

But I needed this job. I needed the paycheck, even if it was pathetic. Even if Gary was a power–hungry asshole.

I turned on the register and forced my face into a customer service smile. “Next!”

and went.

a haze of cranky customers

afternoon, worry was eating me

phone for the tenth

more fun than talking

you when I remember!“*

voice made my chest ache. Where was

I tried texting instead.

okay? Haven’t

No response.

let me know you made

Nothing.

need that money back today. My rent

Still nothing.

my hands trembling slightly. She’d promised. Cross her heart and hope to die, she’d

Friday.

It was Friday.

and walked to the bus stop with dread sitting in my

stretching

depressing than usual in

garbage

Outside my door, a bright pink slip of paper was

My heart stopped.

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An eviction notice.

the door with shaking hands, my eyes

– You are hereby notified that your tenancy is terminated. Rent for the month of October is past due. You are required to quit and surrender

*Amount Due: $450.00*

27th, or vacate the

Sunday. Two days.

them twice before managing

seemed to press in

collapsed onto my threadbare couch and pulled out my

forty–seven dollars and thirty–two

Forty–seven dollars.

needed four hundred and

due, and I

morning, I swallowed my pride and went to find

paperwork and looking as miserable as I

with obvious irritation.

“What now, Sara?”

ask you a favor,” I said, hating how desperate

no. Corporate’s

hours.” I stepped into his office, my palms sweating.

eyebrows shot up. “An

three hundred. I’ll work extra shifts to pay

“No.”

hit me like a slap.

paperwork, dismissing me. “We don’t do paycheck advances.

lose my apartment,”

“Not my problem.”

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I show up on time, I don’t call

interrupted without looking up. “Good employees don’t create

“That wasn’t my fault!”

that happens on your shift is your fault. His voice was flat, final. “Figure out your money problems on

a moment, staring at the top of his balding head. He didn’t look up. Didn’t acknowledge

to go fuck myself.

“Fine,” I said quietly.

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