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!”

came and

dragged by in a haze of cranky customers and broken price scanners. Still

Friday afternoon, worry was eating me

lunch break, I called Mia’s cell phone for the tenth time that week. It went

talking on the phone, so leave a message

you when I remember!“*

made my chest ache. Where

I tried texting instead.

okay? Haven’t heard from you.

No response.

me know you made

Nothing.

back

Still nothing.

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

Friday.

It was Friday.

clocked out and walked to the bus stop with dread sitting

minute stretching

looked even more depressing than usual in the fading evening light.

garbage and

the stairs to the third floor, my legs feeling like lead. Outside my door, a bright pink slip of

My heart stopped.

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An eviction notice.

shaking hands, my eyes scanning the

for the month of October is past due. You are required to quit and surrender the premises to the owner. If you fail to do so, legal proceedings will

*Amount Due: $450.00*

by Sunday, October 27th, or vacate

Sunday. Two days.

twice before managing to unlock my

press in around me like a

my threadbare couch and pulled out my

current balance is… forty–seven

Forty–seven dollars.

needed four hundred

due, and I

pride and went to find

over paperwork and looking as miserable as I

with obvious irritation.

“What now, Sara?”

a favor,” I said, hating how

the answer’s no. Corporate’s

office, my palms sweating. “I need an

eyebrows shot up. “An

two hundred dollars. Maybe three hundred. I’ll work extra shifts to pay it

“No.”

like a slap.

said no.” He turned back to his paperwork, dismissing

could lose my

“Not my problem.”

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employee. I show up on time, I

interrupted without looking up. “Good employees don’t

“That wasn’t my fault!”

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

balding

to go fuck myself.

“Fine,” I said quietly.

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