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

a haze of cranky customers and broken price scanners. Still

worry was eating me alive from

phone for the tenth time that week. It

doing something way more fun than talking on the phone, so leave a message and I’ll get

you when I remember!“*

voice made my chest ache. Where was she? Why wasn’t she

I tried texting instead.

are you okay? Haven’t heard from you.

No response.

know you made it

Nothing.

back today. My rent

Still nothing.

Cross her heart and hope to die,

Friday.

It was Friday.

to the bus stop with dread

stretching

in the fading evening light. Peeling paint. Broken security

garbage

climbed the stairs to the third floor, my legs feeling like lead. Outside my door,

My heart stopped.

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An eviction notice.

door with shaking hands, my eyes

notified that your tenancy is terminated. Rent for the month of October is past due. You are required to quit and surrender the premises to the owner. If you fail

*Amount Due: $450.00*

27th,

Sunday. Two days.

them twice before managing to unlock my door. Inside, the apartment

press in around me

couch and pulled out my phone, calling my bank’s automated line

current balance is… forty–seven

Forty–seven dollars.

needed four hundred

and I had forty–seven fucking

my pride and went to

miserable as I felt. When I knocked on the doorframe, he

with obvious irritation.

“What now, Sara?”

to ask you a favor,” I said,

it’s about getting more hours, the answer’s no.

stepped into his office, my palms sweating. “I need

shot up. “An

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

“No.”

like a slap.

turned back to his paperwork, dismissing me.

my apartment,” I

“Not my problem.”

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show up on time, I don’t call

customers and cost me money,” Gary interrupted without

“That wasn’t my fault!”

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

at the top of his balding head. He didn’t look up. Didn’t acknowledge that he was basically

to go fuck myself.

“Fine,” I said quietly.

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