Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 166

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Seraphina’s POV 1

“I knew you’d call eventually. They always do.”

The smugness in Rico’s voice made something cold and angry twist in my gut.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” I snapped. “I’m calling because I have questions. That’s all.”

“Fair enough.” He sounded amused. “Ask away.”

I paced my tiny apartment, my free hand clenched into a fist. “This underground fighting thing. How dangerous are we talking?”

“Dangerous enough to be interesting. Safe enough that most fighters walk away in one piece.”

“Most?” My voice went up an octave. “What about the ones who don’t?”

“Injuries happen. Broken bones, concussions, the occasional knockout that requires medical attention.” He paused. “But we have doctors

on site. Good ones. And insurance.”

“I want to see it first,” I said. “The venue. A fight. Everything. Before I make any decisions.”

Silence on the other end. Then Rico laughed.

“Smart girl. I like that. Most people are too desperate to ask questions.”

“I’m desperate,” I admitted. “But I’m not stupid.”

“No, you’re definitely not.” Papers rustled in the background. “Alright. There’s a fight tomorrow night. Nine PM. You can come watch, see

what you’d be getting into. No commitment.”

“Where?”

He gave me an address in the industrial district. “Look for the blue door. There’ll be a guy named Tommy outside. Tell him you’re my

guest.”

“I’ll be there,” I said, and hung up before he could say anything else.

I stood at the bus stop, staring down the street at abandoned warehouses and broken streetlights, seriously reconsidering every life

choice that had led me here.

A text from Mr. Peterson lit up my phone: *“11 hours until eviction. Hope you’re packing.”*

I shoved the phone back in my pocket and started walking.

The address Rico had given me was three blocks down, tucked between two buildings that looked like they’d been condemned sometime

in the last decade. The street was empty except for a few cars that probably cost more than my yearly salary.

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The blue door stood out like a beacon. And beside it, exactly as promised, was Tommy.

He was huge. Not just tall–massive. The kind of size that made you think twice about everything you’d ever done wrong in your life.

you?” His voice was surprisingly gentle for someone who looked like he

invited me. To watch

didn’t change.

“Sera.”

out his phone, checked something, then nodded. “Go on in. Straight down the hall,

you.”

lighting,

the sound growing

Shouting. And something else that made

brutal sound of fists hitting

trembled as I reached for

the doors

it felt physical–music blaring, people

all like a knife.

from the ceiling, casting

And finally, the ring.

in the center of the warehouse like an altar to violence.

hadn’t quite

Two women were fighting.

was too gentle a word. They

suggested

like predators, and when they collided it was with a force that

She staggered backward, and

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

fixed on the ring with the kind of

museums.

choked out. “That woman is

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three thousand dollars tonight,” Rico said calmly. “The winner takes home

Five thousand dollars.

that number. Five thousand dollars.

elbow strike to the blonde’s ribs. The

blonde went down hard.

blonde rolled to her feet, blood streaming from her nose, her eyes wild with something that looked like

feet now, screaming encouragement and curses in equal measure. I scanned the audience and felt my

drop.

the blonde’s solar plexus. The blonde doubled

snapped her head back.

So

jaw. Now both

lives depended on it.

Maybe they did.

stepped in, separating them. “One minute

fighters retreated to their corners. Medical staff rushed in with

one minute break between. Unless

into a bucket. Her corner man

nodded, took a drink

Ready for more.

“Time!”

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