Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

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Seraphina’s POV

The roar of the crowd hit me like a physical wave before I even stepped through the curtain.

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I clenched them into fists, tried to steady my breathing, tried to remember everything Rico had drilled into me over the past three weeks.

*Keep your guard up. Move your feet. Don’t let him corner you.*

“You ready?” Rico appeared beside me, his face all hard angles in the harsh backstage lighting.

“No.” My voice came out smaller than I wanted.

“Good. Nerves keep you sharp.” He grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look at him. “Listen to me. Kade–that’s your opponent tonight- he’s big. He’s strong. He’s going to try to intimidate you.”

“He already is intimidating me,” I admitted.

“But he’s slow. And he underestimates women.” Rico’s grip tightened. “Use that. Be faster. Be smarter. And for God’s sake, don’t let him

pin you against the ropes.”

The announcer’s voice boomed through the warehouse: “Ladies and gentlemen! Our next fight features a newcomer to the circuit!”

This was it. This was really happening.

“You got this,” Rico said, but his eyes said something different. Something that looked uncomfortably like doubt. 1

I stepped through the curtain.

The noise tripled instantly. But it wasn’t cheering. It was laughing. Jeering. The kind of cruel mockery that made my skin crawl.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” someone shouted from the crowd.

“She looks like she weighs ninety pounds!”

“This is gonna be a massacre!”

“I’ll take bets on which bone he breaks first!”

My legs felt like jelly as I climbed the steps. The canvas was stained with old blood. Some of it might be mine soon.

The overhead lights were blinding, making the crowd beyond them look like shadows. Faceless. Hungry. Waiting for me to fail.

announcer bellowed, “making her

catcalls so loud it felt like the walls might

“Go home, little girl!”

call child

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says she doesn’t

twenty! She

my face. My hands trembled as I gripped the ropes. The rough material bit into

huge, terrible mistake.

the opposite door opened, and

Oh God.

He was a monster.

tall, but built like a mountain. Dark skin stretched over muscles that looked carved from stone. His

polished obsidian, and his shoulders were so broad they barely fit through the

insane. Cheering. Whistling. Chanting his name like he was some kind

“KADE! KADE! KADE!”

through my chest, through my bones. Dozens of voices merged into one deafening roar

confidence of a predator entering familiar hunting grounds. Someone

would end..

worry, sweetheart,” he said as he moved past me to his

made it worse.

a beer can that clattered across the floor outside the

Up close, Kade was even more terrifying. His fists looked like

gloves,” the

force to make my entire arm go numb. His

he said softly.

returned to our corners. Rico was climbing through the ropes, his

you,” he said, fitting my mouthguard. His hands were steady,

down–get back up. No matter

not

The bell rang.

through the air like

came at me like a freight

time. His first punch caught my

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rattled my teeth. His second punch–Jesus Christ, his second punch–slammed into my ribs like

feet remembering the footwork Flint had drilled into me