Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother - Chapter 105
105: Chapter 105 105: Chapter 105 Valerie’s POV
The sound of footsteps on the metal bridge made my heart leap with joy.
Finally.
Watching that bitch steal everything that should have been mine, it was time for payback.
I turned around with my sweetest smile, ready to greet my soldiers.
The smile died on my lips.
“Hello, sister.”
Seraphina stood there like some avenging angel, her black hair flowing behind her in the night wind, those damn emerald eyes blazing with fury.
“Sera?” My voice came out as a pathetic squeak.
“How did you…
but you were…”
Sera’s fingers were wrapped around my throat like iron bands, squeezing tighter with every passing second.
Her green eyes blazed with a fury I’d never seen before.
“Please,” I gasped, clawing desperately at her hands.
“Sera, please…
I was just…
I didn’t mean…”
But her grip only tightened.
The alpha power radiating from her hit me like a physical force, making my wolf cower and whimper in the deepest recesses of my mind.
This wasn’t the pathetic little omega I’d grown up tormenting.
“You didn’t mean what?” she snarled.
Black spots danced at the edges of my vision.
My lungs burned as I fought for air that wouldn’t come.
*How did she get free?* I thought frantically.
*The ropes were supposed to be silver-lined.
She shouldn’t have been able to break them.*
“Sera, please,” I wheezed, my voice barely a whisper.
“We’re…
we’re family.”
Her laugh was harsh and bitter.
“Family?
You’ve never treated me like family a day in your life, Val.
But don’t worry.” Her fingers shifted slightly, finding new pressure points that made stars explode behind my eyelids.
“I’m going to treat you exactly like you deserve.”
Panic clawed at my chest.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.
I was supposed to be the one in control here.
I was the Luna of the rogue pack.
I was the one with power.
But as consciousness began to slip away from me, as Sera’s inexorable grip tightened around my windpipe, I realized I had only one option left.
*Voss!* I screamed through the mindlink, putting every ounce of desperation and terror I felt into the mental call.
*HELP ME!
SHE’S GOING TO KILL ME!*
For a moment, there was nothing but static silence across our mental connection.
Then Voss’s voice slammed into my mind with the force of a freight train.
*Where are you?*
*The bridge…
basement level…
bring the wolf poison!* I managed to project, even as Sera’s grip tightened further.
*Hurry!
I can’t…
I can’t hold on much longer!*
“Calling for your master?” Sera asked, her voice dripping with disgust.
“Look at you,” Sera continued.
“So pathetic.”
I couldn’t speak.
Couldn’t breathe.
The world was starting to go gray around the edges, and I could feel my wolf retreating deeper into my consciousness, preparing for what looked like inevitable death.
Just when I thought it was over, when I was certain I’d draw my last breath with Sera’s hands around my throat, the sound of splintering wood filled the room.
The storage room door exploded inward with a crash that shook dust from the ceiling.
Through my rapidly failing vision, I saw Voss’s massive frame filling the doorway, his eyes blazing with murderous rage as he took in the scene before him.
“Get your hands off her, you bitch,” he snarled.
Sera’s head snapped toward him, her grip on my throat loosening just enough for me to drag in a desperate breath.
But she didn’t let go entirely.
“Stay back,” she warned, her own alpha authority crackling through the air like electricity.
“I’m not done with her yet.”
Voss stepped into the room, and I could see the syringe gleaming in his massive fist.
The wolf poison.
Thank God he’d remembered to bring it.
“I don’t think you understand the situation here, sweetheart,” he said, his tone conversational despite the violence radiating from every line of his body.
“You see, that little piece of trash you’re choking happens to be mine.
And I don’t share my toys.”
Sera’s eyes narrowed.
“Your toy?
Is that what you think she is?”
Voss’s smile was all teeth and malice.
He moved faster than I’d ever seen him move before.
One moment he was several feet away, and the next he was right behind Sera, the syringe already plunging toward her neck.
“Let me show you what real consequences look like,” he whispered.
Sera tried to turn, tried to defend herself, but she was still holding onto me and the awkward position left her vulnerable.
The needle sank deep into her neck, and Voss’s thumb slammed down on the plunger.
The effect was immediate and devastating.
Sera’s eyes went wide with shock and pain.
Her grip on my throat went slack, and I collapsed to the floor, gasping and choking as blessed air rushed back into my lungs.
“Wolfsbane, darling,” Voss said casually, tossing the empty syringe aside.
“A little concoction we rogues have been perfecting for years.”
Sera took another step back, but her legs were already beginning to shake.
The wolf poison was working its way through her system, attacking her enhanced strength and speed, reducing her to something barely above human levels.
“You see,” Voss continued, stalking toward her as she struggled to maintain her balance, “we’ve had to deal with plenty of alpha assholes over the years.
That’s the key tool.”
Sera’s knees buckled, and she crashed to the concrete floor with a sickening thud.
She tried to push herself back up, but her arms gave out beneath her.
He reached out and grabbed her left hand, pinning it against the floor.
Then, with deliberate cruelty, he placed his boot on top of her fingers and began to press down.
Sera screamed.
“That’s it,” Voss crooned, applying more pressure until I could hear the delicate bones creaking under the strain.
“Let me hear that pretty voice break.”
“Alpha’s daughter, are you?” Voss ground his heel down harder, and the sound of snapping bone filled the room.
“Damien’s precious little Luna?
That just makes me want to hurt you more.”