Not only is Loraine rejected by whom she believes was her true mate, she is also given away as tribute for a treaty between her pack and another pack. What Loraine does not expect is to find out that she has not just one but four second-chance mates. Loraine is convinced she has to choose one out of all the brothers to end up with, but the problem is that she is attracted to all of them. Is picking more than one of them an option? What happens when she finds out the four Alphas are her true mates and not the Alpha who rejected her before?
Lihat lebih banyakLoraine’s POV After the disastrous scene in the dining room earlier, I knew I had to make things right. It wasn’t just about the boys chastising me or Mabel’s dramatic tears—it was about doing what was right. So, with my pride swallowed and nerves bundled tightly in my stomach, I found myself standing outside Mabel’s room. I took a deep breath and knocked. “Come in,” Mabel called softly, her voice full of hesitation. I pushed the door open to find her sitting on the bed, her eyes puffy from earlier. The sight of her made guilt gnaw at me again. “Mabel,” I started, stepping closer. “I came to apologize. I shouldn’t have snapped at you earlier. It was uncalled for.” Her lips parted in surprise, but then she offered me a small, gracious smile. “Oh, Loraine, you don’t need to apologize. I understand. You’ve been under so much stress lately—planning the wedding, managing the pack, juggling… well, everything.” I nodded slowly, grateful that she was letting me off the hook so easily.
Loraine’s POV Waking up in Hunter’s room— Sorry—our room now felt surreal. The warmth of the four men surrounding me was overwhelming but comforting. Hunter’s arm was slung over my waist, his face buried in the crook of my neck. Preston was curled against my back, his fingers resting lightly on my hip. Killian and Kris lay sprawled on either side, their breathing deep and steady. I hadn’t thought it would be possible to share a bed with all four of them, but somehow, it worked. Their presence was grounding, and the ache of being alone for so many years seemed to fade overnight. The morning light shimmered in through the curtains, bathing the room in a giddy glow. I shifted slightly, trying not to wake anyone, but as if they had a sixth sense for me moving away, Hunter groaned softly. “Morning already?” He mumbled, his lips brushing against my shoulder. “Barely,” I whispered, running a hand through his messy hair. “Good,” Preston murmured sleepily from behind me. “It me
Loraine’s POV The day was perfect. Killian, Kris, Preston, and Hunter had planned everything down to the last detail. From a serene boat ride on the crystal-clear lake to a playful lunch at an outdoor café where they bickered over who would feed me first, every moment felt like a dream. They showed me how much better life was with all four of them in it, constantly reminding me that I deserved this happiness. “I’m telling you, Loraine,” Killian said as we strolled through the market square, his arm draped over my shoulders. “Four mates are better than two any day.” Kris chuckled, walking on my other side and holding my hand. “Killian’s just trying to sell himself. Let’s not forget I’m the fun one.” Preston, carrying a bag of souvenirs they insisted on buying for me, rolled his eyes. “You’re fun until you open your mouth.” “Oh fuck you!” “Don’t start, Preston,” Kris warned, though his grin betrayed his amusement. Hunter trailed slightly behind us, his piercing eyes watching me.
Loraine’s POV The next morning, I stirred awake. My body was so pleasantly sore from the night before. The memories of their touches and whispered promises flooding back in waves. A postcoital sigh escaped my lips as I blinked, turning my head to find Killian lying beside me; his beautiful sharp features were softened by sleep. Kris was curled around me protectively, his arm draped over my waist, while Preston’s hand rested on my shoulder. Hunter, ever vigilant, was already awake, his intense gaze fixed on me. “Good morning, beautiful,” Hunter said, his voice low and gravelly. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to my temple, and my heart fluttered at the gentleness of the gesture. “Morning,” I whispered, my voice still thick with sleep. Killian stirred, stretching like a wolf waking from a nap. His eyes, full of warmth and mischief, landed on me. “Someone’s glowing this morning,” he teased, his lips curving into a grin. “Well, I wonder whose fault that is,” I shot back, my tone
Loraine’s POV “So what now?” Kris asked. “If you can’t choose between us, what do we do now?’ The room felt charged with tension as I stood in front of them. Killian, Preston, Kris, and Hunter were staring at me, their expressions unreadable, but their presence overwhelming. Kris’s question was valid. What did I want the boys to do now that I had put them in such a difficult position by not choosing, I knew what I wanted, but it sounded so selfish that I decided not to say it. I would say something else. I couldn’t quite meet their eyes as I spoke, my voice barely above a whisper. “If you want…” I hesitated, my throat tightening. “If you want someone else, I understand. Maybe I’m not enough for any of you. Maybe I’m too much. You deserve—” “You stop that right now,” Killian’s voice cut through my rambling. His tone was firm, his green eyes narrowing as he stepped closer. “You don’t get to decide what we deserve, Loraine.” “You’re the only one we want,” Preston added, his deep
Loraine’s POV The soft hum of the afternoon breeze fluttered through the open windows of the manor, and it carried with it the scents of pine and wildflowers. But the beauty outside felt distant, overshadowed by the weight in my chest. I sat at the table in my room, staring at the neatly folded invitations in front of me I’d hurt them. Each of them. Preston, with his quiet strength and practically unshakeable loyalty. Kris, who always saw the best in me even when I didn’t deserve it. Hunter, my fearless protector with a heart of gold. And Killian, the one who never hesitated to call me out but still stood by me no matter what. They’d all been there for me, loving me in ways I never thought possible. And I… I had kept secrets. I thought I was protecting them, making their lives better, but instead, I pushed them away. No more. I picked up my pen and wrote the last name on the final invitation: Killian. With a sigh, I sealed the envelope and placed it with the others. Tonight w
Mabel’s POV The room was quiet except for the muffled ticking of the clock on the wall. I sat at my vanity, staring at my reflection. It was a little past 5 am. My hair was neatly curled, my makeup flawless, but my lips twisted into a smirk that betrayed the thoughts dancing in my head. A cruel laugh escaped me, echoing through the empty room. It wasn’t the first time I’d laughed like this, but it was the first time it felt so ahh… satisfying. I leaned back in my chair, folding my arms, as I let my mind wander back to just yesterday. How much effort it had taken for me to fake those tears. Oh, how I’d sniffled and sobbed, trembling just enough to make the boys believe I was truly sorry for all I did in the past. I almost laughed again. They had no idea. Not a single clue. “God, they’re so predictable,” I muttered to myself, shaking my head. “A few crocodile tears, and they’re eating out of the palm of my hand.” But it hadn’t always been that easy. I leaned forward, resting my e
Loraine’s POV I stared at my phone for a long moment before finally dialing Chloe’s number. She picked up after the third ring, and thank the goddess, her bright voice immediately lifted my spirits. “Loraine! What’s up?” “Hey,” I said, trying to keep my voice casual. “I was wondering if you and Sasha were free today. I could use some company.” Chloe hesitated for only a second. “Of course! Let me check with Sasha, but I’m pretty sure she’s free. Are you okay, though? You sound a little…off.” I forced a laugh. “I’m fine, really. Just bored. It’s been a while since we all hung out.” “Well, in that case, consider it a date. We’ll be there in an hour!” “Thanks, Chloe. I owe you.” “You owe me coffee,” she teased before hanging up. I exhaled, feeling a small weight lift from my chest. Having my friends around would be a good distraction. Maybe it would help me feel normal again. When Chloe and Sasha arrived, Mabel and I were already in the kitchen preparing snacks. Mabel had insi
Hunter’s POV I leaned back in my chair, staring blankly at the wall, replaying the events from a few days ago. The memories swirled in my head, sharp and relentless, tugging at me in ways I couldn’t shake off. It had all started with Mabel. She’d called us out of nowhere, panic lacing her voice. “Hunter, you need to get to the mall right now,” she’d said. “Loraine’s there, and she doesn’t have enough warriors with her.” The urgency In her tone had sent a jolt through me. “Why is she at the mall without protection?” I’d demanded, already motioning for Kris, Killian, and Preston to follow me. “I don’t know!” Mabel had snapped. “Just hurry!” We hadn’t wasted a second. The thought of Loraine being vulnerable—alone—was unbearable. When we got to the mall, what we saw made my blood boil. Gordon. Her ex. Begging her to come back to him like some pathetic excuse for a man. I could still see the look on his face, the desperation in his eyes, and the way he reached out to her like he
Today is a good day for me. Not only did I just get my wolf, but I also got to bind with my mate and live forever with him. For me, this is one of the best days of my life because I have been looking forward to this day forever. “C’mon, Loraine. Get your ass moving or we are going to be late.” My best friend, Jennifer, calls out to me, and I flip her away. I can’t seem to step away from the mirror. I want to appear perfect for him. I can already imagine the look on his face when he sees me standing in front of him in the tight-fitting, curving, accentuating ball gown I have chosen. Anxiety is causing me to break out in sweats, and I know I have to calm myself down or I’ll ruin the little makeup I’ve managed to put on. My best friend appears beside me suddenly and pulls me away. “That’s enough!” she says sternly. She has taken up the role of being a mom to me ever since my parents passed away in an auto crash two years ago, and the role fits her well. After all, she’s a bit older
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