Mated To The Quadruplets Brothers

Rachael's POV"Could we just have some peace?" I groaned in frustration covering my ears with both hands.The entire building is buzzing with sounds; loud music from the sitting room where people were gathered to rejoice and make merry. They turned up the volume of the music so highly that I wondered how they could even hear themselves inside there.It was the birthday of all four sons of Alpha Blackwood; the Alpha of the Crimson Pack. They are quadruplets but not identical.Justin, Jake, Jackson and Jared in that order, they were called. And just in the same way they are not identical, all four sons also acts differently.Stretching and yawning, I stood in the middle of the kitchen admiring the spotless clean look I had given it. Now all that is left for me to do is, take out the thrash and then I can head back to my room or anywhere else where I can have some peace and quietness.. away from all the madness.I picked up the trash in the kitchen and put them into the trash can, then I

Rachael's POVI thought becoming the mate of the sons of the Alpha, would change my situation for good. Even if I didn't like them, and knew that they loathed me even more, I felt it wasn't so bad if it could afford me the luxury of being treated well at least.I had this tiny thought that it would change my status in the Pack, from a slave to something much more prestigious. Yet, there I was, in the Alpha's bathroom, standing on a chair and cleaning the walls as carefully as I could.Alpha Blackwood was a very meticulous person who never liked to see any dirt around him. He was clean to the core, and had made it a rule that I was the only one allowed to clean his bathroom. So if a single speck of dust was ever found, he at-least knows who to punish.I scrubbed the wall with the brush in my hand, as hard as I could, after spotting something brownish on the wall that just wouldn't go away that easily.I heard the Alpha's bedroom door open, and thought it would either be Alpha Blackwood

Rachael's POV"You better don't fall from my hands." I whispered to the plate, as it almost slipped while I tried to place it on the rack after washing.If that had happened, i would have been in so much trouble. Thankfully, it didn't. I dropped the plate carefully and went back to wash the rest of the dishes.Of all the chores which I disliked, doing the dishes was my favourite. It afforded me the time to think and reflect on so many things and except for the times when there were too many or there was an occasion which required that I did them very quickly, it was relatively not difficult at all.I loved the sight of the water when I moved my hands around it, after pouring in the dishwashing liquid causing it to foam. It felt so good that sometimes, I forgot that I needed to wash and not fool around. It has landed me in trouble a few times, but I struggled to learn from it.Anyway, I whistled aloud as I did the dishes with a smile on my face. I still felt a little pain from the inj

Rachael's POVI gasped, amazed at the clarity of the blue waterfall. It kept spurting gleefully over the rocks down into the river beneath with a beautiful splash and all I could do was stare in awe of the magnificent sight before me.It was one of the few things that reminded me that life wasn't all that bad, no matter how it seemed. It taught me to appreciate everything around me and see some sort of good in them unless there isn't.I loved to come here often and after being here several times, it became my favourite spot. Well, I'd say it was more than that for Jared and I. It was our secret spot, away from everyone else. A place where we could always go to have certain discussions that we could never have had anywhere else.As usual, Jared was here with me. We had decided to head over here for a little chat. He sat by my left-hand side and stared at the pool too. He loved the view just like I did, or maybe a bit less."Don't you just love this view?" I asked, turning to see what

Rachael's POVBeing the mate of all four sons of the Alpha did have its perks, but sadly, it didn't include not having to wash my clothes or the clothes of my seniors.I sat in the laundry room with my bucket in front of me and a pile of clothes by the side which I had to wash as fast as I could so I could leave there.I only have three slave gowns, as my only property in my wardrobe.. so the pile belonged to the seniors.Several maids were there too. Most were almost already done with their clothes whilst a few were still about to begin, just like me.I picked up a dress and tossed it into the bucket and then I began to scrub as hard as I could. It was a technique that helped me wash the clothes faster without getting discouraged; taking them one after the other instead of putting a lot into the bucket at once. The more the dresses looked into my eyes, the more I got discouraged.I got done with the first and began to wash the second finally getting the hang of it. It wasn't annoying