I was nervous. I can't tell the number of times I changed my outfit. This was the night they would introduce me to the pack as a mate, not a sister. The thoughts of what the pack might say when I got introduced scared me. I checked my reflection in the mirror. This was the tenth outfit I'd changed into in the space of an hour. I was nervous. The turquoise blue gown brought out my curves. It was a knee-length body-con strapless gown, with a heart shape on my lower back. I knew none of them would allow me to walk out there in such a dress, so I had my coat on standby. I plaited my hair in a braid, leaving the tip to dangle on my waist. “Goddess, I need your help,” I muttered, staring into the mirror at the woman looking at me from the other side. Unlike the time Father introduced me to the pack, I wanted to burrow into the ground and wait it out. I had never felt half as nervous as I did at that moment. “Darling, are you ready?” Mitch questioned as he knocked on the door. I gulped,

I stilled in my steps, my heart almost lurching from my chest at the sight of the last woman I ever wanted to see. I couldn't control the shiver that worked through me as my mind flew on autopilot. Standing there with a smile on her face was the same woman who made me leave the pack five years ago. The woman whose mere mention weakened me. I might be my stepbrother's second chance mate, but she was the first. They would have ended up with her had she not cheated on him. Now, seeing her on the doorstep, it couldn't be for a courtesy call. It would only be one thing — trouble. “Helen? What are you doing here?” Mike questioned as he walked towards the door. I didn't move, rooted to the spot as different thoughts went through my mind. I shivered when her eyes landed on me. I could see it. The bitch was back, and she looked ready for war. The beaming woman broke into tears at the question. It was so fast. One minute, she was smiling and the next, she turned into a weeping mess. Had she

I sat back on the stool. “I think you are getting the whole facts mixed up, Helen.” She folded her arms, her eyes narrowed at me. “Aren't you shameless? Clinging to your brothers like a whore?” She spat. I scoffed. “A tramp? Who among us is the slut? The bitch who slept with the men she cheated on knowing they were drunk? Or the one who couldn't keep her legs closed and ended up sleeping with your mates' Beta?” “You dare speak to me like that?!” She raised her hand to slap me, but I held it before it could touch my face, twisting it until she screamed out. “Don't think you can do anything because you are pregnant. I can kick you to hell and no one will blink,” I threatened, pushing her off. “My mates won't let you escape from this!” She wagged her fingers at me, looking like a bullied child or should I say spoiled brat. “Your mates? Did I hear those words correctly, my dear? Last I checked, you broke the bond by cheating. And they never marked you.” I leaned forward and took a k

Mike chuckled against my left ear, his breath doing so many things to my pussy, which kept on clenching. “Are you wet for us?” He whispered, his left palm going further down to cup my cunt. “So soaked and ready, like a good mate,” he purred in appreciation.“Having my mates in the same room always makes me wet,” I mumbled back. From my peripheral, I caught Mitch and Miles unzipping their pants as they watched us. I turned to Mike, who was waiting for me to turn towards him. “Do you want me to suck you?” I whispered.Without waiting for his reply, I got on my knees in front of him and looked up at him, waiting for him to take the hint. He undid his belt buckle and pulled down his boxers and pants in one swoop, revealing a rock-hard cock of adequate length and girth. My mates had the same length. It was surreal, but they did. The only difference was their sizes. Mitch was bigger, followed by Miles. Mike has just the right size.I heard groans and turned. Miles and Mitch had their righ

I didn't lean towards my companions for support, walking down with my head held high. If I wanted them to respect me, I had to earn it by standing up for myself and not cowering behind my mates. I wasn't trying to say I was bold and not scared. I was. Feeling their stares terrified me, but I carried on. I climbed the short stairs to the raised podium and sat on an armchair. With my mates seated, I focused my attention on the people who were equally staring at me. As one, they rose from their chairs and bowed to my mates, who waved for them to sit back down. My eyes wandered around the room until it landed on the last person I expected to see. Helen sat at the end, her gaze on mine. Huh? Seems I was right in my hunch.Mike cleared his throat, getting the attention of the people trying to penetrate holes into my skin. “You called us here for a meeting. Can you please specify the reasons?” His voice carried on throughout the room, the tone hard and commanding. The doctor who ran the t