All Chapters of Revenge Of My Four Alpha Mates: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Aurora POV “Dylan, that’s not what happened.” I don’t like how he is looking at Riley or how he is treating my son. This was just harmless child crush. Why is he getting so upset over this? “Really?” he challenges, grinding his teeth as he pulls Riley’s hair back to reveal the offending red mark. I see tiny imprints of teeth on her skin, making my stomach stop. “Watch your tone!” I warn, my hackles rising as Dylan looks away, baring his neck. “We’re leaving now, Riley. ”He grabs her wrist and starts dragging her out of the kitchen. “Hang on a second,” I call after them, my heart jumping over itself as fear grips me for my friend.“Dylan, you can’t seriously be this upset about this,” Ethan strides over, putting himself between me and Dylan. I sidestep perfectly capable of taking care of this myself. Dylan, however, is vibrating with rage, his knuckles white as he grips Riley’s arm. “Stay out of this. Do you think you would feel differently if Oli marked your mate!” Ethan blanches, hi

Aurora POV “Luca will be alright, you know?” I turn seeing Caleb in the doorway as I let out a sigh, zipping up my pale blue dress with decorative large beaded flowers. “How can you know that?” Caleb adjusts his glasses coming up behind me as I add my gold earrings in the mirror. “I know things,” he teases, tapping his glasses as a smile tugs at my lips whilst I roll my eyes.What I don’t tell him is that I thought I was past my trauma. But something had been niggling at me since Kara said Dylan wasn’t our father. I know he isn’t. He’s actually a really sweet guy, to be honest, and had taken Logan’s crush well for the most part … but all the other issues Riley mentioned, the stress in their relationship, Logan biting her neck no doubt sent him over the edge. Was I projecting? My father nearly destroyed my mother. I watched it happen time and time again. She never would have left him if it wasn’t for me.It only occurs to me now I never felt with the stress of that, but seeing Luca re

Caleb POV “What exactly is a Lycan?” Caden asks as everyone looks my way, a sea of confused faces in front of me. I can see an inkling of hurt on Aurora’s face. I hadn’t told my brothers what I had found. I would never reveal something so important to just them and not her, but from the look on her face, I can tell that’s what she believes. My lips press into a thin line. I hate disappointing anyone, especially her. But after so many of my visions have been incorrect, I needed to verify this information before sharing it with us all.Since Luca’s return, I have felt his wolf's presence, so different from my brothers or any other alpha. With those alphas, the aura feels like an arm wrestle, their auras trying to force your hand to surrender to their side. With Luca, his aura feels like a blade to the neck; there is no fighting against it.Gabriel had taken some of his blood, and we had seen abnormalities in the structure of how his blood responded to various tests, including silver, wo

Sabastian POV My entire body felt pulled taut like an elastic band ready to snap; the only thing holding me in place was Aurora’s smooth skin beneath my hand and the sound of her heart beating. Jaden held Stacey against him, whispering in her ear as she ran her fingers through his hair. I wanted my kitten to soothe me that way. I had promised to give up smoking, but after that fucking bombshell, I’m not too sure I would be able to stick to it.Caleb drummed his fingers on the table as he looked at Kara. “The next full moon? Why is that date significant?” Ethan looks at our brother as Rosa comes in and takes away the plates with the other staff helpers. She picks up a weird vibe in the room but doesn’t say anything. I feel bad about not eating more. The food is delicious, and there are still several more courses, but all of us feel the threat of the bond. With Caleb’s vision and Kara basically confirming it. It feels like my kitten is already slipping away. My hand skims up her dress,

Ethan POVThe lounge we entered was one my father used to keep calm peace and quiet, from my brothers and I. It was a fucking shrine to neglect—dust motes swirling in the dim light like lazy spectators to the sin about to unfold. The leather couch, cracked with age, groaned under the weight of anticipation, its scent of old polish and forgotten secrets thick in the air.And then there was her.My mate, her sinful form wrapped in a cute little bow. Her large green doe eyes were enough to bring any man to his knees.She moved like liquid sin, hips swaying with every step, her dress clinging to every curve like it was begging for mercy. The click of her heel against the door was a goddamn death knell for my self-control—click—and just like that, we were sealed in our own private den of debauchery.“I’ve missed you, Ethan,” she purred, voice like velvet wrapped around a fucking knife.Before I could even choke out a reply, she was on her knees, her hands sliding up my thighs with the prec