Semua Bab Fated to Four Brothers : Bab 131 - Bab 140

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 “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 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 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 I put on a war cry alarm to wake me gently the next day. Today was my chance to make things right. I had stayed up late planning a buffet and games, something lighthearted and fun to bring us all together. I needed to show Killian, Preston, Kris, Hunter, and even Mabel that I could put the past behind me and move forward with grace…. Or at least, that’s what I was PRETENDING to do. By the time I finished setting up the dining hall, I was exhausted but proud. The tables were arranged beautifully with plates of roasted meats, colorful salads, an array of desserts, and even a drink station. On the far side of the room, I set up games, everything from ring toss to trivia. It was perfect—a way to distract everyone from the mess I’d caused. When the Alphas walked in, their reactions made it all worth it. “Loraine, this is incredible,” Hunter said, his eyes wide as he took in the setup. Preston grinned, clapping me on the shoulder. “You’ve outdone yourself. Is this all f