Semua Bab Fated to Four Brothers : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Loraine’s POV “Please,” I beg, arching my back so our sweaty bodies meet. My body is burning with an intense need for him. Slightly, he pushes forward, and then the strokes become steady, then fast until I can barely breathe. My control is about to snap—if it hasn’t already—with the way he’s grinding me fiercely. Pleasure ricochets up my spine. Preston’s whispering sweet nonsense to me only causes the pleasure to swell more inside me. His lips trace my chest and go up to my chest. I know he wants to claim me, mark me. but then he’s thinking of his brothers. It won’t be fair to them. And to me, to take that choice away from me, although in this moment, all I want is to feel his fangs breaking through my skin. “You taste so good, little wolf.” Preston whispers against my neck. “I want you’.” His thrust became slow and passionate. He pulls back, staring into my eyes, and I’m completely lost in this pool of grey eyes. Slowly, gently, he picks up the pace again, his eyes never leavi

Loraine’s POV The first thing I see after coming out of my room sends adrenaline and nerves running up my spine. What I hear from Preston has me doubling back with hurt; it reminds me once again of the incident with Alpha Gordon and how he had quickly and mercilessly rejected me. Although Preston is not outright rejecting me, his complete and utter disregard for my feelings and our privacy feels like a rejection. My heart clenches tight in my chest as Kris’ eyes meet mine briefly. I can’t tell what he’s thinking, but I can see that he’s hurt. I have no idea what kind of bond the brothers share or the extent of the bind, but from the look on his face, I gather that he has an idea what transpired between Preston and me yesterday, and Preston’s flaunting everything in his face like that is only making things worse. Kris may not have gotten his Alpha title just yet, but that does not make him any less of an Alpha or any less ready to back down for his brother. I can’t do anything

Kris’ POV I realise I should not have spoken to her like that, but I’m upset. Well, not entirely upset… scared. My wolf is scared. What if she does not get to pick me? What if my other brothers, who know how to be more forward in their advances, win this thing over us? I know I’ll never be the same again, especially if I have to lose her after meeting her and learning the sweet personality she has. I’m not sure I’ll be able to live with the pain of seeing her bound to one of my brothers. I had snapped, and that’s one of the reasons why I cannot look her in the eyes, although she’s fucking sitting across from me. The other reason is because I think she might be upset herself. She has not uttered a word since leaving my brother’s office hours ago. She has kept her mouth sealed shut, her facial expression neutral, and has not tried to initiate a conversation, although we are seated around a dining table enjoying the most exotic lunch a werewolf could ever ask for. Hunter has als

Loraine’s POV Sasha and I spent about two hours in the pastry shop, after which Sasha decided she had been away from her husband for too long and decided to return to the infirmary. Maddox is still unconscious, but that did not stop me from dropping his get well soon gift. “Thanks for coming, Loraine,” Sasha says, giving me a side hug. “I’ll see you. When?” “I’ll come by often,” I assure her. “Maybe next time when I come, we can try that diner and maybe a spa?” She smiles and takes my hand, walking me back to the car. “Take care of yourself,” I say, drawing her close to me when we reach the car. “Don’t just take care of him and forget all about yourself. Your health is also important.” “Yes, mum.” Gently, she nudges me to the car, and Kris climbs in after me after giving her an affectionate hug and what I assume to be words of encouragement since I cannot hear a word of what they’re saying through the tinted glasses. By the time we get to the mansion, it's already past 10 p.

Loraine’s POV By the time we return home, I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck, and I probably look like it too. I head to my room first to take a shower and change into simpler clothes. Although I spent my whole day trying not to think about the fact that this is Alpha Hunter’s night, it’s all I’ve thought about. I am well aware of the fact that we’ve not had any intimate moments between us except for that first time in his office when we kissed. I bring my fingers to my lips as though it would remind me of that day. The feelings that had been awakened inside of me since that very faithful day. I know I should probably be moving, willing my feet to take me to Alpha Hunter’s door, where I’ll be spending my night, but I can’t. Instead, I’m sitting on my bed having a mini-panic attack because who’s to say Alpha Hunter will be like Kris and not overpower me with his emotions? Urgh… I feel like pulling out my hair. The soft knock that sounds on my door stops me from doing t