All Chapters of Mated to four: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Riven – POV The moment I stepped inside the damn house, her scent slammed into me like a freight train. Sweet. Soft. Hers. It curled in my nose, punched me right in the chest, and my wolf went still. She was here. I took another step—slow, controlled. And that's when I saw her. Peeking from behind the kitchen door like a scared little rabbit. One glance at us, and she bolted. Straight for Kael. Before I could even blink, she slammed face-first into his chest. Hard. She froze on impact, hands gripping his shirt like a lifeline. Her body shook, her scent went sharp with fear, and everything in me locked up. Kael didn't move. Just held her. Damian smiled. "It's okay," Kael said softly. "I'm sure you remember his grumpy face. He won't hurt you." I rolled my damn eyes. "Grumpy face? Really?" She peeked out from behind Kael's shirt like a shy pup. Big eyes. Cute... and heartbreaking. So yeah, she remembered me. Or at least recognized I wasn't a threat. Didn't mean she tru

Lira – POV That name. That fucking name. It crashed through my skull like a hammer. I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. Couldn't hear anything but the sound of my own ragged breathing. Kael was talking—his voice low, calm, trying to anchor me—but he felt a million miles away. Because I was gone. My body was in this room. But my mind... It was back there. Back in that hell. I was chained up—arms suspended above my head, wrists rubbed raw from how long I'd been hanging. Naked. Filthy. Weak. I couldn't even stand on my own anymore. My toes barely brushed the floor. My knees were shaking. And he stood in front of me. Christ. Smiling. Smiling like this was a fucking game to him. "You think silence saves you?" he said, voice smooth, too calm. "You think if you stay quiet, I'll forget you exist?" He grabbed my jaw, fingers digging into the sides of my face until my teeth ached. "You don't get to disappear, Three-Seven. You're mine. You understand that?" I didn't answer.

Lucas – POV I packed light. Not much was needed—just a few essentials and whatever information I'd managed to dig up during my time away. Riven had already made his move back to Damian's pack. Now it was my turn. But I wasn't rushing because of a report. It was her. The omega. Our omega. I hadn't even laid eyes on her since the day we found her, barely conscious and clinging to life, but the bond hadn't dulled—not even for a second. I could still feel her fear, lingering at the edge of my awareness like a bruise that refused to fade. And every time I felt it, something sharp twisted in my chest. Riven tried to mask it with sarcasm. Damian buried it under strategy. Kael... Kael stayed close, offering her comfort none of us could match from a distance. But me? I carried her with me in silence. I'd seen what that kind of fear does to people. What kind of damage had to be done to an omega for her to flinch at every sound. To trust no one. To forget her own damn name. And still

Lira – POV I couldn’t keep still. Not after hearing that bastard’s name. Christ. Even just thinking it made my stomach knot so tight it hurt. My skin prickled, my chest constricted—like invisible hands were wrapping around my throat, dragging me right back to the moments I’d tried so hard to bury. I needed to move. Needed to do something before the walls in my head started closing in. So I went for the shower. I twisted the handle until the water came out scalding, stepped under it, and let the heat pound down my back. My skin turned red, but I didn’t care. I wanted it to burn—wanted to feel anything other than the ghost of his hands on me. But the memories came anyway. Every hit. Every burn. Every brand pressed into my flesh until the pain blurred into a haze that never really left. They flashed through my mind like an endless reel I couldn’t shut off. And worse—the others. The other omegas still trapped there. Still screaming behind locked doors. Still muzzled and c

Lucas pov had barely stepped through the damn front door before I was being dragged straight to Damian's office. Kael opened the door like his ass was on fire, and there they all were—Riven leaning against the wall with his usual scowl, Damian behind his desk already half pissed off about something. "What the hell did I walk into?" I asked, shutting the door behind me. Nobody answered. Great. "I swear," I muttered, "if this is another one of Riven's mood swings—" That's when I heard it. The softest footsteps outside the office door. Then it creaked open. And she walked in. Lira. Our omega. The room went quiet. My damn heart stopped. She looked smaller than I remembered, but there was something different in her eyes. Something fierce. I stepped forward before I even realized I was moving. "What's going on?" Damian didn't miss a beat. "We're heading to the training yard." I blinked. "Training?" He stood, grabbed a file off his desk, and walked past me