All Chapters of Mated to four: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Lira's POV I don't know how I found the strength to lift my head, but I did. My body was flushed with heat, slick and aching, every nerve ending pulled tight like a bowstring ready to snap. Four sets of eyes burned into me, but it was his I locked onto. Riven. He stood frozen, chest heaving, jaw tight. Out of all of them... he was the one I thought would never want me. He'd barely looked at me when I first came to the pack, always keeping his distance, always guarded and cold. But now? Now he looked like he was barely hanging on by a thread. I saw the war in his eyes—restraint battling instinct. And yet, when I reached for him, his whole body flinched like he'd been hit. "You sure, sweetheart?" he rasped, voice low, guttural. "I'm not like the others... I don't think I can be gentle." "I want you," I whispered, breath trembling as my heat pulsed harder inside me, "Please." He moved then, slowly at first, like a predator circling prey he was afraid to break. But when his han

Damian pov The first thing I felt was heat. Soft, warm, familiar. Then her scent hit me—sweet, addictive, fuckin' made just for me. Lira. My eyes cracked open to find her curled into my chest, tangled in the blankets we'd thrown together to cover us. Her lips were slightly parted, breath soft and steady. She looked peaceful, like none of the shit she'd been through had ever touched her. Like the world wasn't broken outside that nest. I didn't deserve this. Didn't deserve her. But that wasn't stopping me from keeping her. I dragged a hand down my face and sat up slow, careful not to wake her. She made a small sound in her sleep, like she felt the cold the second I pulled away, and fuck me, it almost made me lay right back down beside her. Almost. I glanced around the room, expecting to hear one of the others grumbling about noise or taking up space—but the place was dead quiet. Too quiet. Where the fuck were they? Kael, Riven, Lucas—none of them were here. Not even a damn

Kael's POV When Lucas told me to go, I didn't know whether to be happy or ecstatic. I've been waiting to claim Lira ever since the day we found her in that godsdamned forest—broken, trembling, barely breathing. She'd looked at me like I was the monster, like all I wanted was to hurt her. And now... she was looking at me like I was her salvation. My heart pounded so loud I could barely hear anything else. She was standing there, clutching her stomach like the heat was tearing her apart from the inside, but her eyes—those beautiful, watery eyes—were locked on me. Me. The second I moved, she took a step forward like her body already knew. My feet carried me to her without hesitation, and when I finally reached her, she collapsed into me like she'd been waiting for this too. I held her close, one hand sliding into her hair, the other wrapping around her waist as she whimpered into my chest. Her scent was pure fucking heaven—sweet and sharp and laced with desperation. "We've got yo

Damian's POV – A Few Days LaterWe gave it a few days—barely enough time to breathe, let alone process everything we found.Christ's office had been a goldmine of corruption. Lucas, Riven, and I had spent every waking hour combing through the files his men recovered. Pages and pages of transactions, backdoor deals, shipments, names. All of it led to one ugly truth: this wasn't just Christ. This was a network. A festering, well-oiled operation that ran deep—right into the council itself.Kael stayed behind with Lira.She was still in the nest, still caught in that cruel cycle—heat flaring up at the most random times and crashing just as quickly. Off and on, over and over. Whatever Christ injected her with was still in her system, and none of us knew how long it would take to burn out.Kael hadn't left her side. Not once.Lucas had offered to take a shift, but Kael growled at him like his wolf was one breath from snapping. And honestly? None of us blamed him. We'd all had our time with

CHRIST – POVIt was supposed to be perfect.I leaned against the wall, arms folded, watching through the reinforced glass. My lips curled as I saw her—Lira—shaking, her scent clouding the air like nectar dripping from a split fruit. And him—Lucas—trembling with restraint, his jaw locked tight as his body betrayed him.The serum worked. I knew it would.Custom-made. Carefully timed. A trigger tailored to her heat cycle so precise that no alpha could resist, no matter their willpower.And when Lucas finally gave in… oh, it was poetry. The way his hands gripped her hips, the way Lira clung to him, her soft whimpers curling into the air like smoke from a slow-burning fire. Heat flooded the space so thick it practically bled through the walls.I tilted my head and let the moment burn into my memory. See? I whispered to no one. She was always meant to be used.But my victory was short-lived.Because she changed.One heartbeat, she was pliant and dazed. The next—her eyes sharpened like a bla