Todos os capítulos de Mated To The Quadruplets Lycan Alphas : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Author's POVFrom the shadowed cover of the trees, Kavian and Shirin watched silently, their presence cloaked in darkness as chaos unfolded before them. The rogue wolves had struck with savage precision, their aggression sending terrified civilians fleeing and scattering like leaves in the wind. Screams filled the air, and the scent of fear and blood was thick.Kavian’s jaw clenched as his gaze locked on her—Rose. Her delicate form darted through the confusion, clearly vulnerable, clearly marked. One of the rogues had spotted her. He was closing in. Fast.Kavian’s muscles tensed, his instincts screaming to intervene. One second more and he would have abandoned his post, blown their cover—damn the consequences—just to keep her safe.But then, like a dark wind summoned from the night itself, Alpha Damian appeared.The rogue didn’t stand a chance. With terrifying force, Damian seized him and hurled him like he weighed nothing, sending the attacker sprawling across the ground.Shirin, who

Author's POVThe tavern was dimly lit, thick with the scent of ale and the low hum of hushed conversations. Shadows clung to the corners like secrets, and the fire in the hearth flickered uneasily—as if it too sensed something foul had slithered in.The door creaked open.A group of rugged men stepped inside, cloaked in grime and the unmistakable stench of blood and sweat. Rogues. Eyes followed them as they moved through the room, but none dared to stop them. Their leader, a broad-shouldered brute with a jagged scar running down his cheek, locked eyes on the man seated alone at the corner table.Alpha Damian.The rogue approached like a wolf testing its luck against a larger predator. From the tension in his stride, it was clear he wasn’t here for a friendly drink. Behind him, the others spread out slightly, hands hovering near blades, as if preparing for a fight.“Alpha Damian,” the rogue said, trying to sound casual but failing to hide the edge in his voice. “We did what you asked—r

Rose's POVWe didn’t dare stand too close to the courtroom, but we lingered within earshot, tucked near one of the stone columns that flanked the outer hall. My fingers twisted anxiously at the hem of my sleeve while Laura leaned casually against the wall beside me, though I knew her nonchalance was a performance for anyone who might be watching.The large oak doors creaked open, and the last girl—her—stepped out. My heart lurched. She was the one Laura had arranged everything with, the girl paid to play her part in our carefully spun story. Laura leaned toward me slightly.“That’s her,” she murmured under her breath, eyes narrowing as she studied the girl’s face.We both watched intently, trying to decipher what lay behind the girl’s expression. Her eyes were wide and a little glassy, her steps brisk but not frantic. No guards followed her. No stern voices called her back. She didn’t look like someone who had been accused of lying… or caught in one.But still, there was something unr

Rose's POV“Do you know what you’re asking for?” he murmured, his voice low—like a warning cloaked in velvet.The air between us thickened, dense with tension. My breath snagged in my throat. I stood there, frozen in the intimate gravity of his presence, his mismatched eyes—green and blue—burning through every wall I had.My lips parted, but no words came.Because no… I didn’t truly know what I was asking for.And yet, some stubborn, inexplicable part of me wanted it all the same.A beat passed. Then two. And somehow, I found my voice—soft and shaking but honest.“I know none of this makes sense,” I whispered, “but I can’t deny the way you make me feel. I’ve never felt this way with anyone before… and I don’t think I ever could again.”His expression didn’t change, but I swore the air around him pulsed.“I can’t imagine myself being anyone else’s mate,” I said, swallowing. “So I want you to come forward. Replace one of the suitors. Claim your place… beside me.”For a long, weighted mo

Rose's POV “What gift are you talking about?” I asked, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. My voice was low, uncertain—tinged with the sharp edge of fear that comes from not knowing if your entire life has been a lie.Vivian looked at me, truly looked, like she was measuring the weight of her next words. For a fleeting moment, something flickered in her eyes—hesitation, pain… maybe guilt. Her lips parted like she was about to tell me everything. But then, just as quickly, she swallowed it back and placed a hand gently on my shoulder.“Don’t worry,” she said softly, her voice suddenly warm and reassuring. “I’m here now. And everything… is about to change.”Change? The word echoed in my chest like the first rumble of a distant storm. I wanted to press her, to demand answers—but there was something final in the way she said it, something that told me pushing would only make her retreat again. So I stayed silent, even as questions burned beneath my skin like wildfire.Just t