บททั้งหมดของ Mated to Four: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

PhoebeBy the Moon Goddess, I’ve never seen anything this grand in my entire life.From Hayden’s car window, I stared in awe at the four-story building that looked more like a European palace than a regular home. When we pulled up, a line of guards stood like a human fence along both sides of the driveway. Dressed in black uniforms, they looked like modern Jedi knights—but way more intimidating.My heart sank. This wasn’t just a powerful pack—Silver Claw basically owned everything within a radius the size of Texas. It felt like its own universe, complete with strict rules and a theatrical lifestyle. Take Hayden, for example—always dressed sharp like royalty, but his hair? It looked like something straight out of a K-pop concert.“Oh, my sweet boy.”A woman stepped out of the silver-carved double doors. Her long hair shimmered in silver and blonde tones, and her swan-shaped earrings glinted in the light. She looked like a magical creature—more fairy than wolf. Her movements were gracef

PhoebeI refused to talk to Hayden.Adonis stepped in and explained my mood, and Hayden finally backed off. I was mentally drained today, and all I could hope for was that I’d feel better tomorrow.Under the warm stream of the dorm shower, I tried to wash away all the stress. I stayed in there so long my fingertips wrinkled. I even found myself enjoying the citrusy scent of the shampoo Tyra picked out when we were out shopping at the Livingstone minimart.At first, I didn’t want it—I’ve always preferred minty scents like the ones back home. But damn, she was right. That fresh lemony smell hit differently, like it cleared out my whole brain. Even when I dried my hair with the hairdryer, the scent still lingered.When I stepped out of the bathroom, Zion was already sitting on my bed, his right leg crossed over the left. He smiled big when he saw me, opening his arms wide as he flipped the book he was reading face down on the nightstand.“I’m gonna change real quick,” I said, tossing my

PhoenixWhat does it feel like to be tired?I didn’t even remember anymore. Not to sound whiny, but ever since I fell into this coma, I’ve started to miss all the little things I used to find annoying. Like being tired of having to be the responsible twin to someone as chaotic as Phoebe, or always having to live up to the “golden child” image of the family. Sometimes, I wish I could be like her—wild, carefree, and not constantly wearing this mask of perfection.I remember her dropping popcorn all over the couch during her third Gilmore Girls binge of the week.“I’ll do my homework later,” she said.“Stop nagging, Phoenix. I’ll clean it up, okay?”Back then, I’d always just walk away instead of starting a fight. But now? I’d kill for that kind of chaos again. I miss the normal stuff. The everyday noise.Now I can only see myself—kind of transparent, stuck in this ugly hospital gown like a wound that won’t heal. I wander the halls, watching tired faces, muffled sobs, and hope hanging in

Phoenix“Shit, what the hell is happening?!”Silia’s grip around me tightened. It felt like getting strangled by thorned vines—even though her tentacles were soft, which somehow made it way creepier. She lifted me higher off the ground. My body was shaking, and breathing was getting harder.Down below, the Courier was panicking, trying to pull the tentacles off me, but it was useless. All he could do was mutter curses under his breath while still bowing to the forest spirit.“How do I get free from her?!” I shouted, my voice already hoarse from the pain.“I don’t know! I’ve never gotten caught like this before!”“Great,” I groaned, biting my lip just to stay conscious. “Why the hell did I look her in the eyes…”Silia hissed—a hundred overlapping voices all at once, cold enough to freeze me to the bone. Her many eyes stared into me, blinking out of sync. It was disgusting, terrifying.“A MORTAL HAS NO RIGHT TO CHALLENGE ME WITH A STARE.”Then—from somewhere far off—I heard a howl.This

Phoebe“Ouch!”I groaned as Phoenix smacked the top of my head. Not hard, but enough to make it throb. He just grinned, looking way too pleased—like he’d been dying to do that forever. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if he woke up from his coma just for this.“Come on, say something funny. I just woke up and I want my life to feel meaningful—but, you know, chill.” He leaned back against the pillow with that annoying smirk. “Seriously, you look hilarious when you’re trying to be serious.”“But—” I tried to cut in, but the words got stuck in my throat. Instead, my brain started replaying memories of the old Phoenix—Mr. Perfect Rules, the guy who snapped when anyone so much as bent the law of his universe.He always called me a rebellious brat, a walking headache who created chaos for him to clean up. And now… now I’ve got four mates. Four! I can’t even imagine how he’s gonna react when he finds out.Mom walked back in with the doctor, and that’s when I realized she’d left earlier. I’d