All Chapters of Mated to the Four Hockey Billionaire Alphas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Love always came with conditions. I learned that the day I presented as an Omega. My parents loved the son who was going to be an Alpha like his father. They loved the perfect grades, the academic awards, the future they'd already planned out for me. Then I presented omega at twenty-one, and overnight I became something to be ashamed of. "Do you have any idea what people in our circle are saying? An omega son? We should've sent you away years ago." My father spat those words three months ago, right before he threw my two battered suitcases onto the wet pavement and slammed the door in my face. Rain poured from a black Chicago sky that night. It soaked straight through my thin sweater while I stood alone on the sidewalk outside my childhood home. My mother never even came downstairs. That was three months ago. Three months of sleeping folded into the backseat of a rusted-out hatchback. Three months of double shifts at a coffee shop that smelled like burnt espresso and pity. Three

I’m dead, my brain screamed. I’m actually dead.​Memories of every horror story I’d ever read about rogue Alphas overwhelmed during an Omega’s unexpected heat flooded my mind. The news reports, the warnings on dark web forums—everything pointed to one thing. They were going to break me. They were going to force themselves on me.​"Please," I sobbed out, my voice breaking as tears blurred my vision. I dropped my leather folder, hands coming up to cover my face in a useless attempt to shield myself. "Please, don't—don't hurt me! I swear I didn't mean to trick you! I'll leave, I won't tell anyone, just—please don't assault me!"​The silence that fell over the penthouse wasn't just quiet—it was suffocating.​Cassian’s hand, which had been anchored securely on the back of my neck, froze instantly. His amber-gold eyes flared, the dark, feral hunger in them vanishing, replaced by a sudden, sharp stillness. Slowly, he pulled his face away from my neck, stepping back half a pace.​"What did he

“Jesus, boys,” Dr. Sterling muttered as she pulled an emergency neutralizer mask from her coat pocket. “The Alpha pheromones in here are thick enough to suffocate a draft horse. What on earth did you do?”“We did nothing,” Roman replied calmly. “He’s in the guest room. Treat him.”"Mind your tone," she shot back, flashing him an annoyed look before making her way toward the guest room. Xavier and Cassian followed closely behind her.Unlike the people who worked under us and feared us—the four richest and most feared men in America—Dr. Sterling was one tough woman who refused to bow at our feet. “What's that?” I asked when Roman stopped by the elevator and picked up a suppressant patch.“Viper-X?” he read aloud, his expression darkening. “Is this what he's been taking?”“You've heard of it?”He nodded. “It's a black-market counterfeit of my company's suppressant products. If Orion has been taking this, then we didn't cause his condition. He was already burning himself from the inside.

​Blood?! ​Did he just say he was going to kill someone for me? ​Why would he do that? I was just a disowned Omega. Unwanted and forgotten by everyone who was supposed to care about me. ​Chewing anxiously on my bottom lip, I felt the heavy weight of all three Alphas' eyes locking onto the small movement. A shiver ran straight through me. They were waiting for me to speak, but my throat was completely dry. I had nothing to say. ​Just as I opened my mouth to scramble for an explanation, the private elevator doors chimed and slid open. ​A high-pitched, piercing voice shattered the room's suffocating tension. ​“Pudding!” ​A gorgeous woman darted out of the elevator, rushing straight toward Roman. Before he could even react, she threw herself onto his lap, pressing fast, frantic kisses all over his cheeks. ​“I missed you so much!” ​My eyes widened in absolute shock. I recognized her instantly. ​Hollywood star Chloe Kensington. ​Up close, her beauty radiated more than the sun. Long

ORION ~~~ I stepped out of the fitting room and walked toward where Xavier waited. This was the fifth black suit he’d made me try on in the span of thirty minutes. I’d started getting tired by the second one. He sat with his legs crossed while a female staff member bent low, handing him a bottle of chilled champagne. She kept leaning into his space, talking nonstop. Her expression reminded me of a cat cornering its prey, ready to devour it whole. And Xavier was clearly the target. I cleared my throat. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes trailed down my body, from head to toe, with a heavy intensity that made my skin prickle. No one had ever looked at me for more than a second—except when Father paraded me in front of his business partners, boasting that I would become the next strongest Alpha our family needed. “How about this one?” I asked. “It's… something.” “Something?” He stood up, glancing at the rack of designer suits set aside for his approval. I shook my head