And Then There Were 4 Novels & Stories

I rejected him. My wolf howls in my head at the thought of losing even one of them … Is it better to have four mates or just one? I’m sure the pain of losing all four of them is unbearable. I don’t answer her. It puts her in a rather awkward position. It means her happily ever after with Matthew is wrong. Where would that leave her?

ly.” The second I reached for him and felt nothing but cold sheets, I knew something was wrong. Kael was gone. My body ached in places I didn’t want to think about, my muscles sore, my scent still thick in the room from the chaos of the night before. The nest was wrecked—torn blankets, a pillow shoved halfway off the bed, and the faint, fading warmth of him. But no Kael. I let out a low breath, dragging myself upright, even though everything inside me screamed to stay curled up and hidden. No chance. Not when my mate wasn’t here. I grabbed one of their shirts—Kael’s, I think. It smelled like him, like smoke and woods and the barest hint of blood. It swallowed me whole, but it was something.

A smile spread across my lips as I walked up to them. “It's okay, please don't mind me, go about your normal duties,” I chirped. They seemed uneasy at first, but then they all felt somewhat relieved as they went about their activities. My eyes gazed across the room as I carefully inspected for cameras. There were four in total, one at the front, one at the back, one by the three huge freezers, and one at the center of the kitchen. It was no good; I knew it would be heavily guarded, but I really had no idea it would be to this extent.

With Maddie’s consent, we met Tiffany once more through the prison security glass. Her long hair had been cut short, and her sharp edges softened. The moment she saw Maddie, she threw herself against the glass, excitedly yet in anguish. Maddie recoiled in fright, inadvertently stabbing Tiffany’s heart. Pressed against the glass, Tiffany pleaded desperately, “Maddie, it’s Mommy. I was wrong. Please don’t blame me, okay?” Seeing her vulnerable mother, my kindhearted daughter’s eyes welled up with tears. She reached out to comfort her.

And they had zero regrets. **The End.**

End of Chapter 45 ---

This meant we were all in a good space. "Well, I don't want this bean head having a kid before me so yes, four different moms. And I think you would find that we can keep our mate now. So, if we are in agreement, we may proceed with the main reason we are here." Damon stated. My brother was always in a hurry to get these things sorted and I understood him. Harold looked like he had no choice at this point, so he simply nodded his head. "Alright then. Four moms but we would eventually have to figure out how to break the news to your father. I don't think he would be happy to hear this bit." Harold said.

And that was all that mattered. --- The End.

all over again. The End.

Scott said quietly, nodding at me. And just like that, they vanished before my eyes. They had already suffered enough in life. How could they die all over again because of me? I crouched on the ground, crying so hard I nearly fainted. The familiar mechanical voice rang out once more. "Congratulations, player. You have successfully cleared the horror game instance "Family of Four." Reward: Revival. Preparing to transport the player back to the real world. Countdown begins: 10, 9, 8..."