Mated To The Quadruplets Lycan Alphas Novels & Stories

“Because we had to keep who we are a secret. Not just from you— from everyone. The four of us aren’t just brothers, Lisa. We’re… more. We’re quadraduolets.” The word was strange on my tongue when I whispered it back. “Quadraduolets…” “Yes.” Enzo’s voice was steady now, each word deliberate. “We share more than blood. We share a bond that’s rare. Dangerous, even. And we’re Lycans. That’s why Ash, Atlas, and Kael never showed you their real faces. Only I did. It wasn’t because they didn’t want to. It was because they couldn’t. We couldn’t risk it.”

"I, Alpha-king, Mitch Chester, last surviving son of the Lycan race and King of the Alpine mountain Kingdom of Wolves asks you, Anna Kylin, daughter of Alpha Charles Kylin, to be his chosen mate." Maintaining his gaze, she said, "I accept." Mitch waited, expecting something to happen. He expected to feel the tug and sweet scent that he had heard so much about that mates feel when they were bonded. When nothing happened, he shrugged. "Well then, it's settled, you will move your things out of here tomorrow." "Move out? Why?" "Because as mates, we are going to be living in the palace... and sharing the same bed." He chuckled. "Good luck with the 'no sex' part of the deal." He walked out and clo

Lycans are rare creatures and we have no choice, we are genetically programmed this way. My small hope is instantly crushed when Dr Rayan chuckles and then points to the screen. 'Don't worry Alpha nothing is wrong. In fact, I would go as far as to say everything is very right. Look, those are your pups, the Luna is carrying identical twin boys.' His eyes light up with happiness. 'Twins? We're having fucking twins? Twin boys?'

she said, voice steady despite the way her fingers curled into her palms. "Is the male alive?" "Yes." "Do you understand," I repeated the exact words that I have said for many years and more to come. "That once severed, this bond will not return? Not to him. Not to another. Not in the way it was first given." "Yes." She said without hesitation. With that I lifted a hand. The Lycan warriors relit the sigil and it burned underneath her feet with a flame that won't hurt her. She gasped as it climbed her legs, her spine and her chest, as though, seeking the bond and dragging it to the surface.

"That doesn't sound particularly reassuring." "It wasn't." I reached for the bottle of water on my desk, took a sip, and set it down. "Maddox has a situation on his hands. One that concerns more than just the Lycans." Deucalion's expression became serious. "What happened?" "Four Alphas have reportedly been experiencing difficulties connecting with their wolves. Their Betas and Gammas are affected as well." He stared at me for a moment. "All four packs?" "Yes. Varkros, Nythera, Dravenholt, and Kaelric."

Catherine in elegant business attire, her expression is neutral. James in an expensive suit, already looking bored. "Aria Winters," Elder Sophia said. "You stand before this Council to answer for the unprecedented bonding that occurred four weeks ago." "I stand before you," I corrected, "to claim my place as Luna to four Alphas. Nothing more, nothing less." Thomas leaned forward. "The bonds are not natural. Four Alphas to one Luna,it violates every tradition we hold sacred." "No," Lucien moved forward. "It violates recent tradition. But historically, multi-mate bonds have appeared in times of great change. The Council's own archives confirm this."

They were confident like she already knew how this night would end. My chest tightened. I had heard about her. Rumors, whispers, things the omegas would say when they thought no one important was listening. The Alpha’s first love. The one he never forgot. The one who left. Or maybe the one he lost. No one knew the full story. And I never believed it. Not when he told me I was his mate. Not when he said I was the one. But now.... Now she was here. And she was sitting where a Luna should sit.

--- Upstairs, in a dimly lit private room, the DeSantis brothers were once again sharing a willing body. They were quadruplets. Centuries-old Alphas. Legends in the supernatural world. Born together, raised together, and never once separated in anything that mattered. They had always shared everything—power, territory, and women. They had never taken a chosen mate because they were waiting for the one scent that would bind all four of them at once.

I knew they were much more powerful than their appearance gave off, and every time I got close to them, I could feel a pressure weighing against my chest, but at the time, I chalked it up to them being strangers and my mind still trying to accommodate their presence. Now, I knew better, but I could feel dread creeping up my spine at the thought of them being the children of Alphas. If they had inherited the Lycan bloodline from their mother, we knew what we were up against, but if they were Nightclaws, then that changed everything. I heard Cain mumbling to himself and forced my attention back to the present. He paced for a moment, then turned to me with eyes full of rage. “I’ll kill everyone

"I've never seen him so happy. You've given him a whole new lease on life." "But I'm marrying his Alpha!" I exclaim. "Leave the girl alone," Ethan pipes up. He gives Beth a playful cuddle. They're a lovely couple. I'm so happy for them. I want that. "How did you two meet?" I ask. "We were paired," Beth says. She bestows a kiss on Ethan's cheek. "By Jeremiah?" I ask. They both laugh. "No!" Ethan exclaims. "By the Moon Goddess. It's written in the stars who you're supposed to mate with. All wolves have a soul mate. Didn't they teach you that where you're from?"