Mated To The Alpha's Quadruplets
The pang in my heart grew, and I struggled to comprehend why the moon goddess would pair me with a man who despised and loathed me simply for being a late bloomer—something beyond my control.
Helplessly, I nodded my head as he advanced, cornering me until my back pressed against the wall. His cold, unfeeling gaze paralyzed me with fear, and I braced for what seemed to be an impending nightmare. Little did I know that his words would wound him as well.
"I, Gabriel, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Gold pack. I cannot have a late bloomer as my mate. Who knows, maybe it will take you forever to bear me a child. I, Gabriel Marshall, reject you, Naomi Thunderstorm, as my destined mate."
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