Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, I was still waiting to hear about my new assignment after giving birth. In our community, children are not just raised by their birth mothers but by the entire community. This shared responsibility helps forge strong bonds and ensures that every child grows up surrounded by love and support. Our strict laws are designed to protect this unity; our organization has been around too long to be ruined by stubborn, egotistical women who think they know it all. We learned from our past mistakes, and those lessons were etched into our very foundation.

She snapped at me, as she seemed so pissed off by my behavior. " I'm a tired mum!I just want to live my life without someone somewhere making my decision for me. That's what I want." I snapped back, as I felt my mom's expression soften as she walked up to me and held my face in her palms. "I understand and I am sorry that is how you feel, I wish I could change things but my hands are tied. The Alpha triplets are your mate and it is against the law to keep mates apart from each other" she whispered.

“Don't say that dad, Estella is not good-for-nothing, at least she has borne four children at once.” “It surprises me how you recently got to love her, just because she's going to have quadruplets?” The queen sneered. “If you're really after the children, you don't need to remarry her. You could just wait till she gives birth and demand for your kids even when she's with another man.”

The werewolf packs erupted into howls, and the vampire and witch clan supported by clapping and yelling their approval. Filippa stood in between Wyatt, Oswald, Rex, and Asher, and they all turned to face the people. Their firm voices resonated in the pack. “Together, we are stronger and leave no space for enemy conflict. Together, we have greater insight and build a future where unity and love are the greatest strength forever.” Immediately, they all exchanged glances and held each other's hands—their symbols of loving each other until the end. . . Two years later “Filippa,” Four aggrieved mates immediately stepped into the room as soon as Filippa was done bathing; their eyes shone upon seei

“Are you so pained that your traps failed to catch my daughter?” “You never cease to amaze me, Mother,” June said with a bitter taste on her lips. “One would think I was the adopted daughter.” “You should never have come back.” “I won’t.” June stepped back. “Congratulations, April. I must give it to you, I didn’t see this landslide victory coming. Perhaps I underestimated just what you are capable of.” “The truth will always prevail, sister. The long arm of the law always catches up to offenders. What you witnessed today is proof of the sovereignty of South City Laws.” April said in mockery, eliciting small laughs from her mother and lawyer.

“Many years from now you will only have each other. You may not always agree, but I want you to remember that blood is thicker than water but it’s not always the thickness that keeps a family together! Your father and mother fought to give you this clean world. You may have some rivals but that’s okay because you have enough strength to fight it. Always side and protect the weak. Never neglect each other and never let outsiders know your weakness as a dual do you understand?” “Yes, Grandpa!” We respond in unison. When we turn around, we find Mum and Dad walking towards us as we hug. It’s a beautiful moment and being right here and right now is where we are meant to be. Uncle Lewis who is bu

However at the moment, the pups are exchanging meaningful glances and making zero effort to move towards the door. “What?” I ask, “Is there something else you need to tell me?” The quadruplets seem to silently nominate Parker, who looks me dead in the eye and announces, “Mommy, we should all live t’gether. We know Paisley’s our sister, and we know Ethan’s our Daddy.”

As long as my pups were happy, I would let them call me Mommy. “Dad, Daddy, we’ve promised to go to the park with Eva and Evan. We’ll be late if you don’t get ready now,” Whiskey, aka Raphael, was the most serious out of the quadruplets, and his words reminded me that we indeed had a playdate with our niece and nephew. “Let Mommy and Daddy get ready first, okay?” I told them and rubbed each of their heads dotingly. “Okay, Mommy. Grandma and Grandpa are already here. We’ll play with them first,” Spring said, and the quadruplets left the room.

The word erupted from my chest like a battle cry. Stephanie's voice then pierces the impending storm, her words laced with impassioned dread. "Father! Times are changing, old beliefs are crumbling. Would you risk the wrath of the Moon Goddess upon your own son, invoke a curse as befell my Uncle? Do you so despise your own family?” Her voice cracked, the next words just above a whisper, “And one more thing—mother, dad, I’m carrying twins."

Her gaze swept over everything. "The scenario," she explained, "is unprecedented. Four possible mates. One Luna. And there is an obvious disagreement between them. Nobody spoke. The truth of what she said sat thick in the air. "Traditionally," she explained, "the Luna would mate with all four of you. But it's evident that this arrangement is... unpleasant for all parties concerned." I felt four sets of eyes on me. Heavy. Intense. I fixed my focus on Elder Mackenzie. "So," she replied, her voice steely. Final. "We must find another solution." She turned to face me. Her gaze softened. Only slightly. "Luna," she answered. "The choice, we feel, must be yours." I blinked. Confused. "Choice?" I re