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

As we reached the ceremony grounds, everything glowed beneath the full moon. Lanterns hung from the trees, and the crowd parted for the quadruplets…the Alphas of tomorrow. My heart raced as I stood at the edge, trying not to draw attention. Eli gave me a small, reassuring nod. Then the drums stopped. The noise, the laughter, even the whispers faded. Heads turned one after another until all eyes were suddenly on me. The quadruplets stood at the front of the podium, side by side in their dark suits… commanding, untouchable. Until they saw me.

I laughed, “I do.” When we got downstairs, everyone was at the table, starting to eat breakfast. Sebastian sat me in a chair and went to the kitchen to get our coffee. Dad looked at him with a raised eyebrow. I laughed, “He’s being very protective today.” Sebastian came back with our coffees and sat down, “She is carrying our children.” Now it was mom’s turn to raise an eyebrow, “Children?” I laughed, “He is convinced I’m having quadruplets.” Mom shrugged, “It is very possible. It’s almost inevitable that you will have quadruplets, but the birth order is not something you can count on. Sebastian’s quad was born second in line.” I nodded and looked at Sebastian, “See? It may not be quads. It

This was my chaos. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade it for the world ——— Two weeks had passed since that beautiful, unforgettable day when I told my mates about our quadruplets. Since then, they had done everything they promised—and more. The nursery was perfect, the pack house was baby-proofed to the point where even a fly would need clearance to enter, and they’d practically turned into walking, overprotective bodyguards. But today, they were under strict orders to stay calm and not baby-proof a single thing.

They broke into happy smiles and exclaimed, “Yeah! Little baby will play with quadruplets.” Aviva and Aneira purposely moved closer to the quadruplets while feigning curiosity. “Little quadruplets, hurry up and tell us…” The quadruplets smacked their lips together and wrinkled their noses. They immediately turned away from their aunt and godmother before pompously replying, “This is Mom and quadruplets’ secret. So we can’t tell Aunt and Godmother.” Despite their childish and sweet voices, their expressions were solemn and serious, and they stared at the two in wary defense, as if the two might pry the secret from their lips if they weren’t careful.

My heart pounded in my chest as I listened closely. “The boys need to find their mate soon. It’s crucial for the pack’s future.” The voice was deep, authoritative, it was Alpha Joan. I frowned, leaning closer, what were they talking about? “They’ll be eighteen tomorrow.” Another voice chimed in, one of the elders, “If they don’t find their mate by the full moon, we could lose everything. The Moon Goddess has warned us before.” The words sent a chill down my spine. They were talking about the quadruplets… Your tormentors, my brain supplied.

Of course, our lives were at stake but I was strong within myself. One of my team members made a statement that got me so upset but I was calm enough to smile even though she was talking seriously. I felt so bad when she was appointed the leader of our team. I wondered how I would cope but then my wolfie whispered to me not to be scared. "You don't have to worry about her. It is not about talking, it is about proving the strength and ability" my male colleague consoled me. If only she knew who stepped on. The mother of quadruplets. The Luna of the FangBlood pack. A special Wolf.

Columba with her great belief and certainty. “No, Mom… We were just happy gathering together with both of you, with these quadruplets. We’ve already felt that we’ve got a complete big family although the quadruplets’ moms are not here anymore with us, with them. We just felt thankful and grateful to this present circumstance. That’s all, Mom… Really…” replied Erito also in his somewhat stuttering voice tone. “Are you sure?” Mr. Apollo kept on urging both his two identical twin sons. “Nothing else?” Mrs. Columba was also seen not believing easily what her two sons had told her.

Managing to clean up myself, I dressed up my injuries and packed my bags before heading to see my Masters, reminding them that I’ve come of age and ready to leave. “WHAT?!” Mara, the quadruplets mother yelled as she stormed out of her seat, “you came here to discuss such a stupid matter?!” She badgered but I couldn’t let that sway me. After-all, like parents, like children. “But the rule—” the way my cheeks sting and the flickers of light I saw before my eyes caused me to swallow the words right up and I looked up to see her eyes clawing at me like talons. “And who are you to tell me about the rules?!” She yelled in anger before turning to her husband for support, “can you believe this wench

The poor thing knew better than to struggle, dangling from her embrace as if he was playing dead. Her sisters stopped teasing one another, their expressions hardening with fierce unity. It was what I loved most about the quadruplet bond. When one was hurting, they banded together, raging war on the culprit. It was the same for the boys too. Hell hath no fury like a quadruplet scorned. You were not just dealing with one. You had a legion of the fuckers to contend with. “What time were you supposed to be meeting him?” Allyson asked, placing a sisterly arm around Faith's shoulders to console her.

Sometimes it's building something they can never break. Something real. Something true. Something family. The quadruplets' sixth birthday marked not just another year of life, but another year of victory, over lies, over manipulation, over those who would tear them apart. And as the sun began to set over the Brown-Sinclair compound, painting the sky in colors as vibrant as the children's laughter, one truth shone clearer than all others: What perfect lies had nearly destroyed, perfect love had rebuilt. Stronger. Truer. Forever.