Pregnant with Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance
I heard her voice before she even started entering the room since the guys had left the door ajar.
We all prepare to shift, but when we see her, we realize she’s only a kid, maybe sixteen or so. I relax a little but stay alert and walk over to her, peering through the door to be sure she doesn’t have backup, which she doesn’t, so I close it behind her. We don’t need any more surprises.
“What kind of rules?” asks Trevor.
“Stupid ones,” she answers. “Rules that say only the hunters can hunt, for one. We’re all perfectly capable of shiftin’ and huntin’ a meal, but Alpha Pete’s got it in his head that we all need special duties.”