Whether you like it or not, Blair, you will have us buried inside of you one day," Sinclair whispered into my ear. The feeling of his hot breath against my skin sent shivers down my spine.
I gulped, trying to gather my thoughts.Before I could react, I felt a cold hand on my arm, trailing up to my shoulder and then unzipping my gown. The gown fell to the ground, leaving me naked except for my bra and panties. I instinctively covered my bra with my hands, inadvertently revealing a large portion of my breasts. 
However, the hand grabbed my hands and turned me to face him. I was captivated by his blue eyes."Omg! What is happening to me?"He moved closer, his breath brushing against my skin. "How about we bury ourselves inside you today, my love?" Gabriel said with a smirk."No, please," I pleaded."No?" Another voice, with a hint of laughter, came from behind me. "Your body's response suggests otherwise, Blair. Just come to us willingly, it's inevitable as we are your mates," Caleb, the third alpha I was supposed to be babysitting, said.
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My mother and I are rogues, having fled from our pack when it was being ambushed. We took refuge in another pack, but despite living there for ages, we were treated and considered outsiders. 
However, as if the moon goddess heard my mother's prayers, we have been given a chance to become true citizens of the pack. If only I take care of the sons of Alphas of the three most powerful packs until their assignment is done and they pass the stage to become the next Alphas of their respective packs, how hard can it be? And what are the odds that all three will be my mates?

Babysitting My Three Mates

　　"Thank you, Blair.." he said with a broad smile. The smile that captured me the very first time we met and the same smile that made me fall into his trap.


　　"You're welcome." I said and left immediately before he got the idea that he could kiss me.


　　"Blair, wait, I need to talk to you.." Sinclair said almost immediately after I walked down the stairs, and I threw my hands in the air.


　　I should have just gotten a camera and a suit and probably a mic because you all have turned me into a reporter!" I whined as I led the way to the living room and sat down while he slowly walked towards me.


　　"Why are you being so cold to me?" He asked, and I sighed for the hundredth time just this afternoon.


　　"I'm sorry, Sinclair. What is it you wanted to talk about?" I asked, and he sat facing me.


　　And don't deny it because we both know very well that you are, " he said, and I swallowed hard.


CHAPTER 28: Can't Follow My Heart 2