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

　　I saw very little of all three of them after Sinclair asked me to go with him because they got so busy with the arrangements that they even barely slept at home..


　　As I cleaned the living room, I wondered how long it might take Sinclair's mother to find a replacement for me and how much longer I have to spend with them, Herr.


　　My mind trailed off from Sinclair's mother to what I'm supposed to wear for this ball. Going with Sinclair means I need to, by every chance, turn heads. So I finished up with the cleaning and since there was nobody at home, I ran upstairs to my room and ran my hands through the closet.


　　"Maybe this dress?No, that's too see-through...Okay, this one!" I said as I held up a red silk dress in front of my dressing mirror, but my smile vanished.


CHAPTER 36: The Dress