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 wasn't understanding the code words that Sinclair and Caleb were conversing in, but I just knew everything was wrong and there was a bug problem.


　　"These look like claw marks. Was he sparring with anyone?" I asked Sinclair, and he nodded while still staring at the thing he picked up from Gabriel's wound.


　　I wanted to ask what it was, but I decided to wait a while for him to tell me on his own accord.


　　"Blair, you'll stay here with him and make sure he's okay even after the doctor leaves. " Sinclair said and grabbed his keys from the table.


　　"Where are you off to?" I asked and followed him to the door. He turned around, kissed my forehead, and plastered an obvious fake smile on his face to probably make me calm down.


　　"Caleb and I need to make sure of something, and then we'll be back as fast as possible, okay?" He said, and I nodded, with a fake smile on my face as well because I was getting even more worried already.


CHAPTER 41: Gabriel's Wounds