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

　　"Blair!" I called out as I stood in front of my door with my hands buried deep into my pockets. She wasted a few minutes before she poked her head from the kitchen and stared up at me.


　　"Do you need something?" She asked, and I smiled.


　　"My room needs cleaning..." I replied, and the look on her face showed how displeased she was, but I already made up my mind.


　　"I'll be there in ten minutes," she replied.


　　"Five!" I ordered and went in before she had the chance to oppose.


　　"Yes!" I cheered myself as I danced around even though there were still traces of that headache.


　　She arrived a few minutes later with a vacuum cleaner and some sprays.


　　"Good heavens, what happened here?" I heard her mutter, but I ignored her and sat at the far end of the room, holding up a magazine and stealing glances at her every once in a while.


　　"Have you made up your mind yet?" She asked, and I slowly dropped the magazine like I had been engrossed in it all this while..


CHAPTER 66: Can't Let You Go