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 felt the right side of my face heating up and I slowly opened my eyes to meet the rays of the sun kissing my face. I yawned and sat up on the floor, stretching my body to try and ease up the pain but I felt so sore after spending the night on the cold bare floor.


　　There was nothing else for me to do, so I took it upon myself to try and tidy the dungeon up in the little way I could. If I have to stay here, then at least I can make it a bit conducive for me to survive.


　　I gathered a few sticks together and wrapped the pieces of my dress around it to improvise a broom and it worked to an extent. While I was busy tidying my prison up, I heard noises outside and peeked through the hole in the wall to see what was going on but I could only see the other part of the next cell.


　　"Shit.." I cursed as I threw my make-believe broom to the side, crouched at one end of the already swept part and just waited for whatever today had in store for me.


CHAPTER 93: Mother's visit