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

　　"Alpha Atlas has sent for you" the guard said calmly and I looked at the maidservant like she had the answer to why he sent for me. Has he finally realized I didn't do any of the things I was accused of?


　　Was Sinclair able to convince him that he's making a really big mistake by putting me in here?


　　"Can you just stop gawking and come with us?" The guard asked and I jerked back to the present.


　　"I'm sorry." I murmured and dusted my pants like it would even help take off the humongous amount of dirt on it.


　　The maidservant walked in front, I followed, and then I could just hear the heavy breaths and steps of the guard as he strode behind me like he was trying to hinder me from escaping.


　　We walked through the corridors and whenever we came across a group of servants, they turned their faces away and giggled ceaselessly at my tragic state.


CHAPTER 100: "Lock her up"