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

　　My vision wasn't all clear, and I still had an aching head, but I washed my face and headed downstairs to see how far Sinclair had gone with breakfast.


　　As I walked down the stairs, I could smell danger, but I brushed it aside and kept dragging my weary legs down the stairs and toward the kitchen.


　　"Sinclair?" I called from the door, but Caleb turned around, and our eyes met.


　　I regretted coming down in the first place, and just as I was about to leave, he darted towards me with a feigned show of concern all over his lying face.


　　"Blair, please, we need to talk. At least for the sake of our friendship, just listen to me ." He pleaded, but even if I had said no, his huge arms already blocked my way out.


　　So I folded my hands over my chest and glared into those eyes I used to love looking into.


　　"I know my actions have no excuses whatsoever, and I don't deserve your forgiveness - "


CHAPTER 118: What Zira thinks