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 changed into new clothes quickly and went downstairs with my keys. There were people in the living room clearing up the mess Caleb and I made earlier but it was of no concern to me. I just went straight to where Mrs Bridget was to check on her.


　　"Still unconscious?" I asked Gabriel who was already standing there watching her sleep.


　　He exhaled and released his folded arms.


　　"Yeah. Only moved her arms once but never again since then " he responded and walked over to the window.


　　"Blair was afraid something like this would happen. " I muttered and rubbed my face.


　　"There's nothing to worry about Sinclair. She'll definitely be alright.


　　What I can't stop thinking about is why she's still unconscious. If she actually was a witch, isn't she supposed to heal herself by now?" Gabriel asked and I glanced at him.


CHAPTER 108: Who called the council?