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

　　We drove entirely out of our town, and I got a bit confused, but if it weren't Sinclair sitting in front of the steering wheel, I would have been worried to my bones.


　　An hour passed in silence, and we were still on the road. I was getting bored, and the weather slowly changed as dark clouds covered the sky.


　　I couldn't stop thinking about the look on Caleb's face the day he bluntly told everyone that I practice witchcraft. All the sympathy he once had in his eyes had all disappeared.


　　Caleb was never so attractive to me in that manner, but for someone whom I thought to be a close friend, I was shattered by his piercing words.


　　"What does she have going on in her head now?" Sinclair asked, and I exhaled heavily as I turned my face to him.


CHAPTER 113: In his arms.