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

　　The sun stood high in the sky, burning my face with its bright rays that seeped in through the parted drapes. I slowly opened my eyes, shielding it from the harshness of the sun as I adjusted my eyes to the brightness of the room.


　　"How did it get so bright already?" I asked myself as I tried to move around, but I heavy arm kept me in place. It was then that I recalled our activity last night, and I blushed a bright red.


　　"Good morning..." his hoarse voice echoed from behind me, but I was too lost in my thoughts, I forgot to respond to him.


　　"I'll get you some tea, I'm very sure you'll be too sore to get down from the bed.." Sinclair said and kissed my forehead before he darted off to the kitchen.


　　Tchhh.." I scoffed and took the duvet off.


CHAPTER 141: Try to contact her