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 held on to the cooking spoon in my hand as terror engulfed me. I feared the worst that could happen as Sinclair pierced his eyes into Gabriel's eyes like there was a way he could rip his heart out.


　　"Sinclair, please... calm down, " I whispered and tried to console Zira at the same time, but my words didn't get to his head.


　　"Stay out of this, Blair. " he snarled back and grabbed Gabriel's shirt collar, pulling him out of the wall where he leaned on and tossed him onto the center table like a weightless creature, smashing the table into tiny bits while the pieces scattered all around the living room.


　　"Sinclair, please!" I cried as I pulled Zira out of the way, but Sinclair was way too enraged to even pay heed to my pleas.


　　"Why did you do it, Gabriel?" Sinclair roared as he charged towards Gabriel again and pulled him up from the floor. This time, Gabriel landed on the portrait by the television as the spikes around the portrait tore his skin.


CHAPTER 134: Let them deal with Gabriel first...