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

　　"For goodness' sake, Blair, I know nothing about Sinclair's disappearance!" Gabriel bellowed, thundering down the stairs. I trailed closely behind, my determination unwavering.


　　Gabriel spun around, his eyes blazing with frustration. "You're still harping on this?" he snapped.


　　I stood firm, unmoved by his outburst. "It's either you or Caleb," I declared, my voice firm and commanding. "I don't care how you do it, but I want Sinclair's location now."


　　Gabriel's expression transformed from irritation to calculated interest, his gaze piercing as he searched mine. The air was charged with tension, the stakes escalating with each passing moment.


　　"What makes you think I'd harm Sinclair for your sake?" Gabriel asked, his tone laced with skepticism.


　　I scoffed, my words dripping with disdain. "Because you're a master manipulator, always looking for ways to exploit others to get what you want, no matter the cost. Your arrogance knows no bounds."


CHAPTER 128: Confrontations