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

　　It took almost three hours before we got to the location Desmelda gave me, and sure enough, Zira slept for almost half of the journey. I know about the age-long hatred between werewolves and witches, so I braced myself up to plead with Desmelda no matter how hard her heart gets.


　　"Wait here, I'll make sure she's okay with bringing werewolves into her house.." I said to Sinclair, and his brows lifted.


　　"Aren't you a werewolf as well?" He asked, and I rolled my eyes because there was no time to start explaining anything to him.


　　"Just wait here, Sinclair, and I'll text you when you can come inside.." I blurted and walked briskly into the house. The last time I was here, I barely knew how to use my legs, let alone recall what exactly brought my mother and I here that very night.


　　"Blair!" I looked up at where the voice was coming from and there she was, rushing down the stairs like a little child, and I smiled broadly.


CHAPTER 142: Antidote