Sweet_pie22

Silas has never feared Alphas. Naturally strong and unaffected by their pheromones, he constantly clashes with them. 

But this unique trait becomes his downfall when, on his 18th birthday, his  mate rejects him—choosing his stepbrother, Ciel, instead.

Wounded and betrayed, Silas leaves the pack, unaware that his life is about to take a turn he never imagined. 

In the enemy pack, he crosses paths with four powerful princes—Damon, Theron, Kael, and Lysander. They take him in, but the situation grows even more chaotic when Silas discovers a shocking truth.

 The four princes, believed to be his twin brother’s  mates, are actually his fated mates.


"What?" Silas whined.

"Silas, behave yourself and let us handle this matter."

"Shorty, no one can hurt you."

"Silas, I will protect you."

After saying this, the three brothers glanced at their fourth sibling.

"What? ...Yes, I'll do the same," he muttered.

Just when things couldn't get more complicated, a cryptic dream shakes Silas to his core.

"He is your child. If you reject him too, he will die!"

And soon after, a five-year-old child appears, leaving Silas utterly confused.

"You are mine... In this life, I will make you my slave, destroy those bastards, and erase their bloodline."

A bitter love tangled in hatred—one that transcends lifetimes. Someone is willing to go to any lengths to claim Silas, no matter the cost.


Can Silas rewrite the fate from his past life? Or will history repeat itself?

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Mated to Four Alphas

"Shorty, believe me, you're gonna like it. And if you don't like it, I'll take you back without a second thought, okay?"

"Mhm… and I'm sure I'm not gonna like it, 'cause who likes spending a night in the forest—and that too in the winter?"

After that, I followed Theron while helping him carry those things, which were barbecue items and many more.

And when we took a few steps ahead from there, I didn't expect what I saw next—my eyes widened, and my mouth dropped open.

There was the most beautiful tent. It was a white-colored tent. But it didn't even look like a tent—it was so big, like some kind of house.

But it was a tent. Wow! And there was a fire in front of it and barbecues stove, all the things were there.

I glanced at Theron, and at the stuff in his hands—they were meat and other things. So he really brought them to grill here.

Night out - 2