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Bound To The Alphas, Marked By Four

Ava was never meant to matter. Born an omega in a world where only the strong are respected, she was always at the bottom—especially in the Nightshade Pack. After her parents died under strange circumstances, people whispered that she was to blame. She was just a scared little girl, but no one cared.

So when her cruel uncle and his greedy wife sold her to pay off a debt, no one stopped them.

She was sold to four powerful alphas—to work as their maid.

For years, Ava cleaned up after them, made their food, and lived off scraps. She was punished for things she didn’t do. To them, she was nothing. Just a maid. A burden. Worthless.

But fate had other plans.

Everything changed on her 20th birthday.

That’s when she found her mate. 

Omegas like her didn’t get mates. But she didn’t just get one. She got all four.

And even more shocking? She’s the only one who can give them an heir. 

Now the alphas want her. The same men who once looked at her like she was nothing… now look at her like she’s everything.

They broke her.

And now they want to fix her?

At first, she wanted to reject them all. Make them feel the pain she had carried in silence for years.

But then she thought—
Why reject them… when she could have them all?

Mated To The Alphas, Marked By Four

I stood there, frozen in place, as my heart pounded so loudly.

Moon Goddess, I whispered in my mind, please tell me I didn't do something wrong. Please don't let this be a trap. Please, not the Alpha. Anyone but him.

I couldn't breathe properly. Fear had wrapped itself around me. My thoughts were running wild. What if I'd done something I wasn't even aware of? What if I was being summoned for punishment? My fate… was it already sealed?

Suddenly, a sharp voice snapped me out of my spiral.

"Are you by any chance deaf?" the head slave fired, her tone cold

I blinked and quickly bowed my head in shame. "I-I'm so sorry for not answering right away," I stammered. "I was just… scared." My voice was low, almost a whisper. My heart hadn't stopped racing.

She didn't care about my fear. Her eyes were hard and unbothered.

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