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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

Chapter 14- Beheading A Disobedient Slave

"You were refusing to answer me… or should I rather say us?" Lucien said with his usual smug tone.

I didn't even bother turning to look at him.

"And could you just shut the hell up and let us enjoy this evening in silence?" I said, my voice flat and tired.

"I would be so grateful if you can do any of those."

But Lucien—being Lucien—never knew when to shut his damn mouth.

He laughed. "Go fuck yourself," he added, rolling his eyes like the dramatic bastard he was.

I didn't even flinch. That was Lucien for you. Loud. Playful. Annoying. And unfortunately, my brother.

There were four of us—quadruplets. Same blood. But completely different in every other way. And somehow, I always found myself in the middle of their chaos.

I leaned back on the couch, sipping my drink, finally getting a moment of silence… when a knock came on the door.