2.

FEYRE CAMPBELL.

My eyes widened at the declaration I’d just made, I couldn’t believe my ears or what I was feeling but my wolf’s excitement was more than enough confirmation.

No. No. There’s no way.

A sense of urgency drove me as a vaguely sensuous light passed between me and the quadruplets and I felt wrapped in an invisible warmth as my emotions slowly threatened to melt my resolve.

I can’t be mated to them. This definitely can’t be real.

They closed in on me and a very strange feeling came rushing to me, the kind of feeling that suppresses the hatred I had for them and replaces it with an even stronger feeling.

My insides jangled with involuntary excitement and I found myself suddenly conscious of their virile appeal, one I’m too powerless to resist.

The very air around us seemed electrified and my heart ached under my breast as I felt a curious swooping pull at my innards.

My wolf stirred even more and it wasn’t the usual stir of discomfort whenever they were around, it was something else. My heart pounded in my chest and my breathing hitched as I lifted my gaze to see their ocean blue eyes gazing intently at me.

The heart rending tenderness of their gazes made me angry but overcoming that anger was my erratic pulse, sweats broke out of my forehead and my pussy throbbed at the sight of them.

I felt weak to my bones, they haven’t done anything but make my life miserable but I could already feel my wolf getting submissive as he got closer. My teeth gritted and anger tightened my throat as I stood to my feet.

Mate! Mate! Mate!

I tried as hard as I could to make myself oblivious to the obvious attraction but doing that was impossible, they scanned me critically and I saw their eyes beam with something I’ve never seen in them before.

Approval.

They all smelled enticing and I felt an intense urge to bury my face in their chests but I immediately shook the thought out of my head as I struggled against those feelings.

“Where were you going?” Rafael asked as he got closer to me than his brothers. I searched my mind for answers, telling them I wanted to run away will attract a great punishment but at the same time, it’s already obvious what I was doing.

My heart clenched in my chest and my stomach tightened when I saw his eyes suddenly light up with fierce sparkling.

There was no hint of shock in those eyes. He knew. They knew.

How long have they known? Was that why they’ve been extra ruthless to me? Because they’re mad at me for being their mate?

“Were you trying to run away?” Rhys asked, his lips curling as if at the verge of laughter and my breath caught in my throat.

This is bad. Really bad.

Everything they were doing was having such a great effect on me but being mated to them is the last thing I would have ever expected.

Being mated to not one but all four of the people that had made life unbearable for me, being mated to the people that had caused me to have so many scars on not just my body but also embedded in my heart will be over my dead body.

My blood boiled and flames of anger licked through me as it threatened to scald me to my death. Shaking my head, I tried to throttle the dizzying current of desire I felt towards them but it was impossible.

The more I tried to ignore the magnetic pull, the harder resisting it became and the more entranced by them I was but this feeling is one that I do not approve of.

I would rather walk through hell barefooted before I agree to this force of a matebond.

I would agree to be trapped in the valley of the shadow of death before accepting them as my mate.

My blood boiled at the thought and my teeth gritted as I shifted back and with one last attempt and a determination like I’ve never had before, I took that one leap that would’ve freed me from this hell of a pack but like I’d predicted, they were faster.

I was tackled to the ground once again with Rhys holding me down and pinning me into the floor like I had no strength in me. All of my attempts to fight him came to nought but giving up was my last resort.

“Shh,” he hushed, his voice was soothing and I hated it even more as I tried to wiggle out of his hold but he was stronger, “calm down, Feyre, I’m not going to hurt you.” He assured me.

Looking up at him, his expression had softened and the usual disgust I was used to seeing in them was completely gone and replaced with a look of….. pity?

“You have every right to want to run away, every right to want to escape monsters like us but just calm down and hear us out.” He added as he stroked my hair, he spoke in an odd, yet gentle tone.

I was taken aback by the sudden tenderness of his voice, his fingers ran through my hair and I hated that it felt so good that I never want to pull away from him.

Instead, I wanted him to touch me more, I felt like curling up like a homeless cat against his chest but I shook the thought right out of my head almost immediately.

My heart raced as my eyes searched my surroundings for a possible route of escape but there was none, his huge body trapped me and had me overpowered.

Did he just say he’s not going to hurt me or I just heard him wrong?

I looked to see the brothers standing by and watching as Rhys held me so close to his chest that I could hear his heart beating and I hated that I sought solace in his embrace.

His muscles tightened before relaxing and I felt my heart stop beating at once when he kissed my hair, it was as though time had stopped as my eyes widened in shock.

Why is he being so nice to me? Why are they being nice?

“Let…. let me go— let me go, please, I’ll never trouble you anymore, I promise I’ll never try to show my face to you anymore, just let me go, please.” I resorted to begging as hot exultant tears trickled down my cheeks.

“I can’t stay here any longer, I need to leave, I want to leave, let me go, Alphas, please.” I pleaded desperately as if my life depended on it and indeed, my life depended on it.

I wanted to be anywhere else but here, anywhere else but with the quadruplets. I wanted the opportunity to start my life all over, the opportunity to start things all over.

Pulling away from Rhys, I looked up at the other three and my heart raced with a crazy mixture of hope and panic. I looked into their eyes and saw their expressions softening.

Reid came closer and I shuddered as I tried to pull away, nothing good ever came out of him trying to get close to me. Whenever he came this close, it’s usually because he wants to pull my hair so hard that they’d come off in his hand or because he wanted to hit me but tonight felt different.

It was almost as if neither of them had the intention of bullying or even hurting me, their dark, earnest eyes bore holes into my skin and I was enthralled by what I saw in them, it shook me to my very core and looked similar to….

…… Desire.

“We can’t do that, Feyre,” Reid spoke and my stomach tightened even more, his eyes raked over me boldly and I couldn’t help but notice that both Rhys and Reid had just referred to me by my name.

It was usually freak, witch, two-eyed witch, bitch and all. What changed?

The change scared me and fear, stark and so vivid that I’m sure they could see in my eyes assailed me as I searched anxiously for the meaning behind those words.

“You’ll be fine as long as you let us take care of you.” He added and I felt anger like an erupting volcano starting to take over me from my insides.

Take care of me? There’s no way he just said that.

Realizing that the brothers had no intention of letting me go, I managed to kick Rhys so hard in the groin that his grip around me loosened and I mustered all of my strength to push Reid out of the way, giving myself the opportunity of scampering out of their traps.

I rushed, vowing to show them just how strong and fast I could also be even though I’m nothing but a lowlife omega. Determined, I leapt again, knowing fully well that I was going to make it this time.

‘Don’t think about anything else, Feyre, just don’t.’ I kept muttering to myself as I waited for the moment my feet were going to touch the ground, outside the border but they never did.

Why did I forget there are two others waiting to see what I’ll do?

The scent hit me like a wrecking ball, the force pulled me even harder and I opened my eyes to see that I was on Rafael’s shoulder and not just that, he was racing back to the mansion.

“NO! NO! I don’t want to go back there!” I cried but everything I said was all falling on deaf ears as they took me back to the mansion I’d dreaded all my life.

Taking me to the council room, I wasn’t surprised to see their parents there. Mara and Daniel’s eyes burned with anger as Daniel jumped out of his seat and headed towards me.

I could feel his anger with each step he took, I could hear the sound of his groans and I knew just what to expect from him at this moment.

Closing my eyes, I waited for the moment it was going to happen but it never did and by the time I opened my eyes Ronan was standing in front of me, holding his father’s hands up.

“What do you think you’re doing, Ronan?!” Daniel thundered while Mara’s mouth opened as anger and confusion glazed her eyes.

“I will not stand here and let you hit her right in front of me.” Ronan responded, his voice was void of any emotion whatsoever as he stood between his father and I.

What?

My eyes blinked with bafflement and I listened with bewilderment as Ronan got into a fight with his father because of me while I just stood there, blank, amazed and utterly confused.

“What are—”

“Feyre is our mate.”