Fated to Four Brothers

Today is a good day for me. Not only did I just get my wolf, but I also got to bind with my mate and live forever with him. For me, this is one of the best days of my life because I have been looking forward to this day forever. “C’mon, Loraine. Get your ass moving or we are going to be late.” My best friend, Jennifer, calls out to me, and I flip her away. I can’t seem to step away from the mirror. I want to appear perfect for him. I can already imagine the look on his face when he sees me standing in front of him in the tight-fitting, curving, accentuating ball gown I have chosen. Anxiety is causing me to break out in sweats, and I know I have to calm myself down or I’ll ruin the little makeup I’ve managed to put on. My best friend appears beside me suddenly and pulls me away. “That’s enough!” she says sternly. She has taken up the role of being a mom to me ever since my parents passed away in an auto crash two years ago, and the role fits her well. After all, she’s a bit older

“I, Alpha Gordon Graylock, reject you, Loraine Kellen, as my mate, and Luna of the Withall pack.”WHAT?!I can’t hide the surprise that makes its way to my face or the pain and hurt that follow. His eyes are cold and detached as they stare me down after that proclamation, and I am left wondering if this is the same man whom I have always known as kind and good. I open my mouth to choke out words, but the priestess beats me to it. “Loraine Kellen, you have been rejected by your mate.” as if I did not just hear it loud and clear and in front of the entire pack. “You can either accept or decline his rejection, but bear in mind that declining his rejection might be risky for both you and your wolf.”Tears pour down my face, and I immediately wipe them away. My wolf has folded herself away into a corner. I’m sure that she is even more hurt and shocked than I am. We had both been anxious for this day. The mate bond starts to break slowly. I can feel it. It’s like being ripped apart slowl

A Treaty Between Four KingsThe rest of the night up until the moment when Alpha Gordon climbs up the podium to greet his pack and the guests and make the announcement passes without hitch. Alpha Gordon has warned me to steer clear of other people in the room since I have turned out to be a walking and talking time bomb, and I am doing just that. Yet my eyes keep being drawn to the group of four elegant men in the room, one of whom saved me the other time. He’s looking at me too, and heat rises on my cheek. He’s not engaged with the other perfect-looking guys in his group; instead, he’s focused on me. I think he’s about to make a move when Alpha Gordon starts his speech, snagging all of the attention in the room. “I want to start by thanking you all for making the time to be here.” He starts, but his eyes are focused on only one person in particular. Although our bond is almost gone, it still hurts to see that he is not even the least affected by all of this. “This is five years s

Loraine’s POV Alpha Hunter is in his office when I arrive. Just as hours ago, he’s dressed in a customised suit that hugs his body tight, accentuating all of the fine tans and rippling muscle. I salivate just from looking at him. He stands when I enter, and I don’t miss the glint in his eyes when he rounds his desk to meet me. “Loraine.” My name rolls off his lips with expertise, grace, and fluency, and I find that it is what I want to keep hearing. Unconsciously, I push my chest out as though that would make me more irresistible. When he slips his arm around my waist to lead me deeper into his office, my wolf growls. The word is there, just at the tip of my tongue, and I have to hold myself back when I realise what I’m about to say. Mate. It can’t be. I have met my mate, and then I was rejected by him in the most embarrassing fashion. There’s no way I have another mate except... The word hangs there, in the dark recess of my mind, as my eyes hold his pool of deep green eyes.

Loraine’s POV I’m surprised by how fast Killian runs out of the room, leaving me burning with lust and hunger. It has happened twice in one day. I have lost myself twice to two different men—brothers—in one day, and I don’t know what to make of it. I want more. My body wants more. I want nothing to do with whatever may be happening, but I feel like the more I try to resist them, the more the fire in me burns. It is as though our connection is beyond control. An irresistible primal force that takes us all by storm. I had seen it in his eyes. He had fought—quite hard—but then his body had given in to the urges just as mine had. Thinking of it now, a shiver runs down my spine. I had felt his hardness rubbing against me, his lust tangled with mine. The hunger I felt then had been uncontrollable. Mind-numbing. I could not stop, even if I wanted to. That is the excuse I give myself. Sighing, I retire to the bathroom, wash up quicky, and return to bed. Today has been quite a long