All Chapters of Fated With FOUR Mates: Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

It was late when we got back to our apartments at the palace. If my mom’s living quarters hadn’t been on the complete other side of the world, I may have attempted to sneak back to her room to see her again, but I was so overwhelmed and exhausted from the day's theatrics that I passed out at some point when Colt was carrying me back. “Shhh…” I recalled, fluttering in and out of my sleepy haze. I remember sheets rustling and the feel of crisp, clean, warm sheets on my skin, and then…nothing.I woke the next morning wrapped in Colt’s embrace, staring him in the face.He was still asleep.As I surveyed the area, I realized we were sleeping in ‘OUR’ bed, as Colt put it. This time, of course, they weren’t in their wolf forms and instead they were all shirtless from what I could tell.Cohen was the big spoon, with his arms wrapped around my waist as he laid on his side behind me. Luca was laying across my legs, sandwiched in between Colt and I’s legs further down in the massive bed. Onyx

Luca was becoming my favorite person. He knew exactly how to make me feel better when I was so sad and feeling lost. After he held me for I don’t even know how long, when he carefully woke me in his embrace, he carried me into the bathroom and laid me in a sensual hot bath. The bathroom lights were dimmed, a soft and soothing melody was playing over the intercom, fragrant bath salts and oils had been poured into the hot bath, and Luca had even poured a glass of spiked faerie wine next to the tub for me to sip on. He kissed me on my forehead before whispering softly, “Just relax Birdie.” Then he left me alone to sip some wine and truly let all my anger, frustration, fear, anxiety, and confusion go. Some beat the living shit out of things until they felt better; others chose to meditate, recenter, refocus, and expel negative energies. Either approach results in the same feeling…a sense of purpose, a shift in mentality from negative to positive, leaving one feeling as if lighter or b

A blonde hair, blue eyed, surfer dude dad-bod man walks up behind Mom and wrapped his arms around her waist before kissing her neck. She giggles nervously, “this is John, our Gamma. He’s so…attentive.” “Where did everyone go?! Why am I always left behind?” An older man with white and what was once redish-orange hair that was now thinning lightly grumbled as he came up next to Seth. My mom took in a deep breath and let out a loud sigh, “and that’s…Sean. He’s really sweet and cuddly, I promise…he just isn’t much for parties anymore.” Mom had a slightly saddened expression form on her face as she looked down. I tried not to get emotional, because if I allowed myself to, I would crumble on the floor right here, right now, into a puddle of tears. My mother was forced into this mating with her pod, much like I am being as well! I didn’t know how to react, so I chose indifference by not saying anything to the wolves in front of me. I turned and walked away from them and my mom ran af