All Chapters of Mated to the Alpha Quadruplets: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Theron’s POV I pushed my son to the floor and opened the car door. “Get in now,” I ordered him through clenched teeth. He did as he was told, and I locked the door after him. He would be stupid to fight me again. I was stronger than him, and I couldn’t believe how silly he had been to try and take over Creek. His quadruplet brothers were next in line for that, and he would never have stood a chance against their wolf, Enigma. The fact that he now knew I was his father made me feel a lot of relief and a huge weight taken off my shoulders. Lara was my fated mate, and she chose Morgan over me, which killed me. I hated him for taking her from me. When she fell pregnant the day we met in the forest, I was glad because it meant we would be together. I could have quickly taken down Creek, but I didn’t because I loved Lara, and she begged me many times to stay away. I respected that, but now things had changed. Morgan had been sent to the king's jail for his crimes of not declaring

Eliza’s POV Being back here at Creek was weird as hell for me; all of the memories of growing up and the bullying I received daily came rushing back to me like a boomerang. Standing before Daniella, the prominent ring leader, I didn’t feel scared or weak. She looked pathetic, staring at me with her fake apologetic look. “I want a proper apology from you, and I want you to mean everything to me, word of it. Get on your knees and beg me for forgiveness.” I ordered her, and my brother threw me a surprised glare. I ignored him, and this was between me and Daniella. How dare she think that she could get away with all the hurt and pain that she had caused me? I had already rejected the alpha quadruplets as my mate, but that didn’t mean everyone else was about to get off without any punishment. My brother didn’t even know half of what I had gone through. “Princess Eliza!” Daniella stuttered nervously as she knelt and clasped her hands together. I could see her bottom lip tremb

Eliza’s POV Bernard raised an eyebrow. "Wow, Princess Eliza. You're damn special to have a second chance, mate," he crossed his arms over his chest. I scowled at him, thinking about how I had rejected four mates already. My father was unwell, so did I want the hassle of another mate? Alex placed a hand on my shoulder. "We'll support you, Eliza. We'll be here for you, no matter what." I nodded, feeling thankful to my brother. He was always there for me, even when I was stubborn and headstrong. "I think I need some time to think," I said, turning away from them. "I'll come back and talk to you both later." Bernard nodded. "Take all the time you need, princess." I walked back into my father's room, feeling anxious. Father's eyes were closed; I sat beside him, taking his hand in mine. "Father?" I whispered. "What do you think? Should I take a chance on Ryder?" He opened his eyes, a faint smile on his lips. "You deserve happiness, Eliza. If Ryder makes you happy, then ta

Eliza’s POV Alex’s eyes widened in surprise. “Help him? How?” I felt a wave of encouragement in my brother’s interest. “Ryder’s friend, Dr. Adams, has a new experimental treatment that could—” “Experimental?” Alex interrupted, a frown settling on his face. “You know how dangerous those can be, Eliza. We can’t just jump into something without knowing the risks.” I met his gaze, trying to find the right words. “I know, but what if this could be the breakthrough we need? What if it could save him?” Alex shook his head, his brows knit in concern. “Have you spoken to Father about it? Does he even want to go through something so uncertain?” My heart sank. I hadn’t thought about that. “He hasn’t been awake long enough for us to discuss it,” I admitted. “But I know he wouldn’t want to leave us in a position where we had to watch him suffer.” “Is it worth the risk?” Alex asked, his words laced with scepticism. “Maybe,” I replied, a quiet determination settling in. “I’m willing to hear

The next morning I was so nervous that I hardly slept that night. I threw the covers off of me and got a shower and then got dressed into black shorts and a white frilly top. I shoved my hair up in a pony tail and decided to go and help Abbie to prepare a breakfast for everyone. I needed to keep myself busy until my father was ready to show his face. I just hoped and prayed that Dr Adams had worked his magic well enough on my father. I couldn't bare to think of life now without my father. “Good morning, Princess Eliza!” my father called cheerfully as he walked into the kitchen. I gasped at the sight of him, I hadn't expected that this morning. Me and Abbie exchanged excited glances and she gestured for me to go to him. He looked healthier than ever, with a colour in his cheeks and a confident stride. He was already dressed in a crisp shirt and a tailored waistcoat, his hair neatly combed. “Good morning, Father!” I beamed at him. “I hope you’re ready for a feast. It is good to s