All Chapters of Top for My Four Mates: He’s Ours!: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Damon Now this was totally unacceptable. How on earth were there bounty hunters running wild in our city at this time? It did not feel right and this put me in a solemn mood as we headed back home.The moment we were locked upstairs, I had myself nearly hysterical with questions. I mean, Garrett had to fix the damned device those bastards left and then, we would determine just how deadly it was. However, I felt within me, so much hate and anger at the fact they had taken one of us away.This was bad. Those bounty hunters were merely humans themselves with heightened gadgets who felt the world was their oyster. But not to me. I was going to be their biggest nightmare. All my life, I detested every tale about them and sought for an opportunity to put a permanent end to them all.Everyone waited and then, finally, we got the bad news. The device could actually spot werewolves and this meant the pack would not be safe for long. All they needed to do was begin to scan areas and see where

Jace Everyone was acting strange. I could not understand why it was being so weird around me.I had decided to stay back when Jacob had come and asked me to join them to see Peter play. Even though I wanted to go, I reminded myself that I was here to work and I should not be seen slacking off my duties.I also recalled how Peter detested me and he probably would not want me at his games. If he happens to lose, he might just blame me for showing up there. Hence, I vehemently declined the offer to show up.I followed them downstairs and just as they were beginning to leave, Garrett pulled up beside me and waved me over. I went to him nervously. I would say of all the brothers, he had me in a knotted stomach point more than the rest."Sir?" I muttered as I approached him."Are you really sure you want to stay back?" He asked me."Yes, Sir. I have a lot of things to do." I responded politely."You know you could come with me, I'll speak to Harold or better yet, I'll assist you when I ret

JaceGarrett was really something. His last question still had me amused as I recalled him asking if I was wet.I mean, what grown man without a disease did? But then I was glad he wanted me to lay with him on the bed. I actually was really scared about doing so earlier as I did not want to provoke him. He had asked me to treat myself as one of the occupants and I could decide what I wanted with my bedroom and who I wanted inside but I most certainly could not find the courage to ask him out of the room.Eventually, I climbed the bed and moved to the other edge even though all I desired was to go there where he laid and have him hold me.I was ashamed of myself. How could I be thinking of such things when I knew deep within my heart that it was really wrong to do so. What was actually wrong with me? Was this how damaged I had become that I would think that a straight man would want to hold me?But a part of me questioned him as well. Why would he keep showing up shirtless in my room

Peter It was definitely going to be me going through lists. My brothers had always made it clear that they were no cops and I just wanted this all sorted out. I had been blaming myself all through that I had been there and could not do a single thing to rescue that wolf. The way he had looked in the direction of where I was hiding in my car made me feel every inch like a failure. I should have really tried to do something for him. It would have been better than hiding back there like a common coward.My brothers all tried not to say anything about that part of things but I knew very well that they wanted to. I mean, who would not suspect that I had been a fool.Even if the others would not say it, I was sure that Damon's rash attitude was clear because he was disappointed that I would just sit down there and watch one of our kind be taken away. I dared not look straight into his eyes for long all through and I would say that dinner has never tasted more sad than it did today.After d

HaroldThe boys were amazing and I was impressed. I no longer saw them as a job I had to do but as my sons that had grown into able bodied men. They were simply so amazing that my pride swelled.Listening to everyone speak made me realise that they were more than ready. Heck, even Damon, the ultimate unserious of the family, was suddenly protective. I could tell his anger was his little way of stepping up to his responsibility. He was clearly the boomerang that would strike out the enemies.Then, there was Peter. The awesome and ultimate browser. He seemed to be having the blame tendencies with how he was trying to make it his fault that something had happened to anyone especially the person that had been taken. I could tell that he was going to make one heck of a protector too.Then, there was Jacob. As calculated as ever. He was the one who saw it all and perfected it all in his head. He had his eyes on his goal and would do everything within his power to shield his family.And then