All Chapters of Top for My Four Mates: He’s Ours!: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Garrett It was the first time that I have seen Harold this way. His eyes flashed with so much anger and I could tell that he was pissed. The way he balled his fist made me really worried and I was beginning to hope that Damon would help out with calming down. Come on, I was also not expecting anything because I mean, it was Damon that we were all talking about here. He would much rather fight everyone than use his head to think properly. Looking at him right now, I knew he was pissed. Seriously, where was Jacob when one needs him the most. Harold's eyes were beginning to blaze bright yellow and I knew it would be hard to get him to calm down if he unravels his claws and Jace might walk in anytime.Besides, I too was beginning to get angry. Jace had left with Jacob which made me really concerned that he would be in the same space as another male even though it was my brother. Anger was actually dealing with me that all this while, I had not been able to focus on my work. I had managed

Jace I felt really relieved when Jacob made his promise. At least, there was someone willing to look out for me despite everything and I relaxed. There was no doubt that I still felt really sad at the fact that we had missed Molly but that did not bother me. I just hoped that she would be okay. Something also gnawed at me. It was the fact that all this while when I had been working, I could have actually gone over to see her and at the very least get her contact. It was my own fault that I had been too stuck up in my ass to go check on her. I could have struck a conversation, gotten her contact and moved on.Eventually, we arrived home and I and Jacob started to go down from the car when we ran into Garrett out front. He approached me and my heart started skipping a lot of beats as I watched him approach. There was this uncertainty in his eyes that I felt I must have misdiagnosed. He placed a friendly arm around my shoulder as he started speaking to Jacob. The desire from that bodily

Peter I was in pain from the moment I heard the sound of the explosion. I really felt as if my back was on fire and wanted to let Harold know but then, we needed to clear out. The humans were always drawn to drama and anything out of normal. They would no sooner come over here and try to get to us. Harold had to come assist me back to the car. Covering me up while trying to make them take lesser notice of us. The moment he got me to the car, I relaxed but I was on fire. At this point, I realised that I had lost my sense of speech. It was as if a wild poison that had merged with fire was running through my veins and all I could do was sit back there and pray that I made it. I thought of every moment in my life and how it would be indeed shameful and saddening that I die this way. My ancestors would be ashamed of my cowardice for not saving our kind and then taking the easy way out of the situation by dying. So, I did my best to stay awake. At first, I had lost the strength to keep my

Garrett Peter was upset. A whole lot of things to consider in relation to his behaviour, however, this time I could tell that he was just out to get me. I was beginning to wonder why on earth he would try to make me look gay in front of everyone else which was why I sunk a little lower by trying to put him on the spot. It did not feel any good to me that he would act as he had towards me and I just wanted to mate out a taste of his own medicine. It was working, I was also beginning to brew within me a response to defend myself if I needed to do so but everything was halted when our parents came inside. Wow, they decided to show up after all this time. I would never say that I was impressed by their presence right now. They started off instantly by calling out on Harold in a way that I knew neither of us in this space approved of. It felt like they came here just to look for trouble. I mean, how do you explain coming in to find out that your child has been hurt and instead of checking

Damon I sat down there observing everyone in their natural state. Our parents were trying to make this feel like it was some sort of normal family gathering and I wondered if Harold should get the role of the grandfather. I mean, he looks the part. My brothers too were definitely trying to make a point and I was off on my own thinking and wondering.A lot of things had gone down today but I never thought I would witness the day when Harold sheds tears. It felt really unreal and I could not believe it. I looked at my brothers and I could see they were all as surprised as I was. Nevertheless, our absent father had to acknowledge the fact that Harold had done a great job in bringing us up. I mean, like he would ever have something else to say. Indeed, the old man had done his best raising us into the men that we were and I was glad. Seeing him look so proud of us also told me that we had not disappointed him for once. Not even me in all my stubbornness and as they put it, my killer inst