Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies

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k and jars me backward, almost making me fa

a hand stretches out and grabs my arm, keeping me

ay with my free hand and look up into a pair of blue eyes so intense, I think I might

h rich chocolate-brown eyes and a concerned look on his handsome face. His fingers are wrapped around my u

looking from one of them to the other. Never have I ever seen even

both muscle-bound, but I would say he’s a little leaner than the other one. My brown-eyed rescuer has dark hai

ice suit pants and white-button down shirts. The blond has on a ma

e run into, the one

words. He seems nice, though. I am surprised at how nice

r than my par

e, and for a moment, I think he might be checking me out. His eyes drop down to

ly releases my arm. My bicep suddenly feels cold without his warm fingers

pointing over his shoulder.

I want to speak more, but I

haired one notices. “Is som

ther is an Alpha, I’m not used to being treated like I mat

the position?”

h position. We all know what he

at me. It is a lopsided grin that might look creepy on some guys, but w

I am here? He looks like he must be someone important, but I don’t dare try

,” I say to the man who has likely lef

“No problem

outh has never formed those

ill smiling at me, but it seems like som

stan,” the o

theaded, either by their handsomeness or because I’d

ions before Tristan asks me,

ore. It sounds nice when he says it, though. “Uh….” My na

you?” Tristan asks me, a

my face turning the same shade as my dress. How can I not re

name,” Tristan say

y like that, but I’ll take the

e, we won’t keep you. I’m sure you’re in a rush to get

m one of them to the other. Mark

way, but I only make it a few steps down the hallway before

t me. Tristan waves. I don’t lift my hand, thou

hoping my face isn’t as red as i

They were so handsome and well-bred. I have to wonde

fact that they seemed to think I was attractive is astonishing to say the least. None of the boys back

ion room and pause outsi

ger probing my body, touching me in places I’

ome seems like a bette

run to? Maybe I could hide and then just hop

’t feel that I owe them anything after the way they’ve treated me, I’ve agreed to do this for my pac

at least enough to keep me

nd I walk through the doors, into the examination room w

ll I can think about is how badly I want to get out of here. I don’

in. Would living on the streets be so bad compar

away now… so I h

ind a desk. “Ah, there you are!” she says, pursing her

mer. So much for ever

and when she says “dear” it does n

s, sorry,”

eally not that difficult. Just dow

’am,” I

head at me. “

having to speak since my wor

m two, strip down, and put on a gow

to move. I am staring at her like she’s just to

rd of hearing?” she asks, reaching out and

ward, almost face-planting on the stone floor. Somehow, I manage

hat one off of the list.” Then, r

my way down the hallway. I can’t remember which room she said to

! It’s terrible here, besides Mark and Tristan of cour

and they make me feel like I can’t do anything right, but at this moment, more than any

the sewage treatment

n on the table. With a deep breath,

t is just