Mated To Four Alphas

ited to movies and television shows. Yet, these wolves before me were of a different magnitude altogether. They possessed a commanding presence, with their thick fur and formida

me to feel an inexplicable sense of paralysis. There was an undeniable intelligenc

umentaries where rabbits or other prey animals became motionless when sensing the presence of a predator. Until now, I had failed to comprehend the origin of that instinct. Howeve

was as if its entire being underwent a profound metamorphosis. Ripples coursed through it

had fled the previous night. Beside him, the white wolf trembled in a similar manner, and even before the transformation was complete, I already knew who it would be. River. They were shifters. My mind spun with disbelief. I had witnessed the transformat

heir nakedness. River made his way towards one of the packs leaning against a sturdy tree trunk, while Marcus halted right in front of me. I tried. I truly made an effort. I willed myself not to fixate on the prominent

ked man before?" Marcus cocke

se. But I'd be damned if I was going to admit that to him. I was off-center, completely uncertain about where my life was going to take me from here on out. But one thing I felt certai

e before pointedly dropping it back down to his

ctory and somehow pleased to have lightened the mood in the camp. Or at least, some people's moods. Marcus's blue eyes chilled, and he raked his gaze over my body, taking i

," he said in

y, Marcus. But wherever Sariah is, she'd

everywhere with him? All the time? Brushing his black curls away from his face, he turned away from me and joined River by

thin me was still fresh, and I sensed it would continue to ache for a long time. "I'm sorry," I murmured, wrappi

at me, as if trying to shield himself from any emotional connection. Determined t

ain, but Marcus abruptly turned on him with a menacing growl. "Don't talk about her! She,

nd and leaning against the sturdy tree trunk while he

m our plan is completely off track. It's nowhere near what we intended. We were supposed to

she wasn't there. Our plan was already foiled

progress! We need to regroup and devise a new strategy. We should go ba

" Wyatt emphasized, attem

s, indicating that they had likely engaged in similar discussions before. Marcus didn't strike me as someone who easily gave up on an idea, especially whe

up. "We're with you, brother. Always." He stood, po

his long-sleeved shirt as his muscles rippled with each movement. The torn sleeve on his left arm bore a streak of blood, a reminder of the graze from the bullet. Nixon, standing

are of our faces, and it's highly likely they have hunters out searching for us as we speak. We cannot recklessl

la, not 'her'." I gently pulled my hand free from Nixon's grip, finding his touch too comfortin

no concrete plan. How would I navigate this unfamiliar world outside the confines of the Taren complex

abandoned you now?" River smirked, raising a pointed eyebrow at the black-haired shifter nex

om throwing the offer back in his face. As mad as he made me, I couldn’t afford

keshift enclosure a few minutes ago. It was still there, under the surface of River’s skin. I never would’ve noticed or believed it if I hadn’t just seen him shift, but now that I knew it existed, I could sense the animal inside him. Was something

now how many resources Taren will dedicate to hunting us, but that blond Terminator dude definitely looked like he meant busi

hard to believe that less than twenty-four hours ago, I had yearned to return to the safety of

ckpack, his intense gaze fixed on me. There was a serio

be a rumor," he pondered aloud. Marcus seemed caugh

k?" I braced myself for Marcus's typical biting response, but to my s

ces. Their security measures were lacking, considering the magnitude of what they had created. In the early days, a significant number of shifters managed to escape,

if it's true," I interj

his restless energy practically bouncing him on his toes. "And who would be more inclined to help us rescue

ent of what was happening. It was unlikely I would have a say in any

if expecting to catch a glimpse of the blond-h

way all my defenses and see into the depths of my soul. His eyes, a vivid blue brighter than Nixon's, h

ng Nixon's nickname for me. It sounded different coming from him, devoid of the

w did he—how did all of these men—manage to throw me off balance so q

urage to nod, lifting

there's even a chance they can help us rescue your

he had tied it back in a neat ponytail, but now his dark locks flowed freely. After a moment of

's get moving," River exclaimed, snatching a bag from the ground and striding ahe

t blush. He averted his gaze from me, bending down to pick up the bag that Wyatt had used to store Sariah's clothes the previous da

ubs, you'll need to carry your own weight. No free rides here. This isn't some leisurely vacation," he declared, grabbin