\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey think they own me. That I\u2019ll just\u2026 submit. But they don\u2019t realize something-I might be theirs, but\u00a0<\/p>\n
that doesn\u2019t mean I\u2019m giving in without a fight.\u201d \u2013 Rhea\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seth\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCallum, LET HER GO! You\u2019re scaring her!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lila\u2019s sharp voice cut through the thick tension, but Callum didn\u2019t move. His massive frame\u00a0<\/p>\n
hovered over Rhea, caging her against the mattress, his stormy gray eyes wild with\u00a0<\/p>\n
possessiveness. His wolf, Ace, was clawing to take full control, demanding their mate submit.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could feel the same primal instinct from Scar, my own wolf. He wanted to pull her into our arms,\u00a0<\/p>\n
to scent her, comfort her, claim her. But this wasn\u2019t the way. Rhea was trembling beneath Callum,\u00a0<\/p>\n
her tear-streaked face twisted with fear, and my chest f*****g ached.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re going to break her, Callum,\u201d Jaxon snapped, his voice razor-sharp, cutting through the\u00a0<\/p>\n
tension like a blade. \u201cBack off before she has a panic attack.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum growled low in his chest, but his jaw ticked a sign he was barely restraining himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s terrified, man,\u201d Rory added, softer but still firm. \u201cThis isn\u2019t helping.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum\u2019s body went rigid, muscles tense with reluctance, but finally, he let out a sharp breath and\u00a0<\/p>\n
forced himself to move back. Even as he pulled away, his intense gaze never left Rhea.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Theo, ever the cautious beta, took a step forward, hands slightly raised in submission. \u201cWith all due\u00a0<\/p>\n
respect, Alphas,\u201d he started, careful but steady, \u201cmaybe you should let Rhea explain why she\u00a0<\/p>\n
doesn\u2019t feel the bond.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A lethal snarl tore from all four of us, vibrating through the walls,\u00a0<\/p>\n
How f*****g dare he say her name like that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Theo instantly bared his throat, submitting to our dominance, but our wolves were still on edge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lila, unfazed as always, squared her shoulders and stepped in front of him. \u201cYou didn\u2019t even give her a chance to explain,\u201d she hissed, eyes flashing. She\u2019s not eighteen yet! Of course, she can\u2019t feel\u00a0<\/p>\n
the mate bond.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words slammed into me like a freight train.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum\u2019s entire body stiffened as realization flickered in his stormy gaze. His expression softened slightly as he looked down at Rhea. \u201cIs that true, baby?\u201d His voice was quieter now, rougher, almost \u2026 tender.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Huh! f*****g miracle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
178\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea\u2019s cheeks flushed as she nodded, her fingers twisting in the blanket. That small, hesitant motion sent something sharp through me-through all of us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
f**k, she\u2019s ours. She just doesn\u2019t know it yet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her voice was barely above a whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2026 I don\u2019t know if you\u2019re my mates. I don\u2019t feel anything yet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Blaze, my wolf, snarled in frustration. \u2018She\u2019s ours. She just doesn\u2019t realize it yet.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018She will,\u2019 I told him, but the words felt empty.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum scrubbed a hand down his face, exhaling hard. \u201cLittle Luna,\u201d he murmured, his voice low but firm, \u201cthere\u2019s no doubt in our minds. We don\u2019t lack she-wolves, but none of them come close to\u00a0<\/p>\n
you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea flinched, and hope stirred in my chest. She felt something, even if she didn\u2019t recognize it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum let out a slow breath, his voice turning almost gentle-a rare f*****g thing for him. \u201cWe\u2019ll give you space tonight, but this conversation isn\u2019t over. No more running.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea hesitated before finally nodding. \u201cThank you, Callum. I\u2019d\u2026 like to rest.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
For now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room was too quiet once they were gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hugged the blanket to my chest, watching the door as if they might barge back in at any second.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum had lingered the longest, his stormy eyes looking onto mine like he was memorizing me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And now? Now that I was alone, my composure cracked like shattered glass. Tears spilled down\u00a0<\/p>\n
my cheeks as I buried my face in my hands. My entire life had flipped inside out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
First, Ethan-my childhood best friend, my first love mated with my other best friend. And now? Now, I was supposedly the mate of four of the most powerful alphas in the realm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The quadruplets.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The playboy, the protector, the strategist, and the brote.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The most dangerous, unhinged, possessive alphas i Lycandra.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A muffin, a glass of water, and a bottle of aspirin sa neatly on the nightstand. A small, considerate gesture that didn\u2019t change the fact that they were trying to claim me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I sighed, the weight of everything pressing down. Fine. I\u2019d play along for now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
6.2\/8\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
yet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But when she did?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d make sure she never forgot it. Never stopped feeling it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
His jaw clenched as he projected the moment she finally broke into our mind links, finally realizing what he already knew-what was already written in her f*****g soul.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d drop to her knees, her body pliant, aching for us, slick dripping down her thighs as she surrendered. Her breath would hitch, her lips parting, eyes hazy with need as she begged.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Soon.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d learn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And when she did, she\u2019d never stop gushing for us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I exhaled sharply, eyes flicking to the door that separated me from my mate. \u201cTomorrow morning,\u00a0<\/p>\n
we introduce her to us properly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u104b\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seth raised an eyebrow. \u201cIntroduce her? She already met us, Callum.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot like this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
The morning sun was an obnoxious reminder that I was still here. A knock at the door made me\u00a0<\/p>\n
groan. \u201cGo away.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The door opened anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shot upright, clutching the blanket as all four of them strolled in, towering over my bed like gods\u00a0<\/p>\n
of destruction.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum stood in front, arms crossed over his massive chest, exuding authority. \u201cWe need to talk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I scowled. \u201cI need coffee.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Another one of the quad\u2019s smirked. \u201cAfter.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
They spread out, surrounding the bed. The air shifted. I blinked, trying to make sense of what the actual f**k was happening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They had just introduced themselves as if I were some lost pup joining the pack. But worse? Their personalitiespractically dripped from every word, like they were making it a damn point to show me exactly who I was dealing with.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum\u2019s voice had been deep, controlled, and steady. His words weren\u2019t a suggestion-they were law. The eldest, the unofficial leader. The one who made the decisions and expected them to be followed. His entire presence screamed dominance, and I wasn\u2019t dumb enough to ignore that he\u00a0<\/p>\n
4\/8\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
fully expected me to fall in line, like hell I would.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon, on the other hand? That bastard enjoyed this. His lips twitched when he spoke, but his gray eyes never left mine-obsessive, calculating, watching me like I was something fragile he wanted to break apart just to put back together. The alpha enforcer. The brute. The one who would wreck anyone for me. It should\u2019ve scared me, but instead, it sent a shiver down my spine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then there was Rory, the only one who looked remotely like he could be reasoned with. Smirking, leaning against the wall like this was casual. But his words? I\u2019ll outthink everyone to keep you safe. That wasn\u2019t a joke. It was a promise. He wasn\u2019t just a pretty face-he was the strategist, the danger ous kind of smart. The one who\u2019d convince me I had a choice before proving I never did.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And then there was Seth. The one who f*****g sat on my bed like we were already best friends. That cocky grin, the amusement dancing in his storm-gray eyes-he didn\u2019t even try to hide how much fun he was having. The charming psycho one. There was something else underneath that smugness. Something dark.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They weren\u2019t just introducing themselves. They were staking their claim. I tried to swallow past the lump in my throat, but then Callum\u2019s voice cut through the air again, steady, unshakable. \u201cEffective immediately, you\u2019ll be moving into the packhouse.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blinked. Did he just-\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me?\u201d My voice was flat, disbelief thick in every syllable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s for your safety,\u201d he added like that was supposed to explain everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you\u2019ll be chauffeured to and from the academy,\u201d Rory added smoothly like this was some goddamn corporate deal. \u201cNo walking, no public transportation.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My mouth fell open. What the actual f**k was happening?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can\u2019t be serious,\u201d I deadpanned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seth leaned back against the dresser, all casual like he wasn\u2019t ruining my life. \u201cWe are. And your won\u2019t wear anything revealing unless one of us is with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Heat crawled up my neck, a slow burn of rage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I clenched the blanket tighter, inhaling sharply. \u201cWhat I wear is none of your business.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum\u2019s eyes darkened, his Alpha aura pressing against me like a warning. The growl in his chest was barely restrained as he said, \u201cIt is when unmated males stare at what belongs to us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I sucked in a breath, my heart hammering.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oh, f**k no.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me what belongs to you?\u201d My voice dripped with sarcasm, pushing right back against\u00a0<\/p>\n
5\/8\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
that overwhelming dominance. \u201cI don\u2019t belong to anyone, Alpha.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
I made sure to emphasize the title, and just like that, Callum\u2019s jaw ticked. Jaxon-because, of course, he had to get involved-tilted his head slightly, his tone cool, controlled. \u201cYou\u2019ll address us by our names, sunshine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, of course, Alpha,\u201d I said sweetly, earning a low, warning growl from him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seth chuckled, shaking his head. \u201cShe\u2019s testing us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn right, I am,\u201d I muttered, refusing to f*****g back down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum stepped closer, his sheer size making the room feel smaller, suffocating. His voice dipped lower, almost dangerous. \u201cYou\u2019re our mate, little Luna. Protecting you isn\u2019t just our duty-it\u2019s our\u00a0<\/p>\n
instinct.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I held his gaze, my pulse hammering. \u201cAnd what about my instincts? My choices? Do those matter\u00a0<\/p>\n
to you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rory let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. \u201cOf course, they do. But until you feel the bond, you\u2019re vulnerable. You don\u2019t understand what\u2019s at stake.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I narrowed my eyes. \u201cLet me guess-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u104b\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon didn\u2019t even let me finish. \u201cNo outings past tem unless you\u2019re with us or Theo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I let out a humourless laugh, the sound sharp, cutting. \u201cYou\u2019re unbelievable.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum, because he just had to have the last word, said with finality, \u201cAnd you\u2019re ours.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her defiance was infuriating-and intoxicating.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ace was on edge, snarling in my mind, pacing, demanding I take control, demanding I remind her e xactly where she belonged. In our arms, in our bed, in our damn soul.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018She\u2019s pushing us on purpose,\u2019 Ace growled, his irritation thrumming through my veins like fire. \u2018She needs to know her place.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018She\u2019s scared,\u2019 I countered, jaw tightening. \u2018Push too hard, and she\u2019ll run.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ace was unconvinced. \u2018Then make her understand. Show her she belongs to us. That there\u2019s nothing\u00a0<\/p>\n
in Lycandra more perfect than her and that we already love her.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
I exhaled, keeping him at bay. If I let him have his way, we\u2019d have her pinned beneath us, neck bared, marked, claimed. And as much as that idea made my blood burn, as much as my instincts screamed for it, I would not push her into something she wasn\u2019t ready for.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But f**k, she wasn\u2019t making this easy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
6\/8\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThese rules aren\u2019t negotiable,\u201d I said, voice low and steady, the weight of my authority pressing down on her. \u201cYou\u2019ll see in time that they\u2019re for your benefit.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea\u2019s narrowed eyes flickered with something-defiance, irritation, maybe even amusement. She\u00a0<\/p>\n
tilted her chin, crossed her arms, and smirked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me guess,\u201d she drawled, her voice dripping with sarcasm. \u201cYou\u2019ll start picking out my clothes\u00a0<\/p>\n
next, Alpha?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The title-that f*****g word-was a deliberate jab, and we all f*****g knew it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon, standing just behind me, let out a slow breath, his jaw tightening. Rory muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like this girl\u2019s going to kill us all, and Seth? That bastard\u00a0<\/p>\n
just grinned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oh, she was playing now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I held her gaze, unshaken. \u201cIf that\u2019s what it takes to keep you safe,\u201d I said smoothly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her lips parted, and for a brief second, her pulse jumped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t speak, didn\u2019t move, but the way her breath hitched? The way her fingers curled just slightly into the blanket?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She felt it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that was enough.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw something. Or maybe punch Callum square in the face, just\u00a0<\/p>\n
to see if it would make that unreadable mask crackl\u00a0<\/p>\n
They were impossible-overbearing, possessive, and so calm in their absolute belief that they could dictate every second of my life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the worst part?\u00a0<\/p>\n
A small, traitorous part of me didn\u2019t entirely hate it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum loomed over me like an immovable force, voice as unshakable as his presence, making it painfully clear that whatever he said was final. Jaxon, quiet and lethal, his steel-gray eyes tracking my every move like I was something precious he couldn\u2019t afford to let slip through his fingers. Rory, smirking even now, always watching, waiting for the exact moment to strike, the strategist, the one who would outthink me if I wasn\u2019t careful. And then there was Seth. f*****g Seth. He was grinning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Like he knew. Like he was enjoying the fact that they were driving me insane. Like he was waiting\u00a0<\/p>\n
for the moment, I admitted I liked it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
7\/8\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Bound by Fate, Trapped by Wolves\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yeah. That wasn\u2019t happening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll stay here for now,\u201d I said tightly, barely keeping my voice even. \u201cBut don\u2019t think for a second that\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019m going to fall in line just because you say so.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon\u2019s smirk was slow, dark, knowing. \u201cWe wouldn\u2019t expect anything less, sunshine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum exhaled, his expression softening-just barely. \u201cGet dressed, little Luna. Breakfast is in\u00a0<\/p>\n
twenty minutes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And then, just like that, they turned and left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment the door shut, I collapsed onto the bed, my heart pounding. What the f**k just happened again?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seth\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
The second we stepped into the hallway, I let out a low whistle. \u201cShe\u2019s got some fire, doesn\u2019t she?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rory let out a short laugh, rubbing his jaw like he was already preparing for the years of fights ahead. \u201cShe\u2019s going to fight us every step of the way\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon scoffed, arms crossed, his gray eyes still dark with something dangerous. \u201cLet her,\u201d he\u00a0<\/p>\n
murmured like he was waiting for the battle. \u201cShe\u2019ll learn. She has to.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Callum, as usual, was unreadable. But I could feel the tension radiating off him, his wolf just as\u00a0<\/p>\n
f*****g desperate as ours.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s our mate,\u201d he finally said, voice rough. \u201cWe\u2019ll protect her, love her, cherish her whether she\u00a0<\/p>\n
likes it or not.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I grinned. \u201cAnd the rules?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey stay.\u201d Callum\u2019s eyes flickered to Rhea\u2019s door, is expression dark. \u201cShe\u2019ll thank us later.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t so sure about that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But one thing was clear-this wasn\u2019t going to be easy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And honestly? I wouldn\u2019t have it any other way.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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