\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine\u2026 who?\u201d Jaxon pressed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her throat bobbed, her fingers clenching at her sides.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I bit back a grin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCallum. Jaxon. Rory. Seth,\u201d she bit out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon\u2019s grin was pure f*****g sin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood girl,\u201d he murmured, and I swore her knees wobbled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yeah.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We were in her head now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
My jaw nearly hit the floor when I stepped into the room they assigned me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The suite was insane\u2013high ceilings, dark wood panelling, and an entire wall of windows overlooking the pack\u2019s sprawling territory. The bed was huge, the kind of luxurious, silk\u2013covered monstrosity you only saw in movies, and the walk\u2013in closet was larger than my entire dorm room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou like it?\u201d Lila asked, leaning against the doorway with a smirk.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thesitated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s\u2026 amazing,\u201d I admitted, still taking it all in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lila left me to unpack, and I decided to shower before dealing with my suitcases.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The bathroom was just as extravagant\u2013sleek black marble, a walk\u2013in rainfall shower, and gold\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Marked Territory\u00a0<\/p>\n
fixtures that practically screamed old\u2013money luxury. The second the hot water hit my skin, I exhaled, letting the tension drain out of my body.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was too much. Everything was too much. The quads\u2018 possessiveness. Jaxon\u2019s intensity. The weight of this new reality pressed down on me like a heavy f*****g boulder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t ready.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t built for this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I noticed something strange when I stepped out, wrapped in a plush towel. The toiletries on the counter weren\u2019t generic. They were mine\u2013my brands, my scents. A small, traitorous part of me softened. How did they know?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head, stepping toward the bed and collapsing onto the silk sheets, staring at the ornate ceiling. The quads had insisted I stay in their wing, claiming it was for my safety.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But deep down, I knew the truth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They needed me close.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not just to protect.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But for themselves.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jaxon\u2019s words echoed in my mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re ours now, sweetheart. Get used to it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maybe\u2026 Just maybe\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was starting to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A Luna\u2019s Doubts, Four Alphas Fury\u00a0<\/p>\n
A Luna\u2019s Doubts, Four Alphas\u2018 Fury\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIn the darkness, their fury ignited a fire I couldn\u2019t escape\u2013nor did I want to\u201c. \u2013 Rhea Morgan\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rhea\u2019s POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clams\u00a0<\/p>\n
I grabbed a pair of comfy purple shorts and a snug white long\u2013sleeved v\u2013neck\u2013casual, cozy. Hopefully, the Alphas wouldn\u2019t lose their minds over my outfit. I was in my own space, and they had already decided way too much about my life in the past twenty\u2013four hours. They could deal with\u00a0<\/p>\n
this one tiny act of defiance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Feeling somewhat settled, I thought about calling it a night. The day\u2019s chaos had drained me, and\u00a0<\/p>\n
curling up in bed seemed like the perfect plan. Unfortunately, my stomach disagreed, growling\u00a0<\/p>\n
loud enough to scare a small animal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSeriously?\u201d I muttered, glaring at my traitorous belly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I grabbed my phone and texted Lila, asking if she could help me scavenge for food. I didn\u2019t want to\u00a0<\/p>\n
bother the staff unnecessarily\u2013it wasn\u2019t my style to act like some spoiled princess, and honestly, it\u00a0<\/p>\n
wasn\u2019t like I even knew who or where the staff was. Before I could even lock my screen, my door\u00a0<\/p>\n
burst open like a scene straight out of a sitcom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There stood Lila, arms crossed, looking like she owned not just this room but the entire Ridge\u00a0<\/p>\n
Storm estate\u2013which, in fairness, she kind of did.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRhea,\u201d she drawled, exasperated. \u201cYou do realize there\u2019s a direct line to the kitchen on the bedside\u00a0<\/p>\n
phone, right? You don\u2019t need to forage for food like some medieval peasant. And why didn\u2019t you\u00a0<\/p>\n
just ask your mates?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLila, \u201cI sighed, rolling my eyes. \u201cI\u2019m perfectly capable of finding my own food. I didn\u2019t want to involve anyone unnecessarily. And besides, you\u2019re helping me, not one of your brothers, so they\u00a0<\/p>\n
can chill.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She snorted, shaking her head as she grabbed my arm and dragged me into the hallway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHelping you?\u201d she laughed. \u201cPlease. You\u2019re practically their queen already. The day those four let you \u2018do it yourself\u2018 is the day pigs fly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I reluctantly slid into my fluffy slip\u2013ons and followed her out, closing the door behind me. She led me through a maze of hallways, talking about random packhouse facts I wasn\u2019t processing. I should have been paying attention, but my mind was too tangled in its own mess. The reality of\u00a0<\/p>\n
having four mates was still sinking in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The faint electric zaps whenever one of them touches me. The undeniable pull between us. The magnetism that made my stomach flip every time they got too close. It all screamed mate bond. And that was terrifying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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