MATED TO FATHER, FATED TO SONS

AMARIS

That was one shitty ultimatum.

As soon as I left his office and entered the hallway, I literally ran straight into Nia who was passing by. She took one look at my flushed face and disheveled appearance and smirked knowingly.

"Uh huh, it is not even close to the full moon rising yet and you are already clearly in heat," she teased.

I looked at her with what I hoped was an innocent expression. "You don’t know what you are talking about."

"Well, today we she-wolves are horny as absolute fuck because of the approaching full moon, so maybe I do know exactly what I am talking about," Nia countered with a grin.

"And that is precisely why I cannot understand why Cole specifically chooses to disappear today of all days."

I tried to deflect. "Well maybe he is just out back somewhere doing pack business."

Nia frowned, her expression darkening. "No, I know exactly where he is and what he is doing. Listen, would you be fine staying alone tonight? The Alpha specifically asked that I stay with you for protection but you could just lock all the doors and windows."

"Yes sure, I will be completely fine," I assured her, eager to be alone with my thoughts.

I walked slowly back to my room, my mind racing.

Well, my wolf was definitely going into heat based on how I was feeling, but why did my being on heat automatically mean going to seduce Alpha Corvin into having me right now just to cover my tracks about not being a virgin anymore?

I reached my room and locked the door firmly behind me, leaning against it.

Tonight was actually going to happen. The full moon. The twins. All of it.

And if I was being completely honest with myself, I did not feel nearly as weirded out about it as I had yesterday when they first proposed this insane arrangement. They were both my fated mates after all, and this was technically the moon goddess’s design, not mine.

I pulled off the white dress with one swift motion over my head and let it drop to the floor, standing there in just my underwear.

I needed to be prepared for tonight and that did not mean just mentally but physically as well.

How did I go from being a complete virgin just weeks ago to now actively preparing to sleep with two men at the same time? My life had taken such a bizarre turn.

I walked into the bathroom and slipped into the large bathtub, filling it with hot water that I added lavender oil to. I just relaxed there in the steaming water, trying desperately not to think too hard about what was coming.

I came out after about an hour of gentle scrubbing every inch of my body until my skin was soft and smooth, and walked to my closet wrapped in a towel.

I put on a black lace nightgown that left very little to the imagination, one of my absolute favorite pieces. I paired it with matching black lace panties and definitely no bra because the nightgown had built-in support. I used a silky black satin robe to cover the obvious sluttiness of the nightgown.

I had originally picked this outfit to wear on my wedding night with whoever I eventually married, but well, this counted too in a twisted way.

I sat down at my vanity and carefully packed my hair up, looking at my reflection in the mirror and just staring at myself, taking in every detail of my face without really processing anything.

My cheeks were flushed. My eyes looked different somehow, darker with anticipation and nervousness.

Then the door was knocked on gently and my breath immediately hitched in my throat.

I knew exactly who it was without having to ask. My wolf was already practically splitting my ribcage into two pieces trying to get to them.

I stood up slowly, taking in a deep breath and exhaling it carefully, wiping my already sweaty palms on my silky robe. I moved toward the door and somehow my legs were shaking slightly but I managed to reach the knob.

I pulled it open to reveal Ryker leaning casually against the door frame and Rowan standing straight beside him with both hands in his pockets.

Both of them were wearing matching black sweatpants and black long-sleeved shirts that hugged their muscular frames perfectly.

Both men’s eyes were immediately on me, raking over my body appreciatively.

Ryker smiled slowly, that dangerous smile that made my stomach flip. "Hello mate. Are you ready?"

I swallowed hard. "Where would it be? Where are we going?"

Rowan looked at Ryker briefly and then back at me. "I am glad you asked. Meet us out back at the garage in exactly five minutes."

And without saying anything else, both men turned and walked away down the hallway, leaving me standing there.

I was not entirely sure if I was supposed to trail after them immediately or wait, but they had said five minutes so I decided to give them space.

I slipped on my comfortable flip-flops and paced nervously toward the garage using the service entrance that Nia had shown me weeks ago when she was giving me a tour.

When I got there, both men were standing casually at the side of a sleek black car, clearly waiting for me.

Rowan held up something dark in his hand and I squinted at it.

A blindfold.

I glanced at the black fabric and then at him suspiciously. "What is that for?"

Rowan smiled in a way that made my pulse race. "Put it on."

I immediately shook my head. "Absolutely not."

Ryker stepped forward. "Don’t you trust us?"

"No, I genuinely don’t trust either of you," I stated honestly.

They both chuckled at my blunt response and Rowan tossed the blindfold to me. I caught it reflexively.

I sighed heavily and said to myself quietly, there was absolutely no going back now from this moment. This was really happening. This was who I was becoming.

I lifted the soft fabric and slipped it over my head carefully, adjusting it over my eyes until everything went dark.

Then came the complete darkness.