MATED TO FATHER, FATED TO SONS

AMARIS

Actually, he is going to kill them. I am the one who just fucked both his sons for hours, death was far too merciful. Oh god. What have I done? What was I thinking?

"Should we turn back or go forward?" Ryker asked Rowan urgently.

"We wait here," Rowan said calmly, which seemed absolutely insane given the circumstances.

"What?" Ryker and I said at the exact same time, both of us staring at him like he had lost his mind.

"What do you mean we wait?" Ryker asked again. "That is not a plan."

"We tell them she tried to run away from the pack house," Rowan stated matter-of-factly.

"I did what?" I said from the back seat, completely confused.

"We cannot explain why you are here with us at this hour," Rowan said logically.

"We cannot turn back now without looking more suspicious. We have to be logical about this situation. The scare from Victor’s attack and the whole howling from the full moon triggered some PTSD or panic attack or something and you ran."

Ryker shook his head slowly. "Ohhhh we are so doomed. That is the worst lie I have ever heard."

"Given the limited time we have, this is the only plan that makes any sense," Rowan said. "We can only think—"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sharp loud knock on his window that startled everyone in the car.

We all jumped simultaneously.

Rowan wound down the window slowly.

It was Beta Marco standing there in the darkness looking stern and deeply suspicious.

"What are you two doing out here at this hour?" he asked, then paused when he noticed me sitting in the back seat. He looked at all three of us very suspiciously, his eyes narrowing.

"The Alpha was looking for you three. He thought Victor had struck again and kidnapped Amaris." He added after the death stare.

"We went out for a drive and found her on the roadside trying to run away and we picked her up to bring her back safely," Rowan said smoothly, his voice confident and unwavering.

Beta Marco stared at us for a long moment, obviously not believing a single word of what he just heard. Nothing he said made any logical sense and his expression showed it.

"I will be driving behind you," Beta Marco said slowly, his eyes narrowing. "You can drive back to the pack house now. I am sure the Alpha would want a full explanation from all of you about tonight."

Rowan nodded and started the car engine again.

My heart was already pounding so hard I thought I might actually pass out right there in the back seat. I knew that it would be nearly impossible to get out of this situation without the truth coming out somehow.

When we pulled up to the pack house, Alpha Corvin was already standing at the front door waiting, his arms crossed over his broad chest, scowling darkly.

Oh fuck. We are so dead.

We all got out of the car slowly, like criminals walking to their execution.

Alpha Corvin looked at all three of us with those intense penetrating eyes. "Would any of you mind explaining what happened tonight?"

Ryker spoke before anyone else could say anything. "She was about to be kidnapped and we chased down the kidnapper."

Both Rowan and I turned to stare at Ryker like he had completely lost his mind. What kidnapper? Where did this come from?

Beta Marco looked even more confused than he had a minute ago.

"Kidnapped by who exactly?" Alpha Corvin asked, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

"By Victor’s son Jason," Ryker stated confidently like this was absolute fact.

Wait, Victor has a son? This is news to me,

Beta Marco and Alpha Corvin glanced at each other in surprise and said together in perfect unison, "Victor’s son?"

Rowan then chipped in quickly, clearly backing up his brother’s elaborate lie, "Yes. He was chasing after her by the roadside. After he had tried to kidnap her but she had found an opening to escape," he paused to catch his breath or let the lie sink in and marinate properly.

"He must have found a way to sneak into the territory while everyone was distracted by the full moon but we caught him in time. He is even in the boot of the car right now."

Wait, what the actual fuck?

We all walked toward the car and Ryker moved to open the trunk with a confidence that suggested this was totally normal.

There was an unconscious man tied up completely. His legs bound, mouth gagged, and hands tied tightly behind his back, lying in the boot.

I gasped inwardly, my eyes going wide with shock.

Wait, I was in a car with an unconscious tied-up man in the trunk and did not even know? How did I not hear him? How did they even get him in there without me noticing? When did this happen?

Alpha Corvin looked at his sons, clearly impressed by their supposed heroic actions. "Thank you both. You did very well protecting her."

He turned to Beta Marco. "Go take Jason to the dungeon for questioning immediately. I want to know everything about Victor’s plans."

Beta Marco nodded and called some men over to haul the unconscious man out of the trunk.

Alpha Corvin then looked directly at me with genuine concern in his eyes. "Are you alright? You look completely exhausted."

Yes, exhausted from fucking your sons for hours in every position imaginable.

"Well, I am just a bit shaken up from almost being kidnapped. Nothing a good night’s sleep would not cure." I responded, keeping my voice steady and calm,

Alpha Corvin then said something that made my blood run completely cold.

"Well, you will be sleeping in my room tonight."

"What?" I said, the shock very clear in my voice that I could not hide.

The shock on Ryker’s and Rowan’s faces was more than visible and completely undisguised. Ryker’s mouth literally dropped open and his eyes went wide with disbelief. Rowan’s entire body went rigid and he looked like he had been physically slapped across the face.

"Yes," Alpha Corvin continued calmly like this was totally normal and reasonable. "I cannot trust your safety being alone in your room after what happened tonight. So you will stay in my room tonight where I can protect you properly. That is final and not up for discussion."

I stood there frozen, unable to form words, very aware that I still smelled like his sons.