The Alpha's Secret Quadruplets
SEN
re known to love each other and are unable to li
me, I ran hopelessly. I was sprinting down the pat
f and be a good mother, all the while keeping Cai
do I get help, and who should I ask? The pain in
oaked my clothes. I sought cover under an old building structure, but she was unable to fall asleep. My
rats. I was looking for food in a garbage when I f
with a twinkle in her eyes, ye
ook dangerous, I had lost all faith in peo
ng to eat. You shouldn't be searchi
usted her. She treated me with so much respect and I got to know that C
or right away after noticing that my tumm
pregnant, I had no idea how ma
I fell back i
d I was to have four lovely babies at o
nor thing. I was afraid, though, and I couldn't hide it. I was afraid of how I woul
ne Kamara, you have m
Catherine took me into her home. At the same restaurant where she worked, she got me a job. I was eager to start
served those memories in my heart so I would never forget my past
ince I buried the past in
dangerously close to failing; for a while, I lost all desire to live. My wolf slept until I could no longer sense it. I stopped eating and sleepi
reason live a
running around my bed in a frenzy the moment I had opened my eyes.
r brothers?" The kid grinned and seemed proud o
," he said and growled playfully.
hing. It was obvious that the quads
r not, I didn't feel ready for it. Disregarding such notion, I thought about getting up to seperate the kids and they
ten minut
ine's devotion to the kids when she had taken on the
to the door, messing everywhere up. I finally made it to the door
riving me crazy," I said, feeling down beca
l be in order w
the toys that were strewn al
ary, Cat," I told her. "The
k it, Kamara. You know i enjo
like they did every time Catherine arrived,
ing the night here won't
hat question is getting annoying, Kamara. You can
herine was spending the night with the kids, but I felt uneasy about som
g her the impression that she couldn't care for t
hem all be
ed me tightly. He always felt responsible and protective o
and not remember Caiden. His father'
d, "You're my Alpha, and because you're stron
aughed at
e to go to work. The kids always carried the werewolf myth
legends, so that they wouldn't have a hard time grasping t
they have been shouting and running about the house all day. When she got them in bed, she tried to relax. She was sitting in an armchair, a book in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other, whe
helpless and refused to open the door. She heard footsteps fade away after a while, and then the knocking stopped. After he