My Alpha Mates And Me

Unwanted By My Mates

He stepped back and blinked rapidly as he was trying to process everything. His behavior alone confirmed that he felt the mate bond as well and Blair wasn't wrong at all. I lowered my head and avoided his eyes, still covering my body with my hands because they refused to hand me my shirt back.

"Tristan, give her shirt back," he ordered in a flat tone.

Tristan did so with no hesitation and the moment that I grabbed it from him with force, I bolted off to my bathroom with my hands on my chest, breathing heavily.

Everything was happening so fast in one day and it was too much to take in. There had to be a mistake somewhere or a prank, maybe.

"Blair, I don't know if you are sexually frustrated or something, but you can't keep referring to every handsome and hot guy as our mate! It's gettin