Uncles
Midnight’s POV Everyone gathered at the dinner table except Rebecca and the triplets. ‘You have five minutes or I’m bringing you here in whatever state you’re in. Wrap it up!’ I tell my boys over mindlink. ‘And close your family link for Goddess sake. We can all hear you!’ “I swear we are a family of freaking nymphos,” I grumble as I sit down. “You four are just as bad,” my mother tells me. “I know, but at least I made it to dinner on time,” I say. A portal opens in the doorway of the dining room and Freddie and Greyson step through. “Where is your brother?” I ask. “Becca is trying to eat him,” Freddie says. Elijah steps through carrying Rebbeca bridal style. Rebecca has her hand in Eli’s hair and she is kissing and biting his mating mark. “Sorry mom,” he says. “She’s insatiable
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