Mated To My Three Lycan Bullies

5

MIA

My cheeks flushed at the mention of begging for their cócks.

“There’s no way I’ll do that. Only in your dreams would you see such a thing. I’ll never beg any of you three rascals!” I retorted.

They closed in, surrounding me with their tall, masculine frames.

“We’ll be patient,” Liam said.

“What’s going on here, boys?” Alpha David appeared by the stairs, seeing his three sons surrounding me, making me flush.

“Nothing, Dad. We’re only trying to get along with our little sis,” Leon spoke first, swiftly hugging me. “Isn’t that right, little sis?” He leaned closer to my left ear and whispered.

My thighs clenched at the intense arousal I felt from Leon's hand on my shoulder. I looked at Alpha David’s face.

I knew this was my chance to tell him the truth. But how could I be the one to say something that might disappoint my mother?

“Yes, Alpha. I’m only giving *them* my warning if they want to be my stepbrothers.”

Alpha David smiled. “Alright, Mia. If you have any trouble, report to me.”

“Okay, Alpha,” I replied, smiling as I pried Leon’s hand away from my neck as soon as his father left us and returned upstairs to my mother.

After Alpha David went to the top floor, I glared at Leon and warned him, “Don’t ever put your hands on me again.”

I stormed back into the kitchen—I couldn’t stand there next to them. My heart raced loudly, and I felt so uncomfortable around them.

“Calm down, Mia,” a feminine voice whispered. I turned around, hoping to see who it was, but there was no one behind me. It was just me in the kitchen.

“Who spoke to me just now?” I asked, my voice trembling.

Leon entered the kitchen, his yellow eyes watching me as he smirked. “It seems like our little sister just found her wolf.”

“Wolf? Get out! I’m not a werewolf,” I shrieked, recalling that my mother had told me I was a werewolf. The thought of transforming into a wolf sent chills down my spine.

“Relax, Mia. I’m sure you’ll be a white wolf, given your fair complexion,” Leon taunted, drawing near to me. But I moved back.

“Tell me my mother was only joking. There’s no such thing as a werewolf, right?” I asked Leon, noticing Luis and Liam standing by the kitchen door.

Luis smirked. “Seems like we need to give her a show. Should I shift?”

“No, Luis,” Liam stopped him, but I looked at all three of them, confused.

My head spun with this new revelation. I still couldn’t believe I was a werewolf. There was so much about myself I didn’t know.

But my mother’s sharp voice cut through the air as she appeared at the kitchen door. “What’s going on here, Mia? Are you alright? I heard your voice from the top floor. What’s going on? Why are you boys in the kitchen with my daughter?” Mom asked, automatically becoming protective as she assumed they might have bullied me.

“Chairwoman, we’re only trying to make your daughter feel comfortable. She screamed just now, and we sensed maybe she had found her wolf,” Leon replied, his deep voice making me uncomfortable as I trembled in my mother’s embrace.

“You three shouldn’t scare my daughter about wolves. Mia doesn’t know much about our kind, and I don’t think she’s found her wolf yet. Are you alright, Mia? Did you hear a voice talking to you?” Mom asked.

I nodded. “Yes, Mom. I did. She told me to relax, and there was no one here with me in the kitchen before Leon came in.”

“Really?” Mom hugged me, making my head spin even more. “Then that means you’ve found your wolf. I’m so happy for you.”

“Mom, am I *really* a werewolf? Tell me you’re joking,” I said, tears welling in my eyes. But my mother shook her head.

“It’s the truth, Mia. You are a werewolf. Most of us here are werewolves. We have different wolves inside us, and once you turn eighteen, you’ll meet your mate—more like your boyfriend, who will marry you.”

My face flushed scarlet as I peered at Leon, Luis, and Liam's faces.

“Chairwoman, can you come and show us to the guest room? Mia is having a hard time, and we need somewhere to relax. Or should we leave?” Leon asked, his eyes watching me curiously as he spoke to my mother.

Mom looked at me. “Mia, do you want them to stay? Or should they leave? They’re your seniors at the academy and can guide you about werewolves and everything you need to know about yourself.”

“Mom, I don’t feel comfortable around them. Since you’re not yet married to their father, it’s best they stay away from me until after the wedding. Then I’ll know they’re my stepbrothers, and they won’t try anything funny with me,” I said carefully, not wanting to state the underlying meaning.

Mom frowned, seemingly understanding my point. She asked me in a stern voice, “Did they try to touch you inappropriately?”

“No, Mom. It’s just that I still find it hard to get along with them. I’ll need time,” I replied quickly to clear any doubt my mother might have about them. I didn’t want to trouble her with what I’d heard Leon and his brothers saying about making me their mate.

Their eyes locked onto me angrily—they didn’t like what I said.

“It’s fine, Ma. We’ll take our leave. You have nothing to worry about. We’ll treat Mia only as our stepsister and not do anything wrong to her. Goodnight,” Leon responded and left the kitchen, followed by his two brothers.

I frowned, but I didn’t know why I felt this deep ache in my heart. I wasn’t happy they’d left my mother’s house.

I could hear the sound of their car starting in the garage as they left.

“Mom, did I do anything wrong to offend them? Why don’t I feel happy that they left our house?” I asked her, tears welling in my eyes.

Mom looked at my face as she still hugged me closely. “It’s fine, Mia. Come to the living room. Let me talk to you about our kind and show you some photos. That will make you feel comfortable. Alright? Come.”

She led me out of the kitchen, guiding me to the living room to have a seat.

“I’ll be back. Let me go and get the photo album and show it to you,” Mom said, her voice calm as she went upstairs to her room.