Mated To My Three Lycan Bullies

Chapter 5

MIA:

My cheeks flushed at the mention of begging for their cọcks. There was no way I would do that.

"Only in your dreams. I will never beg any of you rascals!" I retorted, and they came to meet me, surrounding me with their tall, masculine frames.

"We will be patient, Mia," Liam said.

"What's going on here, boys?" Alpha David appeared by the stairs and saw his three sons surrounding me and making me hot.

"Nothing, Dad. We are only trying to get along with our little sis," Leon spoke first as he swiftly hugged 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, and 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 am only giving them my warning if they want to be my stepbrothers."

Alpha David smiled and said, "Alright, Mia. If you have any trouble, report to me."

"Okay, Alpha." I smiled and pried Leon's hand away from my neck as soon as his father left us and went back upstairs to meet my mother.

After Alpha David went to the top floor, I glared at Leon and warned him with a harsh voice, "Don't ever put your hands on me again."

I stormed back into the kitchen, as I couldn't stand there next to them. My heart was racing loudly, and I was so uncomfortable around them.

"Calm down, Mia," a feminine voice whispered to me, and 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, and Leon entered the kitchen. His yellow eyes watched me as he smirked, "It seems like our little sister just found her wolf."

"What? Wolf? Get out! I am not a werewolf," I shrieked, recalling that my mother had told me I am a werewolf. The thought of me transforming into a white wolf sent chills down my spine.

"Relax. I am sure you will be a white wolf, given that you have a fair complexion," Leon said, taunting me and drawing near to me, but I moved back.

"Tell me my mother was only joking. There's no such thing as werewolves, right?" I asked Leon, seeing Luis and Liam standing by the kitchen door.

Luis smirked and said, "Seems like we need to give her a show. Should I shape-shift?."

"No, don't, Luis," Liam stopped him, but I looked at all three of them confusedly.

My head was spinning with the newfound revelation. I still couldn't believe that I am a werewolf. There were a lot of things about myself that I did not 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 of me as she assumed maybe they had bullied me.

"Chairwoman, we are only trying to make your daughter feel comfortable. She screamed just now, and we sensed maybe she had found her wolf," Leon said, 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 do not think that she has found her wolf yet. Are you alright, Mia? Did you hear any voice talk to you?" Mom asked, and 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," I said, looking at my mother's face and waiting to hear her opinion.

"Really? Then that means you have found your wolf. I am so happy for you," Mom hugged me, making my head spin even more.

"Mom, am I really a werewolf? Tell me you are joking," I said, tears welling up in my eyes, but my mother shook her head.

"It's the truth, Mia. You are a werewolf. Most of us are werewolves here. We have different breeds, and once you turn eighteen years old, you will meet your mate—more like your boyfriend who will marry you," Mom said, and my face flushed scarlet as I peered at triplets' faces.

"Chairwoman, can you come and show us to the guest room? We see that 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 with my mother.

Mom looked at me and asked, "Do you want them to stay, Mia? Or should they leave? They are your seniors at the Academy, and they can guide you about werewolves and all that you need to know about yourself," Mom said, her voice soft, and her hands hugging me close to her chest.

"Mom, I do not feel comfortable around them. Since you are not yet married to their father, it's best they stay away from me until after the wedding. Then I will know they are my stepbrothers, and they will not try anything funny with me," I said cryptically, not wanting to state the underlying meaning.

Mom frowned as if understanding my point, and she asked me with a stern voice, "Did they try to touch you inappropriately?"

"No, Mom. I still find it hard to get along with them. I will need time," I said quickly, to clear off any doubt my mother had about them. I didn't want to trouble her with what I heard Leon and his brothers saying about making me their mate.

Their eyes looked at me angrily, as they didn't like what I said.

"It's fine, Ma. We will take our leave, and you have nothing to worry about. We will treat Mia only as our stepsister and not do anything wrongly to her. Goodnight," Leon 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 that they left my mother's house.

I could hear the sound of their cars starting in the garage as they drove off.

"Mom, did I do anything wrong to offend them? Why do I feel unhappy that they left our house?" I asked my mother, tears welling up in my eyes.

Mom looked at my face as she was still hugging me closely.

"It's fine. 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." Mom led me out of the kitchen, guiding me to the living room to have a seat.

"I will 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.