Blue
“Mate!” Both huge men yell in unison the moment they’re through the door.
“Oh, you have got to be kidding me!”
Why the fuc.k are they yelling mate at me?
I am not their mate; there’s no such thing as three-way destined mates!
I take a step back when they take one forward. “Do not come any closer.”
I can tell the dark-haired one is the Alpha from the silver eyes of his Wolf flashing at me. The one next to him must be his mate. It’s easy to see from the fact they’re holding hands.
They are the total opposite of each other. Alpha man is tall; I’d say six-four, dark, handsome beyond words. His mate is blond, not quite as tall, maybe six-two, and he’s not as built but just as gorgeous.
‘They’re our mates!’
‘Get a grip, Annie! They are mates; they can’t be mine.’
‘Oh, but they are
