Mated To The Four Alpha Brothers, Fated To One

OPHELIA

On the day of my sister's funeral, I wasn't allowed to attend.

Father had returned home, his eyes sunken with sadness. "You should have died, not her," he had said to me, his words stabbed like a knife in my chest.

He walked past me where I stood quietly and Mother appeared after. Her eyes shot red when she looked at me.

"Mother," I called softly while she stared at me with contempt and hate.

Mother had never looked at me that way before. She marched over to me in one long stride, and a stinging pain shot through my face to all over my body.

I broke down in tears, searching her face for mercy.

"Don't you ever..." She pointed her index finger at me, her face burning with anger.

"Call me, Mother!" she yelled.

She threw a venomous look at me, "Witch!" she cursed and walked away.

I was left alone and tears streamed down my face. I was just a little girl who wanted to make her baby sister happy.

Eleven years ago, my baby sister, Freya, and I had gone into the forbidden forest. We were only six and five.

Freya had begged me to take her over there so we could just peek. She was the golden child and I was always proud to be her sister.

I was found unconscious by the riverbank in the forbidden forest. Freya was gone, nowhere to be found and everyone said I killed her.

For months, I’d gone to the lair of the forest, screaming her name, but she never came back.

Once the beta's daughter, I was demoted to an omega, working as a slave to everyone, and even the slaves themselves, yet I took in everything that came my way.

That was until Freya appeared suddenly in front of the pack's doorstep ten years later.

I couldn't believe my ears when the news reached me.

I barged into the court chambers past the guards. Father, Mother, the Alpha’s sons, the elders—they were all present and they glared with scorn.

I looked forward, and my attention caught the delicate backfigure in front of me.

Could she be the one?

Her long pearly white hair flowed to her waist. When she turned…

I froze.

It was truly her! Her face was carved deep into my heart— I could never forget.

She had grown even more beautiful over the years. Her sky-blue eyes sparked as she turned to me fully. "Sister," she smiled, and tears sprang to my eyes.

There she was... my baby sister was back.

"Freya!" I choked, and she spread her arms out to me. My legs began to move one step at a time then two then fast. I ran over to her, covering the distance between us.

She engulfed me in her embrace and I hugged her tight. "It's you... It's really you," I cried.

It was a miracle.

Freya was... alive and well!

She had been missing for ten good years and not dead?

I was glad.

I was left in my omega position even after the return of my sister and was hardly noticed. Father and Mother still didn't allow me to come back to stay with them and told me I was better off in the servant's quarters.

My sister? 

She had changed quite a lot. It was my fault she was that way in the first place.

Who knew the hardships she had gone through since then? I don't blame her. Being lost and all alone would have taken a huge toll on her, and she never failed to rant about it.

It was breakfast, and I served Alpha Slade and his sons—the quadruplets; Thane, Asher, Kael, and Caleb. They were known as the Quad Claw of the Shadow Moon pack, feared and respected by all members of the pack.

They were handsome, cold-hearted and ruthless, nearly identical except for their eye colors which tells them apart.

My parents and Freya were also present, and they were all seated around the huge glass dining table except me who was three feet away watching them.

Since the arrival of my dear sister, the quadruplets had been all over her. Each brother fought and competed against the other to win the heart of my dearest sister.

While I?

Sometimes I envied her, she always had the best life even before she had gone missing. I've only always longed for a wish that could only come true in my dreams.

I was hoping that at least I would have my mate who would save me from this hellhole I've been attached to, but someone as unwanted as me could only have an omega for a mate and give birth to an omega.

My eyes met with Mother, and she scoffed, giving me a demeaning look. I sighed inwardly, wondering what I could do to make her open her heart back to me and look at me once more with the same loving eyes she shared with my sister.

A small smile appeared on my lips, staring at them even though I was forbidden from joining them at the table, I was happy,

Father's eyes sparked with warmth, and Mother had started to look healthy.

"I'm sure Freya would make a fine Luna for one of your sons, Alpha Slade," Father chuckled as he cut the steak on his plate carefully.

"Or you mean all four of them," Alpha Slade joked, a smirk appearing on his old face, and Mother smiled to herself while briefly looking at Freya with pride in her eyes.

A pang of pain and aching sorrow crossed my chest as I watched them.

It was no news that Freya had been groomed to be the future Luna of one of the Alpha's sons the moment she was born. It was the reason why everyone had hated my guts the moment she couldn't be found.

It was hard to believe their precious jewel was gone.

"Ouch!" We heard a loud yelp and my heart skipped a beat.

The cry came from my sister, and everyone had shot their eyes worriedly at her.

"Why is the tea so hot!?" She complained bitterly. I rushed over to her side, and so did Mother.

I had made sure the water was warm before preparing the tea.

"Are you alright?" Caleb, the fourth of the quadruplets, asked, his brows furrowed, looking at her.

"I almost burned my lips, but thankfully I was cautious before drinking it," she sulked.

Asher sprang up from his seat, he was the second of the quadruplets, his handsome countenance hardened as his dark eyes stared at me with contempt.

"Did you do this on purpose, Ophelia?" he glared dangerously at me, and my eyes widened in shock.

What?

"No! I-I…” I tried to explain, sounding confused, glancing at everyone while they scowled at me.

"You witch!" Mother spat at me with horrified eyes.

"Are you trying to kill your sister again after the moon goddess was kind enough to bring her back to us?" she screamed.

I shook my head, my eyes welling up.

I would never hurt Freya.

"No!" I gasped.

"Then explain this!" Mother grabbed the cup Freya had set beside her plate, and splashed it on me.

I screamed at the contact of the liquid on my skin.

It was so hot, and it burned me, but how? Before I could process what was going on, mother moved close to me, grabbing my hair tightly against her fist causing me to wince, and my eyes glistened with tears.

"Now, explain that."

*

I buried my face deep into the pillow, sobbing as my heart ached with an unbearable pain that coursed through my nervous system.

How could Mother be this cruel? Even to her own daughter?

I wondered if I was her ever child at all.

After crying my heart out for endless hours like it wasn't going to end, I rose from the bed.

I sniffed, using the back of my hand to wipe away my tears, they were useless anyway. No one could ever see the pain I'd endured all these years.

I walked over to the small mirror hanging on the wall of the small cubicle room I had turned into my safest harbor over the past ten years. I inspected the scalded burns on the side of my face down to my chest area. 

It stings and hurts so much, but not nearly as to what I was feeling in my wounded heart.

My eyes brimmed with tears again. I hadn't gotten my wolf since I was yet to turn eighteen, but I should in a few months' time, so, until then, I would have to carry these burns about.

But my question remained unanswered...how was that tea so hot? I was sure the water was warm before preparing the tea.

I was baffled.

Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door and I waddled over. I opened the door and saw a fellow maid standing in front of me.

"Yes?" My voice came out barely in a whisper as I stared at her. Her eyes fell on the burns on my skin and her eyes twitched with pity, but she masked it away, immediately replacing it with a neutral expression.

It's been announced that anyone who showed even the slightest bit of care to me would be severely punished. 

And no one wanted to get on the bad side of the Alpha or Mother, especially.

"Lady Freya requests your presence in her room," she informed, and my face twisted into a frown.

Ever since the return of my sister, she had turned me into her personal maid and I did it wholeheartedly just so she could forgive me but calling me after my mother had splashed hot tea on me was uncalled for.

"Why?" My voice sounded harsh.

"I don't know. You will find out once you reach there," she worded and turned around abruptly.

I watched her retreat, and I clutched my fingers tightly against the side of my worn-out uniform.

My eyes became teary, and I threw my head back, batting my lashes vividly to hold the tears in place.

"This will be over soon once I have my mate," I muttered to myself.

I inhaled sharply.

I just need to stay calm as I used to.

I closed the door behind me and proceeded to go see Freya, wondering why she had called me.

Something about her was different. Definitely not the sister I remembered.

I halted in front of the door leading into Freya’s room and took a deep breath, and just as I was about to knock on the door. I heard loud moans coming from inside.

I bit my lip and knocked, despite the dread in my chest.

"Come in," her sultry voice came through after seconds, and I braced myself for whatever I was going to see inside.

I turned the door knob, opened the door, and walked in.

A speechless gasp escaped from my mouth as I stared at the unseemly scene right ahead of me.

There lay my sister on the master-sized bed in her room, with two of the quadruplets with her; Asher and Kael.

OPHELIA

Freya droned in a silky red lingerie gown which had rolled up to her waist as Asher had his face stuck between her milky legs, and Kael’s mouth covered her exposed nipple as he s*ck*d her breast.

Asher’s head moved between her thighs. "You taste so good, Freya," he rasped out.

Freya gasped loudly, her eyes rolling back in sheer bliss while she placed a hand at the back of his head, steadying his pace just the way she liked it. 

Kael, on the other hand, nibbled and s*ck*d on her nipple, his left hand kneading the other.

When did the sweet little girl I'd known turn to this?

Had she called me here just to witness this? To show me how much she's desired by the quadruplets we used to play with?

I was the closest to Thane and Kael while she preferred being with Asher and Caleb. The quadruplets cherished her for her sweetness, but a part of me sank when I saw Kael’s gaze locked only on her.

My eyes drifted to