Bound By Moonlight to My Mates (by Sofange Daye) novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Charlotte

will break the door

The pounding on the door rattles the thin cabin walls. If we don’t let them in soon, Jake and D down, leaving us exposed. Ronan pushes himself off the cot, his shoulders marred with scratch marks, and his eyes dark. His wolf. Thorne, is right below the surface, growling.

“Stay here,” he growls over his shoulder.

I slide off the cot, tugging his shirt over my head. “Like hell, I am.”

He crosses the floor and yanks the door open, not caring that he is completely naked. Damon stands there with two black eyes, a bloody nose, and his lips curled back in a snarl. Jack hovers behind him, his face is pale, and his lips are pressed together in a thin line. Both of them are breathing hard with wounds covering their bodies.

Ronan plants himself in the doorway, creating a wall of muscle and fury. “You’re not coming in.”

Damon’s gaze flicks over Ronan’s shoulder to me. His eyes scan my body, and his nostrils flare. “You marked her.”

Jake’s jaw grinds together. “And she marked him back.” His voice cracks on the last word.

The three men glare at one another. Their anger fills the small cabin like smoke. Yanking on Ronan’s shoulders, I pull him away from the door. 1 step between them, palms out. “Enough.”

“Move,” Damon snaps at me.

“No” Tala bristles against his command. “I am not going to let you tear each other apart.”

Ronan’s hand brushes my hip, gripping me possessively. “They had their chance. You belong to me now.”

Damon snarls, pushing past me, right into Ronan’s space. “Yours?”

Jake looks like someone has gutted him. His hand reaches for me, but drops shy. “Lotte?”

“I said stop!” I shove at Ronan’s chest, and then Damon’s, forcing space between them. “This, whatever it is,” doesn’t belong to just one of you. We are all bound together as much as you may hate it. We are in this together.”

Ronan’s eyes flicker to me. The burn not with just anger, but with hurt. “They can’t protect you like I can?”

Damion laughs. It is a low and dangerous sound, making me shiver. “And you think you can do better?”

Jake stands beside me, wringing his hands together nervously. His eyes don’t stray from my mark on Ronan’s neck. “I thought I sull had time.”

The cabin feels 100 small, 100 hot. Their scents tangling with mine is making it hard to breathe. The tether that holds us all together is pulled so tight it is constricting my heart. Tala’s pulse beats opposite mine, making stars burst behind my eyelids. The need and defiance of all of us is threatening to drive me mad

Damon and Ronan continue to argue. It has become a pissing match to see who is stronger. Fur is sprouting on their arms, and their fangs are elongating They are moments from shifting. Moments from killing each other.

While they argue, Jake stands silently touching his neck where my mark will que day go. He’s heartbroken. Tala whines in my mind. begging me to make them stop

“Shut up, I scream. I straighten meeting each of their gazes in turn, “I’m not choosing. Not between you. Not now. Not ever, My wolf…“1 draw in a shaky breath. “Tula wants all of you No She needs all of you. I need all of you.”

Silence crashes through the room. Even the wind outside the cabin seems to have stilled.

Ronan steps away from us, running his fingers through his hair. “This isn’t how things are supposed to go.”

I swallow hard, trying to dislodge the rock in my throat. “I can’t be sure,” I begin. “But I think Tala has grown stronger with each rebirth. With that strength and power, she needs to be anchored to her mate, only this time one mate is not enough.”

“The sickness,” Jake whispers. “It won’t stop until we all mark you?”

“Yes… No,” I groan. “I can’t be sure, but I do know that without all of you, her power will rage out of control and I…”

Ronan grunts. “The sickness will take you.”

“I won’t survive,” I whisper.

Jake finally steps fully into the cabin, latching the door behind him. The gravity of the situation finally settling on them all. I shuffle from foot to foot waiting for them to say something, anything.

“What about Theo?” Jake finally asks. “He won’t mark you.”

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