My Secret, My Bully, My Mates. Series

"We'll talk more about this tomorrow." She turns to run at Sam, I'm sure crying again. This hormone sh*t is no joke.From NôvelDrama.Org.

Before I can even think about her fast retreat, I am scooped up and carried away. Oliver's honey scent doesn't surprise me as I bury my face in his neck to calm my nerves. We obviously need to talk and they aren't going to wait until later and no one will question it after my announcement.

The warmth and humidity of our greenhouse hits me like a warm blanket and I relax immediately. They brought me to my safe space, they know I am afraid to have kids after what happened to my mom. But they want me to spell it out for them. I can feel it. Oliver sits me on the enormous lounge bed we have and they all stand in front of me, waiting.

"I'm going to need you to repeat that little declaration with very clear words, Tiny."

I just smiled at all of them. "I thought I was very clear, Cameron. I. Am. Pregnant. With triplet girls. You guys are in trouble." I let out a giggle as Dakota dropped to his knees in front of me. "Really?" He whispers.

I grab both his cheeks. "Really." I give him a gentle kiss, then he jumps up and spins around.

"I'm going to be a dad! We're going to be dads!" He stops. "I'm going to throw up!" He goes pale and sits next to me then lays in my lap. I giggle again then look at my two serious mates.

"Are you both okay with this?" I'm worried they are more like me and think we are too young for all of this.

"Baby."

"Love." They kneel and say together. Sometimes I think Oliver is more Cam's twin than Kota. "We are worried about you. Are you okay with this? We didn't even talk about it or plan for it. I don't even really know how it happened. You haven't had your heat yet." Cam doesn't usually ramble. It's how I know he's nervous.

"Well, our best guess is that I am

part witch and witches don't have a heat, so I may never have one and can get pregnant at any time. It's the only logical explanation. We're not even sure if the triplets are one from each of you or any other

no

combination. Obviously multiples are a high probability, but..."

"Why does that sound like a challenge?" Kota mumbles from my lap.

We all laugh, but I slap his shoulder. "It's not and it's not a theory to test either." I look at Oliver.

"What?! I didn't say anything." He strokes my cheek.

"You were thinking it." I narrowed my eyes at him daring him to deny it.

"Well, considering your most scary and potentially life threatening pregnancy is happening now, I don't see why we couldn't just see how quickly you're able to get pregnant after you have the girls. You know, once you're healed and we know you're safe. The practice would be fun."

"Ugh, you guys are impossible."

"You know it's three girls?" I nod and Cam puffs out his cheeks and blows air out slowly like he's composing himself. "You're right, we're screwed. When you said it outside my mind literally jumped to Silas, Mack and Milo and how we all were then and as younger teens. I mean, lam going to string up any guy who even turns to listen to them speak and just stands too close." He scrubs his face with both hands.

Dakota sits up abruptly, looking startled. "We are homeschooling them, no boys, no outsiders, nothing. They can't leave our sight until their mates walk in and fight all of us for their attention. And they better wir or the Goddess better have a plan B."

"Oh stop! Do you think for a second any daughter of mine is going to let you lock her up? Have you seen Silas and Mack? Keep in mind they were born to work with and protect our girls. If they are that crazy, ours are going to be worse."

"And they are all going to look like

you." Oliver whispers, leaning his head into my vacated lap. "You are going to have to handcuff me to keep me from gouging eyes out. don't think I am ready for this. The Goddess must hate us. We must have done something terrible in a past life to deserve this torture.”

I giggle again. "Well, they are coming, we really don't have a choice. The biggest things we have to worry about right now is my tiny body growing three of your big ass offspring and surviving the birth of our first born girl. After that everything is cake."