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The fates guided us.

It was surreal.

They showed me things I can’t remember.

I felt things that I’ll never forget.

How did he know I’m not Scarlett?

He absolutely knew. He told the others to stop calling me that.

I don’t understand how he could have known.

But he did, and I accepted him as my mate.

In accepting him, I accepted his pack brothers, too.

“I have fated mates,” I murmur out loud, needing to hear it to believe it.

True mates are so rare, but I don’t doubt that these men are mine.

I would have chosen them if we weren’t fated … if I didn’t think they really wanted Scarlett.

I know for sure Gus only has eyes for me, so that’s probably why he was the one who made my perfume come out.

His pack brothers actually think Scarlett’s their mate.

She’s the one they’ve been trying to spend time with.

She’s the one they made that bet with.

“Fated mates, with complications,” I add, a wry smile forming on my lips as I get up from the bed.

Nothing good ever comes easy, and this is the kind of good that most people would pay almost any price to find. I’m so damn close to hitting the relationship jackpot. A pack of gorgeous Alphas want me as their mate. Four sweet, sexy guys want something deep and meaningful with me.

There’s just one problem.

They might be a little bit more into my sister than they’ll ever be into me.

If that’s the string that comes attached to this once in a lifetime deal, I don’t want it.

It doesn’t matter if one of them isn’t into Scarlett.

If the others are, I can’t ever take their marks.

I find the bedroom door, and I step out into the empty hallway.

All the doors are open as I pass, heading toward the staircase.

I can hear the sounds and smells of food being cooked coming from the kitchen. I’m guessing it must be dinner time because it looks a little dark outside when I pass a window.

I think everyone is downstairs. I can hear Rueben rambling away, even if I can’t make out what he’s talking about. Bishop’s short but distinct orders let me know he’s the one doing the cooking, which isn’t that much of a surprise. I don’t hear Scout, but I don’t expect to. He seems kind of quiet.

Gus’s rumbling laughter makes me smile.

It probably shouldn’t.

I need to be a little more careful around all of them.

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