Mark

It’s my turn to spend the night with Rose, and I can hardly wait. It is a little odd being in this position, sharing my mate with four other men, but now that we have our situation settled, I realize I wouldn’t want it any other way.

I’m carrying flowers as I go into her room. I think she’s probably in bed, resting, after another long day of caring for the babies.

Instead, I find her in the bathtub–naked and bubbly–and I grin at her. 

“Well, hello there, Alpha Mark,” she says from the large tub filled with warm, sudsy water. “Care to join me?”

I lay the flowers...