Emilia
If someone had told Emilia a week ago that she would be moving into a mansion owned by four Alpha werewolves, she would have laughed in their face.
If they had told her that those same Alphas claimed she was their mate, she would have recommended therapy.
And if they had told her she would actually agree to live with them, she would have called them completely insane.
Yet here she was.
Sitting in the backseat of a luxury SUV while four powerful Alphas escorted her across town like she was some kind of celebrity.
Or prisoner.
She still wasn’t sure which.
The ride was painfully quiet.
Nobody seemed to know what to say.
Or perhaps they were afraid she might jump out of the moving vehicle if they said the wrong thing.
Honestly, that wasn’t impossible.
Emilia stared out the w
