Alvaro POV

She's dying in my arms. Not literally, but close enough. Her body is burning up, shaking so violently I can feel it through my shirt. The scent of her heat is driving my wolf insane, clawing at my insides, demanding I do something, fix this, claim what's mine.

But she doesn't want to be claimed. She made that clear to us.

"We need to move her," Luciano says, his voice tight. He's standing by the window, deliberately not looking at us. Smart. One wrong move and we'll all lose control.

"Where?" Javier eyes are pure gold now, his wolf too close to the surface. "Where the hell can we take her that's safe?"

"The cabin." I shift Amaya in my arms, trying to ignore how perfectly she fits against my chest. "It's private. Warded. No one can get in so easily and that is the safest place for her, at least for now.."

She makes a small sound against my neck, half whimper, half purr. Then her lips press against my throat, hot and soft, and my entire body goes rigid.

"Alvaro," she breathes, and I nearly drop her.

"Don't," I grit out, forcing myself to move toward the door. "Don't talk. Don't, just don't."

But she's not listening. Her fingers are tangled in my shirt, her face buried in the crook of my neck, breathing me in like I'm oxygen and she's drowning..

We make it three steps into the hallway before I smell them, other males. At least a dozen, drawn by her heat like moths to a flame. They round the corner ahead of us. Eyes glowing. Postures aggressive.

"That's the new girl," one of them says, nostrils flaring. "She's in heat. Unmated."

"Back off," Javier snarls, stepping in front of me. His body is already shifting, claws extending, canines lengthening. "She's ours and ours alone. We don't share."

"You haven't marked her yet." Another male steps forward, older, probably a senior. "That means she's fair game for everyone here."

Fair game. Like she's prey. Like she's something to be hunted. The rage that explodes through me is unlike anything I've ever felt. My wolf surges forward and I let him, still holding Amaya against my chest with one arm while my other hand extends, claws ripping through skin.

"Touch her and I'll rip your throat out and make you watch."

My voice isn't human anymore. It's all wolf, all alpha, all murderous intent. The males hesitate. They can feel my power, we're Alpha Heirs for a reason. Our bloodlines are ancient, our wolves stronger than most.

But her scent is strong too. Intoxicating. They're weighing their options, deciding if claiming her is worth dying for or not.

Luciano doesn't give them time to choose. He moves like liquid, slamming the first male against the wall hard enough to crack stone. "She Is Ours, touch her and you are no more than dead meat."

That breaks the standoff. Two more lunge forward. Javier meets them mid-charge, all fang and fury.

I can't help. Can't put Amaya down. Can't risk someone grabbing her while I'm distracted. So I run, cradling her against my chest, taking the back stairwell two steps at a time while my brothers handle the fight behind me.

She's kissing my neck again, little desperate sounds escaping her throat that are making it impossible to think straight.

"Stop," I beg, kicking open the exit door. "Amaya, please stop."

"Can't," she whimpers. "Hurts. Everything hurts."

The cabin is across the courtyard, tucked into the tree line where the school grounds end and wild forest begins. It's ours, a sanctuary we claimed years ago when the dorms became too suffocating, too full of politics and posturing.

I cover the distance in seconds, shouldering through the door just as Javier and Luciano catch up. Luciano's knuckles are bloody. Javier has a cut across his cheek that's already healing.

"Lock it," I order, carrying Amaya toward the back bedroom. "Ward it. No one gets in."

The bedroom is dark, cool, the bed bigger than necessary because we're all too large for normal furniture. I lay her down as gently as I can, but she won't let go of my shirt.

"Don't leave," she gasps, pupils blown wide. "Please don't.."

"I have to." I pry her fingers loose, hating myself for it. "You asked us not to claim you. So we won't. But that means we can't stay in here with you, not while you're like this."

"Alvaro.."

I'm out the door before she can finish, closing it between us. My hands are shaking as I turn the lock. Javier and Luciano stand in the main room, both looking as wrecked as I feel.

"This is insane," Javier mutters, running both hands through his hair. "She's our mate and we just locked her in a room alone during her heat."

"She doesn't want us." Luciano voice is flat, but I can hear the pain underneath. "She asked us to reject her."

"She's scared." I lean against the door, trying to slow my racing heart. "Whatever they did to her in that facility, it broke something. She's terrified of being owned, of being used."

"We wouldn't.." Javier starts.

"She doesn't know that." I close my eyes, but that's a mistake because all I can see is her face, her eyes, the way she looked at us like we were the monsters.

Maybe we are..

A sound comes through the door, soft at first. A whimper. Then another. Then a cry that makes my wolf howl in response to the sound,this is really awkward..

"Alvaro," she calls, voice breaking. "Please..."

My hands curl into fists. Every instinct I have is screaming at me to go to her, to comfort her, to give her what her body needs. But she said no.

"We should mark her," Javier says quietly. "It would help. The bond would ease her heat, make it controllable."

"She doesn't want the bond," Luciano counters. "Doing anything now would be going against her wishes. I want her to like us not see us as people who took advantage of her "

"She doesn't want to suffer either." Thorn's eyes are desperate. "Listen to her. She's in fucking pain. Only the Moon knows how many agony she is in."

The cries are getting louder now. Desperate. My chest feels like it's being ripped apart.

"We can't," I force out. "Not without her consent. Not when she's not in her right mind. That would make us no better than the bastards who hurt her."

"So we just let her suffer?" Javier voice rises. "That's our mate in there, Alvaro. Our mate. And she's.."

He cuts off as the crying suddenly stops. The silence is worse than the noise. My heart stops. Literally stops for a beat before slamming back to life double-time.

"Amaya?" I call through the door.

Nothing. Nothing at all.

"Amaya!"

Still nothing. My hand is on the lock before I can think. Javier grabs my arm.

"Don't. She could be sleeping. The suppressant might have.."

"She's not sleeping." I can feel it through the bond, that thin thread connecting us. Something's wrong. "Move aside."

I twist the lock and throw open the door. Immediately a blurry figure tackles me before I can react. One second I'm standing, the next I'm on my back with Amaya straddling my hips. And she is...naked. Completely, devastatingly naked. Her skin glowing with heat, eyes wild and gold, her scent so strong it's choking me.

"Please," she breathes, hands pressed against my chest, trembling. "I can't fight it anymore. I tried. I tried so hard but it hurts and you're right here and I need.."

Her voice breaks. A tear slides down her cheek. She leans down, her hair falling around us like a curtain, blocking out everything else. Her lips hover over mine, so close I can feel her breath, hot and desperate. Our hearts are racing, beating in sync.

"I need you," she whispers. "All of you. Please."

Her mouth brushes mine, the barest touch..

Amaya's POV

My lips crashed against Alvaro first, the alpha heir's mouth claiming mine with a growl that vibrated through my chest. The secret cabin's dim firelight flickered over us, casting shadows on the worn wooden walls and the pile of blankets we'd thrown down in haste. We'd barely spoken since discovering the mate bond hours ago-just stunned stares and this burning pull that made my body ache like fire. As a runaway breeding experiment, I'd known heat before, but this? It was feral, amplified by three alphas, my students turned mates, their scents wrapping around me like chains.

Alvaro's tongue plunged deep, dominating the kiss, his large hands gripping my waist hard enough to bruise. I moaned into him, my pussy already throbbing, slickness soaking my thighs from the bond's relentless surge. He broke away, eyes dark with possession. "You're ours now, Amaya. No running this time."

I spun toward Javier next, a mischievous grin flashing before his lips met mine-eager, teasing, his tongue flicking like he was tasting forbidden fruit. His hands roamed freely, one sliding up my shirt to cup my breast, thumb circling my nipple until it peaked. Enthusiasm poured from him, his body pressing close, cock hard against my hip through his jeans. "Fuck, you kiss like you need this bad," he murmured against my mouth, nipping my lower lip. "Bet that pussy's dripping for us already."

The words ignited me, my core clenching with need. I pulled back, breathless, and turned to Luciano, the shy one hovering at the edge. His inexperienced eyes widened as I grabbed his collar, yanking him in. Our kiss started tentative-his lips soft, hesitant-but the bond surged, and he responded with a quiet whimper, tongue shyly meeting mine. His hands trembled on my arms, but he deepened it, sucking gently on my tongue like he was afraid I'd vanish. "Ma-ma'am... I don't know..." he breathed, face flushing, but his erection strained against me, betraying his hunger.

I jumped between them again, a whirlwind of mouths and hands-Alvaro's commanding pull on my hair to drag me back for another bruising kiss, Javier playful bites along my jaw while he ground against my ass, Luciano soft explorations of my neck, his breath hot and uneven. Emotions tangled in my chest: confusion at how these boys-my fellows students-had become my everything in hours, fear from my past experiments where bodies were tools, and this wild joy at the bond's promise of more than breeding. But talking? Impossible. The heat demanded action, my skin feverish, pussy pulsing with empty need.

Alvaro took charge, his voice a low rumble. "Enough teasing. Strip her. She's burning up for us." Javier laughed, a wicked sound, and tugged my shirt over my head, exposing my breasts-heavy, nipples aching from the bond's fire. Luciano hesitated but followed, his fingers fumbling with my pants, sliding them down with my panties in one go. Naked before them, I shivered, not from cold but the intensity of their gazes devouring me.

They shed their clothes fast-Alvaro muscled chest rippling as he kicked off his jeans, his thick cock springing free, veined and ready; Javier leaner frame, his dick curving up with eager promise; Luciano slimmer build, his length flushed and twitching from nerves. I dropped to my knees on the blankets, the cabin's pine scent mixing with their musky arousal. "Please," I whispered, voice hoarse, the heat making me bold. "I need you inside me. All of you."

Alvaro stepped forward first, fisting his cock at my lips. "Open wide, mate. Suck me, show me how needy the bond's turning you into." I obeyed, mouth stretching around his girth, tongue swirling the salty tip before taking him deep. He groaned, hand in my hair guiding my head, thrusting shallowly. Javier knelt beside me, offering his cock to my hand-I stroked him firmly, feeling him throb, while he reached down to pinch my nipple. "That's it, princess. Jerk me while you choke on my brother's dick. You're gonna milk us dry."

Luciano watched, biting his lip, until I pulled off Alvaro with a pop and turned to him. "Your turn," I said softly, but with the heat's edge. He nodded, inching closer, and I took him in-gentler, sucking with hollowed cheeks, his shy moan music to my ears. "Oh god, this... feels so good," he gasped, hips jerking involuntarily. Alvaro and Javier stripped the rest, their hands everywhere-Alvaro's fingers dipping between my legs, finding my soaked pussy. "Fuck, she's drenched. This cunt's begging for it."

He pushed me back onto the blankets, spreading my thighs wide. Javier and Luciano flanked me, cocks in hand as Alvaro positioned himself, rubbing his tip through my folds. "Gonna fuck you first, claim this tight hole," he growled, slamming in deep with one thrust. I cried out, walls clenching around his thickness, the stretch burning sweet from the bond. He pounded hard, dominant rhythm shaking my body, balls slapping my ass.

Javier leaned in, capturing my mouth in a messy kiss while his hand rubbed my clit in fast circles. "Ride his cock, baby. Show us how bad you want to be bred by your alphas." The word hit hard-echoes of my past-but here, it felt right, the heat twisting pain into pleasure. Luciano, gaining courage, sucked on my breast, tongue laving the nipple as he stroked himself.

Alvaro pulled out abruptly, leaving me whining, and flipped me onto all fours. "Javier, take her mouth. Luciano, her ass-finger it, get her ready." Javier grinned, kneeling before me, feeding his cock past my lips-I sucked greedily, tasting myself on him from earlier teases. Luciano's tentative fingers circled my back entrance, slick with my arousal, pressing one in slowly. "Like this?" he asked, voice shaky, but the intrusion made me moan around Javier, pushing back.

"Deeper, Lucy," Alvaro commanded from behind, his cock nudging my pussy again before thrusting in. The double penetration-his dick filling my cunt, Luciano's finger in my ass-sent sparks exploding. Javier fucked my face, hands in my hair. "Swallow me, Amaya. Gonna cum down your throat while Alvaro breeds that pussy."

Emotions swirled-overwhelm at their dominance, tenderness for Luciano care, thrill from Javier playfulness, Alvaro unyielding control. No words for the bond's magic or my scars; just this raw union. I came hard, pussy spasming around Alvaro, muffled screams on Javier's cock. He followed, hot spurts flooding my mouth-"Swallow every drop, mate"-as I did, greedy for it.

Alvaro kept thrusting through my orgasm, then pulled out, slick cock pressing against my ass. "My turn here." With Luciano finger withdrawn, he eased in slowly, the burn intense but welcome. Javier slid beneath me, guiding my pussy onto his dick in one smooth motion. Filled in both holes, I gasped, the fullness overwhelming. Luciano knelt close, and I reached for his cock, stroking him as he watched, eyes wide.

They moved in tandem-Alvaro's deep ass thrusts, Javier upward pussy pounds-dirty talk raining down. "Feel that? Two cocks stretching you wide," Alvaro grunted. "Our little teacher's turning into a perfect fucktoy." Javier chuckled, hips snapping. "Gonna fill you up. Make you ours forever."

Luciano's shyness cracked; he leaned in, kissing me softly amid the chaos, his cock twitching in my hand. "I... I want to cum with you," he whispered. The bond pulled him closer, and he positioned at my breasts, rubbing his tip against my skin until he spilled, ropes of cum painting my chest.

The sight pushed me over again, walls milking Javier and Alvaro. They roared, Alvaro flooding my ass, Javier my pussy-hot, claiming seed that quenched the heat just enough. We collapsed in a tangle, bodies slick, breaths ragged. The cabin spun with complicated afterglow: mates, but strangers still. Yet the bond whispered promises, even without words.