ALESSIA

“Have you lost your mind? I’m a doctor. My duty is to save lives—I can’t abandon that,” I snapped.

Strangely, I felt more like myself in their presence. I wasn’t shrinking back or staying quiet—I was speaking out my emotions.

“We are also lives you would be saving, doctor,” Asher added calmly.

Silence filled the room as I tried to think. Arguing wouldn’t help. I needed a way out of this without losing my life.

“Just one month, Alessia. If you can cure us, we won’t cross your path again,” Azriel said, his voice calm, almost convincing.

One month…

It didn’t sound long. I just had to treat them. But what if it didn’t work?

My gaze snapped to him. “And what if you’re still not cured after that?”

He chuckled softly. “As long as you do your job properly, doctor, we’ll all be fine. Right, brothers?”

They all nodded with faint, mocking smiles.

Cunning monsters.

Not like I have a choice. If agreeing meant I could walk out of here alive, then so be it.

“Fine.”

I turned to leave, but Axel exhaled and snapped his fingers. The door opened, and a man in a black suit walked in, holding a file.

He was slimmer than the others outside and less intimidating; I don't think he's a bodyguard.

He bowed slightly to them and handed the file to me.

My brows furrowed. “What is this?”

“A contract, beauty,” Axel replied. “This is our lawyer, Lucas. If you breach it before the one month is over… you lose everything. Including your life.”

My heart slammed against my chest.

A contract?

Had they planned this all along?

“You can refuse,” Asher added lightly. “You just have to send your final message to your loved ones…"

My eyes shut briefly, frustration and helplessness sweeping over me.

What kind of cruel fate is this?

One month. Just one month.

Without thinking twice, I grabbed the file and signed it. I walked up to the door and opened it without looking at them.

“See you soon, doctor,” Asher called behind me.

I walked into my office and collapsed into my chair, a loud groan escaping my lips as frustration clawed at my chest.

Why is my life like this?

I lost my mother at birth. My father died on my wedding day. My mate is unbearable. And now… I’m tied to those monsters.

My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I picked it up.

“Thank you so much, Alessia! They’re all satisfied with your treatment,” Mr. Blackwell said cheerfully.

Before I could respond, the call ended.

I stared at the screen.

Perfect. Just perfect.

Everything seems to be against me today.

****

The day went on as usual, just my mind racing because of my decision and the disgust of going home, considering what Liam said about using my mouth to please him instead, and I’m sure if I don’t, he might strip me naked and hit me with his belt again.

It took me almost a month to get rid of the scars he inflicted on me, and I don’t want any more.

I stared at my phone—it was already 6:00pm; my shift was over.

Almost immediately, Liam’s call came in.

My heart dropped as I quickly picked it up, rising to my feet and grabbing my handbag.

“Where the fuck are you, fool?” he yelled.

“Liam, I’m on my way. I’ll be home soon, please,” I pleaded, my voice breaking.

He hung up immediately.

This won’t end well.

I quickly rushed to my car and drove home, each street making my heart beat faster in fear.

Liam and I grew up together. My father was his father’s beta, so he always treated me like a younger sister.

Then three years ago, on my nineteenth birthday, I got my wolf—and Liam turned out to be my fated mate.

Both our fathers were happy and arranged our wedding for the next month.

But that same wedding night, we got the news—they were involved in an accident… and died.

Since my father was the one driving, sometimes I feel Liam has been cold toward me because he might blame my father for his loss.

He has never said it out loud…

But I feel it through his attitude after that day.

I arrived home and rushed upstairs. The maids were whispering, their faces filled with arrogant irritation as they saw me.

I ignored them and hurried to the room. Without hesitation, I pushed the door open.

Only to see another maid on her knees in front of Liam giving him a blowjob.

My body froze. It wasn’t even jealousy… It was the fact that I had rushed all the way here, to the point my heels were bleeding, only for him to already be busy.

I swallowed hard and stepped forward, stopping in front of him. He raised his head to look at me while holding the maid's head in place as he thrust into her mouth.

“Alessia, this is how it’s done. Seems like I’ll have to teach you too,” he mocked, a cruel smirk spreading across his lips.

I sighed, showing no emotion to his attitude or words. I was already used to it.

“Since you’re busy, Liam, I’ll excuse you.”

He scoffed. “Alessia, go to the bathroom and take your bath. You stink like a pig. When you’re done, come back. She’ll be giving you some lessons today. I’ll make sure you come tonight."

My hands tightened around my suit pants. I hated how powerless I always felt in front of him. I couldn’t even argue.

Sometimes I feel like he’s using his Alpha authority on me… or maybe it’s just the guilt over what my father did to his.

I stood in the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror while their moaning sounds from the room continued.

I really am pathetic. Watching my mate with another woman… And now she’s going to “teach” me how to pleasure him.

“Alessia, we should run away,” Mira, my wolf, said softly. She had been hurting just as much as I had and had grown weaker.

A bitter laugh escaped me. "I'm useless, Mira, and powerless. No one is coming to save us."

Just then, my phone rang. From an unknown number.

I frowned and picked up.

“Hey, little doctor.” Axel’s voice broke out.

My breath hitched. How did they even get my number?

“You don’t need to worry. The old man gave it to us,” Asher added, like he could hear my thoughts.

“It’s time for our treatment, doctor,” Azriel cut in lazily.

I let out a dry chuckle, shaking my head. They’ve lost it.

“It’s 7pm. I’m at home. This wasn’t part of it.”

“Little doctor… you didn’t read the contract, did you?” Axel asked.

And just like that, realization hit me.

Damn it.

I should have gone through it carefully.

Why am I so careless?

“Listen, I’m married. I have to take care of my husband,” I said, keeping my voice low.

A thick silence followed. Then Azriel spoke, his voice sharp and cold.

“Alessia… you don’t know us well. If you keep us waiting, we’ll come to your pack. Your home. We’ll take you ourselves… and if necessary, we’ll wipe out everyone there.”

My entire body stiffened.

He wasn’t exaggerating. They could actually do it.

I’ve heard what they’re capable of.

It’s better I go to them… than let them destroy my pack. I can't let my pack suffer because of me.

That’s my duty as Luna.

I closed my eyes briefly, taking a deep breath.

“Fine. I’ll come.”

ALESSIA

I quickly freshened up and changed into a simple blue flared gown and rushed out. Liam and the maid were totally naked, his cock still buried inside her, their breaths rough as they had reached their climax.

I grabbed my handbag from the nightstand, ignoring them, and reached for the door.

"Who gave you permission to leave, ugly duckling?" Liam snapped, and I shut my eyes in anger.

Ugly duckling?

I had been called beautiful—back in high school, even in university. Liam knew that. But now… he makes me feel like nothing, like trash, no matter what I wear.

My hand tightened around the doorknob. I took a deep breath before slowly turning back to face him.

He was on his feet now, his cock stretching out, still glistening from her release.

“A patient is in critical condition,” I stammered.

“They can die for all I care,” he snapped coldly. “Your duty is to satisfy me, Alessia—and you will do it now.”

A quiet scoff escaped my lips.

The irony was almost laughable.

He’s shameless. A womanizer. Someone who could take his pleasure from anyone—even a maid—yet he stood there, speaking of duty and satisfaction as if I owed him something sacred.

“Liam, don’t talk about my patients like that. You can insult me, but I won’t stand here and let you wish death on them,” I shot back, my voice trembling.

What the heck just happened? Did I just argue with Liam?

That was strange. Is he going to hit me now?

He scoffed, his brow twisting in anger. “I dare you to leave this house, Alessia. You will taste my wrath.”

My chest tightened.

I’ve tasted Liam’s wrath many times… and it’s terrifying.

But if I was meant to die, I would rather face it in his hands than at the mercy of those ruthless monsters.

“I’m sorry, Liam. I can’t,” I blurted out.

Before he could react, I turned and ran out.

“Alessia! Alessia, I won’t spare you!” his voice roared behind me.

But my legs were already moving too fast as I got into the car and drove off.

Shadowmoon Pack to Bloodnight Pack is an hour’s drive. I just have to make it in time.

Finish whatever treatment… and come back home.

It shouldn’t take long, as long as they cooperate. I’ll ask when it started and how much progress has been made so far and prescribe a few medications. That’s all.

My phone buzzed. A message from the number popped up. I reached for it, one hand on the wheel, and read:

"Little bunny, you don't need to go to the pack house. Come to X Hotel instead, room 350. Kade is dying to see you."

Damn it. A hotel? Is this some kind of joke? How am I supposed to treat them in a hotel room? I slammed my hand on the wheel, frustration burning through me.

When I arrived, a hotel staff member approached me.

"Alessia Costa, right?"

I nodded, and she handed me a key card for the room.

I stepped into the lift, my heart beating fast with uneasiness.

I’m a married woman from another pack, walking into a hotel room of three ruthless men in the entire werewolf realm… What would people say?

I scanned the card and pushed the door open.

The place was dim, lit with a soft blue glow. It was empty—but their scents filled the air, clean and intoxicating.

I swallowed hard and closed the door, taking a shaky step forward.

“Welcome, doctor,” Axel’s voice came from behind me.

My breath hitched, and I quickly spun around. He leaned on the wall beside the door; I didn't even notice him.

He stepped forward; he was shirtless, hands tucked into his pockets, his dark brown hair messy, making him look dangerously attractive.

I swallowed hard.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I came here to treat them… not to admire him.

I quickly cleared my throat, my eyes avoiding him completely.

“Where are the others?” I asked, keeping my voice firm and professional.

He chuckled.

"Come," he said, leading the way into the living room.

The room was completely silent.

I stood in the middle of three ruthless, handsome men, their gazes locked on me as they sat on separate single sofas. Asher and Azriel wore black pajamas, while Axel was still shirtless.

My heart was drumming so loudly I could almost hear it. I needed to do something—something that wouldn’t let them sense my fear.

I quickly cleared my throat.

“This is day one of your treatment, and you all need to cooperate.”

They chuckled but nodded mockingly, like I had just said something funny.

Asher suddenly burst into laughter. “Woah, woah, doctor. We’re not students. You don’t need to lecture us—just start the treatment.”

My chest tightened in frustration, but I took a deep breath.

“Alpha Asher—”

“No… no. Just Asher. I prefer that from a cutie like you,” he cut in smoothly.

A groan of irritation escaped me. These men were almost Liam’s age and yet acted like children.

“Hey doctor, are you planning to sleep over tonight? You’re taking your time,” Azriel added. “If I remember correctly, the drive to Shadowmoon Pack takes about an hour or two. What’s the time again?”

“10 PM,” Axel added.

Azriel snapped his fingers in mock agreement. “It’s 10pm. And you said you have a husband… does he know where you are?”

“He must be some kind of weakling in bed. That’s why she isn’t missing him,” Axel added.

“Enough of you all!” I snapped, my voice shaking with suppressed anger. “You promised not to interrupt. Do you think I’m a joke? I drove all the way here to treat you, and you’re making jokes while I’m trying to do my work!” Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes.

They all exhaled.

“No one should dare make a noise. Just let her do her work,” Azriel said calmly.

I took a deep breath. I refused to let them see how weak I was.

I pulled out my jotter from my handbag and settled myself on the ottoman table in their center.

“Since when did this start?”

“Fifteen years ago,” they answered in unison, like it had been rehearsed.

I frowned slightly. Fifteen years ago… strange.

“Have you tried any methods to stimulate your sexual urge?”

They all nodded together. Good. At least they were cooperating now.

“So tell me,” I said, writing on the jotter, “what exactly have you tried?"

ALESSIA

They all sighed in exhaustion, shaking their heads together.

“A lot, doctor. We’ve tried a lot, and it’s exhausting,” Axel said, still rubbing his forehead like he was genuinely tired.

My brow furrowed. Why is he being dramatic now?

I turned to Asher. “Please, explain properly.”

He straightened slightly.

“We’ve tried porn videos online like doctors suggest. We’ve tried live porn. We’ve tried getting blowjobs. We’ve tried normal sex with different women—but we still don’t get turned on. It’s just… blank. That’s all.”

I exhaled and wrote it down quickly. Strange. Men like them unable to feel sexual arousal… it didn’t make sense.

“And did you do it together? Like a foursome?” I asked, my heart raced even as I tried to stay professional.

You are a doctor, Alessia. You’ve seen worse than this. Just not from men like this.

“Of course,” Axel replied casually. “We do everything together. It’s more fun that way.” He tilted his head. “Have you tried it too, doctor—a foursome?”

My body stiffened as a jolt of electricity ran through me. I shot him a cold stare. He raised his hands in surrender, and I rolled my eyes.

Gosh. Why would he joke like that right now?

“Since doing it together didn’t help, why not try alone without your brothers? Maybe that will work,” I said.

My chest tightened as I stared at them in anticipation, hoping that would make a hell of sense to them.

“Wow, Doctor, you might be right. We should give that a consideration. Brothers, what do you think?” Azriel asked. They both hesitated, weighing his words before nodding.

I exhaled slowly. Thank goodness I could leave now. I got to my feet.

“What if it didn’t work, Doctor?” Axel

Cut in immediately.

I shut my eyes in frustration and turned to face him. “Of course it would. I’m a professional doctor; I know it would.”

Asher sighed tiredly, shaking his head. “Kade just said it won’t work.”

“I’m the doctor, not Kade,” I snapped before I could stop myself. Azriel let out a soft chuckle.

Gosh, Kade… Kade... is he the only wolf? Mira doesn’t even interrupt—she only speaks when she’s needed.

“Doctor Kade is hurt,” Asher winked.

The irony of this—he makes jokes but ends up making life miserable for anyone who crosses his path, and you’d think he’s harmless when he’s joking.

“That’s it for today. And I’ll make it clear—if you need my treatment, you come to the hospital,” I snapped, picking up my handbag.

“No, Doctor. You will come to us—that’s why you’re exclusive. It seems you haven’t gotten any emails yet; you won’t be working at the hospital for a month. You’ll be coming tomorrow, also… here,” Axel cut in sharply.

My entire body froze. Wait… did they have to go so far as to sack me? I took a deep breath, reminding myself it’s just a month. Everything would be over.

“I’m actually married. I can’t manage coming here every day,” I said.

All of them went still, and Axel sighed and stood to his feet. I watched him as he walked to a wine shelf, picked up three empty glasses and a half bottle of whiskey, and placed them on the table.

A thick silence settled between us. No one was paying attention to me anymore. I watched Axel distribute the glasses, pouring them their drinks, my chest racing as I hoped for an answer.

“Or maybe I should come by day instead of at night,” I added.

I felt so stuck in everything. Why were they acting like I was suddenly not here?

“Doctor, you can come in the day, but you will be here before 8 a.m. and leave by 6 p.m. Or come by 8 p.m. but leave by 10 p.m.,” Asher shrugged.

What a damn offer. No—what was I even supposed to do in a full day with them? And I refuse to come at night. I'm a married woman… and also a Luna.

They all sipped their wine with practiced ease, their faces dark and serious. I couldn’t believe these were the same men who were joking earlier. Are they also suffering from bipolar?

“Make a damn choice already, Doctor, so you can leave,” Axel’s voice came out cold and hoarse.

My chest tightened with a strange feeling. The way he said “so you could leave” made me feel like they didn’t want me anymore.

I must be stupid to think that; I don't care how they see me. “Fine, I will come during the day.”

“Now use the door,” Axel added.

I furrowed my brows, my grip tightening around my handbag. I felt like a woman used and dumped right now.

I spun around and left.

“Kade said goodnight,” Asher said from behind.

“To hell with Kade,” I muttered and walked out of the hotel room.

I should be happy I was finally going home, but somehow their presence felt more comforting than my home.

I glanced at the time. It was some minutes to 11 p.m. I just needed to drive home before midnight—the pack entrance gate usually closed at 12. I wondered why Liam made such a law.

****

I arrived at the gate some minutes before 12 a.m., and thank goodness it was still open. I drove in and headed to the pack house and made my way inside.

My brow furrowed. Everywhere was dark and quiet. Maybe everyone was asleep. I used my phone flashlight and made my way upstairs.

I clicked open the bedroom door and froze. Liam was lying naked on the bed with three maids lying beside him, naked too.

This is too much… so much. Would Liam ever grow past this?

Before I could stop myself, warm tears slipped down my cheeks. I quickly wiped them away. I had promised myself two years ago never to cry about Liam.

I took a deep breath and headed toward the wardrobe, picking up a blanket and changing into my nightwear. I clicked open the door to leave the room.

“Welcome to hell, Alessia,” Liam’s voice came out.

And my entire body froze. Damn it, not now.