Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon

The world flashed purple, as visions danced across my mind, visions I wasn't quick enough to capture fully, just glimpses here and there, nothing I could make out or understand. Frustrated, I tried to scream but felt my voice cut off. Panic exploded in my chest as I tried to "I agree." Sage's final words before everything went dark and the demonic realm, the black fluff, the handsome faces of the men I loved and the world around me ebbed away.

fight Sage's hold. It felt like I was suffocating, drowning in the magic Astaroth was weaving through me.

"I love you, angel! Only you." My Knox.

I love you Charlotte, never forget that." My Kane.

The final words echoed through my mind as sleep took hold and peace finally settled in my core.

I woke up in my room in the Luna suite, the dim glow of the clock catching my eye: 9 PM. The silence around me felt thick and unsettling like a great evil had been in here. Sitting up quickly, I scanned the room expecting to see something hiding in the shadows. "Nothing." I rasped, laying back down, my hand resting on the pillow to my right, the other on the left. Suddenly, I realised I was alone, Knox and Kane were nowhere to be seen, and the last vivid memory I had was of the intense, passionate love we shared that afternoon. The thought alone made my cheeks burn and my thighs press together involuntarily as heat spread through me.

Still wrapped in the lingering passion of those memories, I pushed myself out of bed. The room felt too empty without them, and a part of me couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Determined to find them, I slipped on my robe and quietly opened the door. Just as I stepped into the hallway, I collided with Chase, his blonde hair and blue eyes, seeming off too. His smile was sheepish, almost as if he'd been waiting for me.

"Hey, Queenie. Fancy a bite to eat?" he asked, his tone a little too casual.

"I need to find Knox and Kane," I replied, brushing past him. But Chase gently grabbed my arm, steering me back towards the stairs.

"They're busy," he declared, his eyes not quite meeting mine. "Come on, you should eat something." His insistence was uncharacteristic, and I could feel the lie lurking beneath his words. My eyes narrowed as I studied his face. "What's going on, Chase? You're hiding something." He let out a sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly.

"It's nothing, really. Just... come down to the kitchen. Please?" I hesitated. Every instinct screamed. at me to push past him and find my mates, but the earnest worry in his eyes gave me pause. Reluctantly, I followed him down the stairs, my

mind racing with possibilities.

The kitchen was brightly lit, a stark contrast to the growing unease inside me. Chase busied himself with preparing some food, avoiding my gaze. I crossed my arms, leaning against the counter, waiting for him to crack.

"Chase, just tell me what's going on,"

I urged, my voice softer this time. He

glanced at me, a mix of guilt and concern on his face. I may be new to this sibling thing, but I knew my brother well enough to know he was trying to keep me distracted.

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"Queenie, I swear they're okay. They just needed to take care of something important. They didn't want to wake you." He persisted. "Important? Like what?" I demanded, frustration seeping into my tone. "We are mates, we do things together." I added with a growl.

"I can't say. They asked me to keep

you here until they get back." He sighed again, setting down the knife he was using to chop vegetables My heart pounded in my chest This secrecy was unlike Knox and Kane, and it only fueled my anxiety.

"I need to know, Chase. I can't just sit here and wait." Before he could respond, the sound of the front door opening echoed through the house. We both turned, and my heart leaped with a mixture of relief and apprehension.