Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 70: A Creak in the Night

*Tristan*

Mark has never been one to have a poker face, and right now it’s obvious he is hiding something. Eli looks like he has just seen a cat bark. I look at both men and wonder what is going on.

“Why are the two of you chasing each other in the hallway?” Reece asks, flying through the door.

“Who is with Rose?” I ask before they can answer.

“Adam and Shelby,” he assures us. “I heard a commotion.”

“I will let Mark here tell us all what he was doing!” Eli announces.

We all dart our eyes toward Mark and wait for him to answer. Mark staggers a bit and still appears to be trying to catch his breath. I wonder if all the basketballs to his head messed up his coordination.

“Nothing happened. Eli, as always, is just making a mountain out of a mole hill,” he finally says.

We all turn to look at Eli whose face is turning red with every word Mark utters.

“Man, are you saying I didn’t just catch you red-handed snuggling with the enemy?”

I frown at this, and again we all turn to Mark. At this rate, I feel like we are all going to end up with rather painful necks.

“You saw what you wanted to see, Eli,” Mark insists.

The back and forth between the two men is becoming rather unflattering suspense.

“Enough with the cliffhangers! Will one of you just tell us what the hell is going on? Why does Eli look like he’s about to puke his guts up everywhere?”

This time Eli turns to face me, and a crease forms in between his eyebrows.

“Puke my guts up? Get out of here! I don’t look that horrible,” Eli argues.

“Do you need a mirror to confirm the comparison? Now, would someone tell us what’s up? Who was snuggling with the enemy? Who is the enemy?”

Mark walks to one of the couches and slumps on it.

“Nobody was snuggling with anyone. In fact, there was no snuggling of any sort. Eli is just exaggerating,” Mark confirms as he wipes his face with one hand.

“Really? Tell them where I found you, Mark. ‘Ohhhh shhpank me, Marky!’ Do those words ring a bell? Or do you still have amnesia?”

I can tell from Reece’s face that this has piqued his interest as it has mine.

“Who were you spanking? We did hear rather loud screams. Tell us, did you beat up that witch, Emily? Oh boy, I wish you would have told us, and we could have all gone and beaten her black and blue.”

“Well, there was some beating all right, but not the kind you or anyone would have wanted to join in,” Mark explains.

“Argh, man. A beating is a beating. I know that I am not one to raise a hand to a woman, but if it's Emily, I can make an exception. Why would you be mad that the murderer got a beating?” I ask.

“Mark was fucking Emily. I am not sure if you would have wanted to join in that,” Eli blurts out.

Eli’s words make me see red, and I don’t hear what anyone else is saying. My mouth feels suddenly dry, and I can feel my face getting hot like someone just left me in a sauna with all the doors closed and air vents sealed.

I stand up, hands clenched and slightly shaking, and walk toward Mark. How dare he fuck the very person who was trying to kill Rose and our children!

“So is that the reason you have been holding back from spending time with Rose? You were acting all high and mighty like everything you did was for Rose’s good, yet it was just because you have been getting your fill elsewhere,” I say as I move closer, wanting to punch the blank stare from his two-timing face.

“But I–” he begins but stops when the door to the room flies open and Rose walks in.

“What’s going on? We heard someone screaming,” she says and looks worried. Shelby is behind her, but I don’t see Adam.

I stop and bring my hand to my sides trying to calm myself. I am not about to let her see me beating the daylight out of one of her baby daddies.

“Nothing, love. We are just discussing a few pack things. Nothing to worry your little pretty head about,” I assure her.

She looks at me, seeming to fish out the lie with her gorgeous gaze.

“Did someone else die?”

Reece shakes his head and steps toward her. “Oh, no. No one is dead… yet.”

Rose blinks at him looking confused. “What do you mean by yet?”

“The screams belonged to your baby daddy Mark and Emily,” Eli bluntly states.

“Why were they screaming? Oh, my. Mark, don’t tell me you beat up Emily. I know what she did was inhumane, but I thought we would let the king decide on her punishment. You didn’t have to take matters into your own hands,” Rose says as she walks over to where I am still standing in front of Mark, trying my best to calm down.

“I wish he had those kinds of moral intentions. He was with her… you know, with her-with her,” Eli clarifies.

Rose looks over at Eli and then at Mark. Her mouth is open, but no words come out. I turn to her, and there is no denying the pain etched on her features. She is begging him to tell her this isn’t true with her eyes.

“Rose, baby, you know I would ne–” Mark tries to speak but Eli cuts him off.

“Oh, yes you would. I saw you.”

Rose looks like she has been slapped in the face, and my anger mounts toward Mark for hurting her emotionally. I want to take her in my arms and kiss away the confusion and pain.

“Shut up, Eli. Did you actually see me touch Emily? Tell them what you really saw,” Mark growls.

“The truth is, yes. I saw you touch her ass,” Eli says.

“I don’t think you can intimidate Eli to support you on this one, mate. He saw you fuck Emily,” Reece adds.

“He didn’t see me do any such thing, and he knows it. All I was doing was playing a role to trick her into confiding her secrets to me,” Mark argues.

Mark is into role-playing now too? This is all unfathomable.

“You couldn’t find a better way of doing that than using your dick?” I interrogate him.

“What are you talking about? I wasn’t using my dick!” Mark defends himself looking like he is about to lose it.

“Don’t tell me. So you conveniently dislodged your dick and went to Emily without it? Man, you really are quite the creative mind,” I say as I feign praise.

“There was no dick usage because I wasn’t fucking Emily. Eli, please tell them the truth about what you witnessed.”

Eli waves a hand as he walks over to sit on one of the chairs. He takes a deep breath and says, “All right, he’s right. I didn’t actually see him fuck her. He was fully clothed and spanking her,” Eli clarifies.

We all sigh with an uneasy kind of relief.

“But wait, why were you spanking her?” I ponder aloud.

“I needed some information from the witch,” Mark admits.

“So you spanked the information out of her?” I ask. Not the worst idea, I thought to myself.

“Yes, Tristan. I basically did just that. I spanked the information out of her,” Mark answers.

“I am glad nothing happened, but I don’t think torturing her was cool,” Rose sighs. She sounds relieved to hear that nothing happened between Mark and Emily. We all know that adults spanking other adults isn’t a torture method, but we all decide not to point that out to Rose.

In fact, I love a good spanking.

“Baby, I would never cheat on you. You do know that, don’t you?” Mark confirms as he stands up and takes Rose’s hands.

“Yeah, I guess.”

“I promise, baby. I was just doing what I thought best at the time,” Mark assures her and kisses her on the forehead.

She smiles and nods.

“Okay. But please, no more torturing anyone. My back hurts, and I think I should go lie down a bit. Now, the four of you play nice,” she says as she smiles at all of us and walks out of the room. She leaves, and Shelby goes with her.

“So what did you find out from Emily through your spanking escapades?” Reece asks.

“Besides the fact that she has some weird fetishes and was hoping I was Tristan?” Mark says.

I glare at him, “What do you mean she hoped you were me?”

“Because she wanted me to bring my toys for us to ‘play’ with before she would tell me anything,” Mark explains.

I feel hot bile rising in my throat.

“If Emily was to ever lay a hand on any of my toys I would burn them. Trust me, there isn’t a strong enough disinfectant to get rid of whatever she would leave on them,” I say, fuming.

Mark looks at his hand and frowns. “Tell me about it. Anyway, I found out what the king wants to do with Rose.”

We all exchange nervous glances before I ask the question we are all waiting to have answered. “And what’s that?”

Mark stares me dead in the eyes and says, “Kill her.”