I was eighteen then, just graduated from college and was looking for some rich, handsome guy to mingle with, someone who would foot my bills. This probably led me to gather the little money I had to attend a luxury dinner party at an exquisite bar with the hope of landing with a wealthy guy. This was the greatest mistake I made. I only landed with an unplanned pregnancy. Right after losing my baby, the only soul I had on earth to comfort me, I realized I'd made a great mistake, worse than engaging in a one-night stand. I was determined to find her as far as she lived on this earth, no matter what it took me. Well, nobody knows but this was my secret reason for enrolling in a Nanny Care Agency. I finally found her, but she was with seven Alphas. She claims they're her Daddies. It hits me deeply to realize that they all have the same scent. My wolf, which has always been calm, immediately leaps up, growling so loud. What's really going on? "Mates! Mates!! Mates!!!" I hear my wolf leap and scream. I need one man, not seven Alphas. Can I handle them?