Zoe’s POV

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed with six pairs of hands crossed over each other and spread out on the bed, and their heads immersed in them, surrounding my sleeping figure.

The thunderous snores coming from my powerful Alpha mates was not hard to miss and I chuckled at the site in front of me.

It seemed as if six mummies of the Tomb Raider were sleeping like babies with drool in their mouths.

The bandaged Alphas had more white plasters around them than ...