Mated to Four Alphas Chapter 256: Traning base- 16••

Silas’s POV

I crossed one leg over the other and placed both my hands on my thigh, one on top of the other, then looked up.

"Lysander already told you what I was going to say."

Hearing that, he glanced at Lysander, then looked back at .

"So is it really true? You’re our fated mate?" Theron asked.

How would I know if it’s real or not? But as much as we’ve analyzed it, it seems like we are indeed fated mates. Still, we’re not certain yet. First of all, it’s been only a day since

we ca out of the training base. There are still many things we need to check.

That’s why I didn’t answer Theron—I was just looking at him, thinking all this.

"Brother, indeed, he is our mate. And you said your first rut cycle happened when you were with him—then it’s 100% proof he’s our fated mate," Lysander tried to explain.

After that, we all went silent. They both were looking down without saying anything.

That’s when I stood up from the sofa and went directly into the kitchen—because I was hungry.

I saw dinner on the kitchen counter, and it looked like it was for .

It made so happy that I had just woken up and there was dinner ready for . This really is a very good feeling.

But then I thought, is this really for ? What if they also haven’t eaten anything?

But it seed like a portion for just one person. Still, I had to ask.

"Is this food for ?" I asked from the kitchen.

"Yes," Theron replied.

I grabbed the food and put it on a plate—well, sort of onto the plate—and ca out.

After coming out, I placed the food on the table and sat down. When I sat down, I offered them to eat too, but they both refused.

So I started eating, and while doing that, I grabbed the remote and switched on the TV.

I was watching a movie while eating, and they both were watching too—since they didn’t really have a choice.

I hadn’t asked what they wanted to watch, I just played whatever I wanted.

And the food was delicious. In just ten minutes, I finished everything on my plate.

"Shorty, are you done already? You eat like a sparrow."

I smirked, because it’s not that I eat like a sparrow—it’s just that I eat fast. And when we eat fast, others can’t see how much we’ve eaten.

They’ll eventually think we ate so little. But I’m full to my neck—I can’t even move from here. That’s why I didn’t move and kept watching TV.

Just then, Lysander stood up, grabbed the plates in front of , and took them to the kitchen.

He even washed the dishes. He’s such a good boy. And when he ca out of the kitchen after washing everything—

"Thanks, Lysander," I said to him.

"No worries. And from tomorrow, we’ll have to decide everything about our performance, okay?"

"Yeah."

That night, I didn’t fall asleep—because I’d already slept the whole day. So how was I supposed to sleep again at night? Obviously, I didn’t.

The next day, Lysander and I went to Gold Era Entertainnt Company. My mind was full of thoughts when we got there.

I had already t Jeren and told him I was going to terminate the contract with Damon.

And now here I was, coming back to his company again—to practice. I didn’t know what to do anymore.

But then again, they say whatever happens in life happens for a reason. So I shouldn’t pressure my mind too much.

I’ll just terminate the contract with Damon. And this is the last ti I’ll use his company’s practice room. After this week, everything will change.

We both practiced our act—our lines, the dance we were going to do, the clothes we were going to wear.

For five whole days, we practiced without taking a break. Of course, we had to give it our best to win.

There were so many trainees who were nearly perfect. It’s like they were God-gifted—in acting, dancing, facial expressions.

But I didn’t let that scare . I’ll learn. I think they also learned these things—that’s how they reached this level.

I just have to brace myself and give it my whole heart.

Just doing the act and dance wasn’t enough.

We had to show real emotions throughout the performance so our fans could actually feel it—so they could connect with our characters.

Today was the fifth day, the last day of practice. Because after one day, the mont we were all waiting for would finally arrive.

Lysander and I were sitting on the floor after finishing practice when the door to the room opened—and Shine walked in, with Atlas behind him.

"Ohh, Shine and Atlas!"

"Yooo, guys! How’s everything going? Are you two ready for the day after tomorrow or not?" Shine asked.

Shine’s face looked different than usual—he was literally like his na, shining, like sothing good had happened.

"We’re ready. But Shine... you’re dating soone, right? ’Cause the shine on your face is telling that this chicken is no longer single," I asked in a teasing tone.

Shine’s face turned red like a tomato, and he started looking around, clearly trying to avoid my gaze.

I stood up from there and walked over to him, standing right in front of him.

"Your red tomato face is telling everything, Shine. Now tell —who’s the unlucky alpha?"

"Silas, he’s not unlucky!" he replied quickly.

"Ohh? Then what is he? Wait—do I know him, or is he a stranger to ? And where did you et him for the first ti? Who fell first? And who confessed first—you or him? Tell fast!"

He sat down. "Silas, take a break. You’re throwing too many questions at once—and yes, you do know him."

"Wait, I know him? Then... is it Jerry?"

I guessed his na because he was a retired soldier. That’s why.

And if I’m wrong, then who else could it be? What other alpha do I know who’s a soldier? Because I know Shine wouldn’t date any alpha unless they were a soldier.