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Starting today, you are no longer allowed to sleep together," Harry declared firmly. The boys' faces grew tense, clearly unhappy with their father's announcement.
"No, it's my turn to sleep with her tonight. This isn't happening," Taehyung retorted angrily. He had won the rock-paper-scissors game fair and square and had been waiting for his turn for a long time.
"Yes. From today, you will all sleep in separate rooms," Harry repeated, matching Taehyung's anger.
"No, she will sleep with us. She will not sleep in a different room," Hoseok said calmly but with a sharp edge to his voice. His eyes were unwavering, his expression both peaceful and intimidating. Every word he spoke was deliberate and resolute.
"You have no choice in the matter, and this is not up for discussion. Everyone will follow the rules," Harry stated firmly.
"Rule number 2: No growling at anyone."
"Rule number 3: No hugging or kissing."
"She is our mate. We can hug her whenever we want," Yoongi protested, clearly irate.
"No, you can't," Harry countered.
"You can't make these kinds of rules. It's not fair," Namjoon argued.
"I am doing this for your safety, and as your father, I have the authority to make these decisions," Harry responded.
"No, there must be another way," Namjoon insisted.
"There is no other way. You are going to listen to me," Harry said firmly.
"The way all of you are behaving, anyone could tell she is your mate without a second thought," Harry added.
"Then you can't hug Mother, and you can't sleep with her," Yoongi shot back defiantly.
"Why not? She is my MATE," he told him, glaring at him.
"She is our MATE!" the seven of them growled at him at the same time.
"No, you can't," Harry growled back at them.
"And what did I say about growling?" Harry added.
"Then you can't kiss Mother," Taehyung told him with a disgusted look.
"Yes, he can't," Jimin voiced out, and his brothers nodded their heads in agreement.
"Mother will sleep with me," Jungkook clapped his hands happily.
"No, she will not," Harry said.
"Yes, she will," Jungkook insisted.
"No," Harry repeated.


Ella's POV:

Y/N and Tae were sitting together when I called her. She showed me her brightest smile that could make anyone feel flattered. We sat in the garden, and her long strands of hair blew in her face. She looked magical, her pink hair shining.
"Do you want me to tie your hair?" Ella asked her, moving her hair strands behind her ears.
"Yes, please," Y/N smiled and turned around to face the garden. Ella called the maids and asked them to bring her a hair comb and pin the outer strands.
"Mother is okay?" Y/N asked Ella suddenly while she was combing her hair.
"Yes, she will be fine. She's a little tired and needs some rest," Ella told her, and Y/N didn't respond.
"Y/N, do you know about bonds and mates?" Ella asked her.
"I know a little bit," she simply answered.