My Four Shifter Mates Will Do Anything to Be My Primary

I was about to tell my tiger shifter mate I could see again—then I heard his brother offer to replace him. "She's blind. She won't know the difference." But I knew. The man pretending to be my mate was taller, broader, and dangerously attractive. So I played along—made him wash my feet, paint my nails, and hold me through the night. He thought he was fooling me. I was breaking him. Then the rabbit shifter next door showed up in heat and begged me to bond with him. I kissed him. That's when the t