Mated to My Triplet Alpha Brothers

[`~♠CORAL~♠] -Age 17- The cool breeze hits my skin as the evening sky thickens on dark clouds, leaves rustle around us and my hair dances to the conduct. I hold my dress by the hem and wait for the gust to pass.“I–I really like you, Coral… won't you reconsider? I won't do anything to hurt you, I promise.” Jason probes, professing his feelings for me once more.“Jason… I like you too, but… not in that way.” I say, tucking a stray strand of my fiery red hair from my face.Jason wears a crestfallen face that pulls at the guilt at my chest, plaguing me once more. He was a sweet boy and a year older than I am. I wanted to give him a chance but I couldn't. “We're only a year away from getting mated. It's not going to be possible—”I start to tell him but he doesn't listen, cutting me off halfway. “You don't know if that's going to happen!” Jason argues. “And even so, I don't care about that, you're the only one I want right now.”His words made me smile, bringing a certain warmth to my

[~♠CORAL♠~] Soon nightfall came with the passing of the sun as the moon toppled over the reddish-orange hues of the sky and the day became even buzzier. I was overly excited— I was nervous and I was almost about to implode. It’s the night of my birthday and my parents had invited every member of the pack. The celebration is customary since I'm the daughter of the pack leader. Well, former pack leader, since my father, Knox Hendrix, is retired and my eldest brother, Raegan has taken over leadership as the next head. It’s the night I get to discover my other half, my second piece. My mate. So it was an important event and it was going to be grand. My brothers had turned eighteen years ago and the same was done for them, although they hadn’t been able to find their mates, even after taking over the leadership position from father. It’s been sixteen years since turning eighteen and it’s also been five years since their enthronement as pack leaders so I understood the worries of th

[~♠CORAL♠~] I had cried myself to sleep again and when I awoke, wrapped around myself, the sun was already high up in the sky. The blinding rays filled my room and filled my senses with the same heavy sensation I’ve been carrying for a week now, locked in my bedroom.And despite the trials of my parents to reach out to me, I just couldn’t pull myself together to communicate with anyone. My brothers— or should I say, my mates now, didn’t fail to show their turbulence as well. But I’d refused to see them either, ignoring the pounding sensation in my chest that wants me to be nowhere else but in their embrace.My bedroom had become my solace and crying myself to sleep right after pleading to the moon goddess for forgiveness, if I had done anything to dishonor her, had become a routine. But each day, still, I wake up with the same churning feeling in my chest and inkless inscription, that I’m still mated to my brothers.The burning feeling, a raging evidence of the reality of my fate.M

[~♠CORAL♠~] My father’s words has me halting in an instant. The heaviness in his words melded with the rage that kept wafting off him and I felt, deep within me that something wasn’t right. The panicked expression that now splashed across the faces of my brothers didn’t do anything to soothe my racing, worried heart. As a matter of fact, it only made my curious yet worry filled heart plummet in my chest. My breathing is ragged and I wait for my father to respond to me. When he finally turns to look at me, his rage seem to taper down a bit because the fierce silver glow in his eyes reverts back to its ice-blue colour. “Pearl…” He breathes and starts towards me. He catches my face in his hands when he reach me and drawing our foreheads together, he takes in another breathe. “Are you alright? How are you feeling? You’ve been locked up in your room for so long… I was worried.” I smile at my father’s soft gesture, I guess I really did make him worry. Catching his hands with min

[~♠CORAL♠~]A knock came through the door before it was pushed open. Kiara, my best-friend stood at the threshold, a small wooden tray in her hand. “I brought you some sandwich.” She smiles softly at me.“I’m not hungry.” I mutter, leaning deeper against my knee, I draw my blanket tightly over my body.Kiara sighs, stepping into the room. She drops the tray on the bed-side table and takes a spot on the bed, beside me.“Come on Coco, you need to eat. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re making me worried.”“I’m fine.” I whisper, resting my head on my knee. My red hair curtains my face as I tuck myself, wishing the darkness would swallow me whole.“No you’re not, Coco! You’re barely eating. No, scratch that, you’ve not been eating at all! It’s been a week now. You’re not taking care of yourself and that just makes me more miserable as your best friend because I feel like I’m not doing my best to help you.”“I’m not dead yet, am I?” I question, flatly.“You can’t give me that r