BOUND BY THE ALPHA TRIPLETS

Aisla’s POVThe glass shattered in my hand.“Oh no, oh no, oh no!” I whispered, staring at the fragments scattered across the marble floor. Red wine spread like blood, dark and glistening under the light.My stomach twisted. The Luna would kill me if she found out. One of these glasses probably cost more than I made cleaning the pack house in a month—maybe even three.I dropped to my knees, picking up the shards with my bare hands. I had to clean it up before anyone saw. Before anyone remembered I existed long enough to punish me.“Stupid Aisla,” I muttered under my breath. “Why can’t you do anything right? Why are you always a mess?”Today was supposed to be special—my eighteenth birthday. But like every other day, I was invisible. No one remembered. No one cared.Upstairs, laughter and music drifted through the walls. The Alpha’s sons—the infamous triplets—were returning after two years of warrior training. The whole pack was celebrating. Everyone except me.A sharp sting burned my

Lucien's POVI punched the wall so hard my knuckles cracked.“What the hell was that?” I snarled, glaring at the kitchen door Kieran had just slammed shut.My wolf was going insane inside my head—pacing, growling, demanding I go back in there. Demanding I find that girl again and never let her go.But I couldn’t. Because what just happened made no sense at all.That smell. That incredible, perfect scent that made my whole body shake with need.And then seeing her face—feeling something snap into place in my chest like a missing puzzle piece finally found.The mate bond.But Kieran had felt it too. I saw his face. I felt his shock through our twin link.How could we both be mated to the same girl? That was impossible. It had never happened in our pack’s history.“Lucien,” Caelan grabbed my arm. “We need to talk about this.”“Talk about what?” I yanked away from him. “Talk about how our lives just got completely screwed up?”My hands were shaking. My wolf was so angry I could barely thi

Aisla’s POVI tripped over a tree root and went flying.My hands scraped against the bark as I caught myself, but I didn’t stop running. I couldn’t stop running.Behind me, I could hear them crashing through the woods — all three of them. The Alpha’s sons were chasing me like I was some kind of criminal.Maybe I was. Maybe wanting something I could never have made me a thief.My lungs burned, but I pushed deeper into the forest. These trees had been my hiding place since I was little — when the other pack kids made fun of me for being weak, when Elaria and her friends called me names, when I needed to cry where no one could see.The trees knew my secrets. They wouldn’t give me away.But my wolf was going crazy inside my head. She wanted to stop running. She wanted to go back to them.To our mates.“No,” I gasped. “They’re not our mates. They can’t be.”But even as I said it, I could still feel the electric shock from when Caelan’s fingers brushed my arm. Still taste the memory of Luci

Elder Mora's POVI dropped the old book so hard it cracked the stone floor.My hands were shaking as I stared at the page I'd been dreading to read for sixty years. The forecast was written in the old language, the words burned into wolf hide with silver ink that glowed in the candlelight.It was real. After all these years of hoping it was just a scary story, it was actually happening."No, no, no," I whispered, my voice booming in my empty house.I had to get back to Alpha Thorne instantly. This was worse than I'd told him. So much worse.I grabbed the book and three others, putting them into my old leather bag. My knees complained as I moved, but I ignored the pain. Age was nothing compared to what was coming.The prophecy was clear now that I could read it correctly. The Luna of Three Souls wasn't just any special wolf.She was the last of the Moonblood race.The bloodline that had been hunted to extinction three hundred years ago because they were too strong. Too dangerous.If Ai

Kieran's POVI hit the punching bag so hard it flew off its chain.The gym was meant to help. Exercise was supposed to clear my head. But nothing worked anymore. Nothing made the pain in my chest go away.It had been three days since Aisla's powers woke. Three days since I'd felt her in my mind, heard her thoughts mixing with mine. Three days since everything I'd planned for my future got destroyed.I was supposed to mate with Elaria. I was supposed to follow tradition. I was supposed to be the Alpha who did what was right for the pack, not what felt good.But my wolf didn't care about custom.My wolf wanted Aisla.Go to her, he growled in my head. She needs us."Shut up," I grumbled, picking up the broken punching bag. "We're not going anywhere."She's in pain. I can feel it.He was right. Through the mate bond, I could feel Aisla's confusion and hurt. She didn't understand why I was avoiding her. Why I wouldn't look at her when we were in the same room.But I couldn't explain it to