LOGINBorn as an omega, Aisla never expected to draw the attention of one Alpha, let alone three. The triplet heirs of Silvercrest Pack are powerful, dangerous, and bound by a prophecy that ties their fate to hers. But when the Moon Goddess marks Aisla as the mate of all three brothers, the pack is thrown into chaos. Love turns to rivalry, loyalty clashes with desire, and the ancient laws demand a sacrifice. Between passion, power, and destiny, Aisla must decide whether to follow her heart or fulfil the prophecy that could destroy them all.
View MoreKieran's POVThe night was too quiet for war.I lay awake in the barracks as the echoes of her kiss still burned against my lips. Aisla's smell clung to me. It was a mix of smoke, wildflowers and power. The bond hummed steady in my chest, no longer a storm, no longer tearing me apart. For the first time in weeks, it was calm.But the calm frightened me even more than the chaos.I turned to my side and stared at the roof with my fists clenched in the covers. Her power had steadied because of what happened between us. Because of that fragile moment where I had let myself forget the war and the pack and Father.And now I couldn't stop thinking about it. Was I a strength for her or a weakness waiting to be cut down? I found myself in the council chamber at dawn. The air smelled of smoke and wax, and maps were laid on the table with their corners pinned with daggers. The elders muttered in clusters, their robes stiff and their mouths sharper than their claws.Father sat at the head of it
Aisla's POVThe courtyard smelled of sweat, iron, and unease.I stood at its centre, Mora's sharp eyes on me, the pack circling like wary wolves unsure if I was prey or predator. The younger warriors whispered my name like a prayer. The older ones watched in silence, jaws clenched, suspicion coiled tight in their gazes."Again," Mora barked.I raised my hand, fingers trembling, and summoned the shield. Silver light shimmered into a dome around me. My heart hammered in rhythm with the chant running in my head, every word Mora had drilled into me etched into bone.Three warriors charged. Their claws scraped against the dome, sparks flying. The shield held for a breath. Then one wolf slammed harder, and cracks raced across the surface like lightning splitting stone.I gasped, sweat dripping down my back."Don't let it break!" Mora snapped. "You are Moonblood! You hold, or you fall!"The words struck like claws. My jaw locked, and I forced the shield back into place, pouring every thread
Thorne's POVThey whispered her name like a prayer.I heard it before I saw her. The courtyard was thick with torch smoke, wolves packed shoulder to shoulder, eyes raised high. Moonblood. Aisla. Luna. The words rolled against stone walls like waves, growing louder with every heartbeat.And I, Alpha of this pack, sat on the hall's high steps, jaw clenched tightly from pain.She had returned.She had dared to return.When the warriors limped through the gates, her shadow behind them, the pack bowed their heads as if the Goddess herself walked among them. My wolves, my wolves, lowered their eyes not to me, but her.My wolf howled, but I kept it hidden. Not yet.I rose slowly, squared my shoulders, and stepped forward. My voice cut through the whispers, sharp as a whip."You see her here," I said. "Do you think this is a chance? Do you think the Moonblood wanders at random?"The crowd went silent."This," I thundered, "was my command. My plan. Did you think your Alpha was blind to his pa
Mora's POVThe girl was pacing again. I sat on the bench in the heart of the grove and watched her. Her bare feet stomped the ground, and her hair was tangled from restless nights. She wore the bond like a cloak…warm, intoxicating, and dangerous.The triplets had touched her, giving her strength without even realising it. Now that power seethed beneath her skin, simmering like a storm. But storms were wild, and wild things could destroy just as easily as they saved."You're restless," I said quietly. My voice didn't rise, but she looked at me.The firelight sharpened her face, revealing a change I hadn't seen before. She was different every day."I can't stay here, Mora," she said with urgency. "They need me. The warriors, the pack, the bond…" She stopped, pressing her lips tight like she feared the words."The bond," I repeated softly. "I feel it weighing on you."Her hands clenched. "It's stronger when I'm with them. When I let it happen. With Lucien, Caelan, and even Kieran. It fee












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