There shouldn't be anything worse than being an omega. But Naeris's life, is anything but good. After her parents were murdered in front of her and her fated mate rejected her, Naeris believed life as a maid to the same people that destroyed her life should be good enough. But no. When three Alpha Triplets, all prepared for war against her people turn out to be her second chance mates, yeah, life turns beyond upside down. But here's the catch: none of them want to share, and her presence drives a wedge between the brothers. How would Naeris come out of this? Will she find balance? Redemption? A purpose to live and love? Or do dangerous betrayals and unexpected turns take her for a wild ride in her enemy's pack? Take a swipe, and find out.
Lihat lebih banyakNAERIS
“The Vaelen’s are hereby sentenced to death by the gallows for treachery.” I watched from a corner as they dragged my mum and dad, hands bound with chains to the front of the field but there was no sign of remorse in their eyes.
“Any last words?” One of the gamma's voices rang out and I fidgeted as his eyes glued onto me once for longer than usual.
“If we had the opportunity, we would do it again. The King is making a mistake by going against other packs unnecessarily.” My mum yelled and I could feel a lump in my throat as I heard the words protrude out of her mouth.
If only why could be so humble to beg for their life, I might have been able to get on Talon's good side so he could talk to his father.
But there was no remorse. It made me wonder if for some reason, maybe they were right but now wasn't the time to make assumptions.
“Very well then. Proceed.” The gamma ordered and they dragged them up to the podium while his eyes settled on me and I saw whisper into the ears of another warrior with his eyes still fixated on me where I stood in front of the crowd, tears slipping out of my eyes.
“Come with me.” I felt a cold tap on my shoulder and I jerked, swiveling to see the same guard that the gamma had whispered something into his ears.
“Why?” That was the only words that could come out of my mouth as he began binding my hands with chains and dragged me towards my family.
“No! No, I did nothing. My family are already paying for their sins, why do I have to be punished as well?” I screamed, trying to wiggle out of the chains but the more I tried, the more it dug into my skin making the surface red with blotches.
“Vaelen’s are traitors and you are one of them. You should be sentenced.” He whispered into my ears and I kept struggling harder in the chains.
“No! No, you can't do this.” I yelled but it was quite visible that I was overpowered and had absolutely no say.
“Talon. Talon, please.” I yelled to the Alpha's son who was also my mate but his face remained stoic and cold, clearly letting me know that he had no choice in the matter.
I kept struggling, thrashing out and throwing a tantrum as I wiggled against the chains till I was able to slip away and ran in the direction of Talon and his father, the Alpha.
“Please, please you have to spare my life. I didn't do anything wrong. My parents are traitors but you can't judge the sins of the father unto the children.” I begged on my knees, sniffing as tears blurred my vision as I turned to stare at Talon again but this time, he wasn't even looking at me.
His whole attention was on the field in front of me.
“I would never do anything to hurt the royal household, you know that Talon. I'm your mate, you have to believe me.” His father stared at the exchange without a word but I knew he was considering my plea when the guards came to drag me away and he stopped them with a cool finger gesture.
“The blood of the Vaelen's runs through your veins, girl. And it is one flooded with treason.” He pointed out and I sank my head into the floor, tears no longer able to flow out of my eyes.
“Please, please just spare my life. I didn't commit anything and I would never. Talon is my mate and I'm loyal to him. I don't mind working as the palace maid for as long as you wish just to spare my life.” I pleaded.
Somewhere deep inside of my heart, I wished I could plead for the life of my parents the same way I was pleading for my life now but even I knew that was never going to work.
The Alpha had his heart sealed in that direction.
I turned to stare at my mother who looked at me like she was pleading for forgiveness.
Treason against the royal home was on a other level but my parents even led a rebellion and would have helped another pack win against my pack.
They believed the Alpha was no longer ruling well enough and needed to be dethroned and that was their only option.
Talon bent slightly towards his father and whispered something into his ears and I swallowed hard as his father's eyes dilated.
He is my mate and he is speaking on my behalf, I knew it. He acted like he didn't care on the outside but deep down, I knew that all filled in there was warmth and love that he tried hard to bottle up.
“What’s your name, girl?” The Alpha questioned and I answered immediately, almost biting on my tongue.
“Naeris.” He nodded, sitting upright in his chair.
“Very well, then Naeris. You will be spared but must work as a maid in the royal home untill I say otherwise.” Relief flooded my heart as I prostrated one more time in gratityde and flashed Talon a warm smile while mouth a ‘thank you’
“Let the execution continue.” The Alpha announced and I shut my eyes tightly as I heard my mum let out a tiny shrill in death, same as my father and brother.
I gritted my teeth as my eyes were already swollen in tears as I made a silent vow.
My parents were traitors but what if they were right? And if they were right, Talon's father would pay for all of it, I would make sure of that. The rest of the pack including Talon had no say but the Alpha?
He would surely pay for wiping off the entire legacy of my family even though he spared my life. That would be the mistake he made.
Grief flooded me as I opened my eyes to see the guards chopping up their heads to hang on the city wall and I chattered my teeth together to prevent me from screaming.
Breathe Naeris, Breathe. Please, restrain yourself Naeris.
“Talon.” I whispered when I suddenly felt it so hard to breath and felt myself falling. I needed someone to hold me, my visions were blurring and darkness came in flashes.
“Talon.” I was standing close to him so I stretched out my hands to reach out to me but he stepped away suddenly like I was a plague before turning to stare at me.
“Talon, what's wrong?” I tried to put on a smile but his face, it showed in every angle that he was serious.
“I, next in line to be Alpha Talon Voss, rejects you Omega Naeris Vaelen as my fated mate.” My mouth dropped open in shock as the pain suddenly hit me, like my heart was being pulled by strings in different directions.
“Talon.” I coughed out as I placed my hands on my chest, heaving deep breaths in and out but the pain was too overwhelming for me as I fell to my knees.
“You know more than anyone that you are unfit to be my mate, let alone to be my Luna. You're weak and also the daughter of traitors. You should be grateful your life was spared.” I felt tongue tied as I stared at him in shock.
My vision was completely blurred and I could only see him but only hear his words which cut deeper than a knife could ever go.
And then, darkness settled in as I felt myself falling to the ground while my entire body went numb.
Nyxion I still hated how slow my body felt. A week had passed since the council room mess, but the damn poison still had its claws in me. The healers called it “steady recovery.” I called it pathetic. I could walk, talk, even lift my sword for a few minutes before my muscles started trembling like a pup in the snow. Every time I tried to train, my body reminded me it wasn’t mine to command yet. I’d take a few swings, feel the fire in my arms turn to water, and have to stop before my pride cracked in front of whoever was watching. It wasn’t the kind of weakness I was used to. Pain I could handle, fatigue I could push through, but this was slow, stubborn—like it enjoyed mocking me. It made me feel caged inside my own skin. Aerila hadn’t spoken to me much since that day. She hadn’t stormed into my room demanding answers. She hadn’t given me her icy, cutting glares. She just… stayed away. Which should have been a relief. It wasn’t. Not because I missed her—at least, that’s what I
Naeris's POV The moment the council room doors shut behind me, I let out the breath I’d been holding. My palms were still warm from gripping my skirt too tightly, my chest tight from Varek’s smug “good girl,” and Nyxion’s unreadable golden eyes. I kept walking, my boots clicking against the polished stone floor, telling myself I wasn’t running away. I just needed air. “Going somewhere without me?” The voice was lazy, smooth, and already smiling before I even turned my head. Aeron was leaning against the corridor wall, hands shoved in his pockets, as if he’d been waiting there for hours. His dark hair was perfectly messy, the kind of mess that looked like it had been done on purpose. “I thought you were in there,” I said, keeping my voice neutral. “I was,” he said, pushing off the wall and falling into step beside me. “But then I saw you leave, and I thought—why sit in there talking war strategies when I could follow you?” I rolled my eyes. “You’re supposed to be helping them.
Naeris's POV I held her hand midair, forcing my wolf back down with every ounce of restraint I could muster. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, tossing her hand to the side where it belonged. Then I stared her straight in the eye. “I have done nothing to warrant your violence, and I would appreciate it if you stayed within your boundaries, just as I have been.” The room was silent. I could feel all three alpha triplets' eyes on me, and instead of feeling nervous or jittery, I actually felt….excited. No, that was my wolf. She was already going haywire. A fleeting expression passed Aerila’s face. She narrowed her eyes, gritting her teeth loudly. Then, she laughed. It wasn’t a normal laugh. It was the kind that sounded maniacal, like she would let me go now and strangle me in my sleep. Without warning, she pointed a finger at me, her sharp nails catching the light in the room. “You have just begun what you can’t finish, peasant,” she spat. I cocked my head an
Nyxion's POV A week. That’s how long it took to stand without feeling like my legs were made of stone. The poison had left my muscles stiff, my chest sore, but I’d be damned if I stayed in bed another day. I was Alpha, not some fragile old wolf waiting for the end. So yes, I pushed myself out of bed and started my duty before mutiny happened. The council room smelled of parchment, ink, and the faint musk of wolves who’d been in meetings too long. Varek stood near the far table, leaning over the map of Talon’s territory. Aeron was on his right, arms crossed, his jaw locked in that way that told me he was either uninterested in what was going on here, or just tired. Draven, of course, looked the same as always; unreadable yet slightly intrigued. “We’ve discussed this before. I don’t get why we’re still at it. We hit from the middle,” Varek said, tapping a spot on the map with his finger. “It’s their weakest point. The flanks are guarded, but the center—” “—is a chokehold,”
NAERIS I didn’t realize how fast I was walking until I nearly slammed into one of the castle guards turning the corner. “Sorry,” I murmured quickly, ducking my head and picking up my pace. My hands were trembling. My heart hadn’t settled since I left the room. Nyxion. He looked like death had brushed its lips against his mouth and only barely let him go. And yet… he still looked at me like he could burn me alive with just a glance. I needed air. I needed to get far away from whatever I felt brewing in that room. The silence had been unbearable. The way Aerila held him was like she was clinging to the last breath in her lungs. And the way he— I blinked hard. No. I wouldn’t think about the way his eyes had softened when he saw me. That wasn’t mine to hold onto. I shoved open the back doors leading out to the east garden. The moment I stepped out into the evening breeze, my lungs expanded. Flowers I couldn’t name drooped lazily in the dying light, their perfume soft and heady.
Nyxion's POV The room fell heavily silent after she left. Avery, Varek, and Aerila were still in the room, all staring at me with concerned eyes. “I’m alive. You guys can rest easy now,” I muttered. I felt a bit too uncomfortable with how they were paying all their attention to me. Aerila still had her hands wrapped around my head, cradling me like I was an egg about to crack. “We need to find out what this stupid poison is. I can’t lose you, Nyxion,” she whispered brokenly, running her slender fingers through my hair. For a second, I allowed myself to lean into it. For another, I wanted to forget about her. And for the third, I realized I couldn’t, and this was pointless. The hallucinations I had seen were strange, but not abnormal. What I didn’t understand was why they looked similar to Naeris. Or was it my wolf being annoyed that I refused to reach out to her? I couldn’t tell. But the second it seemed like I saw her in the room, I pushed myself to get up. She didn’t acc
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