Cursed With Three Mates

Melinda’s POVI have always been a coward. So, when I found out that I had three mates, I ran. Instead of facing the tough situation head on, I closed my eyes like a cat and pretend that the problem didn’t exist. ‘I still don’t think we are doing the right thing, Melinda.’ My wolf grumbled in a small voice. She was still upset with my decision. Her instincts were stronger than mine and being away from our mates was way more difficult for her.I held my head and sighed in frustration. ‘What do you expect me to do then, Corel? You tell me. Which of the triplets should I choose? Which two of the three do you want to see dead?’‘Stop it, Melinda!’ Corel whimpered. ‘Please… I can’t even think about it.’‘I can’t either.’ Tears rolled down my cheeks as the dread of losing my mates gripped my heart. I turned to the window and shielded my face in an attempt to hide my tears from the other passengers. ‘Why did the moon goddess punish us like this, Corel? Why couldn’t she bless us with a sing

Melinda’s POV My phone beeped with several messages the moment I turned it on. They were all from Ariadna; sent at different times. She was my childhood friend who had shifted to L.A. five years ago.At first we stayed in constant contact but eventually had drifted apart. It was sheer luck that I managed to contact her through a common friend.My lips curved into a weak smile reading her messages. She had rented an apartment for me near the university and had also arranged for a part-time job at a café.‘Adriana is a real sweetheart. I can’t wait to meet her,’ Corel’s voice sounded in my head. ‘If only she were a werewolf….’“She is just a human, and you have to remember that. If you try to take over control and do anything funny, I won’t forgive you.” I accidentally spoke out aloud; earning me a few discerning and awkward looks.Flustered, I grabbed my luggage and made my way out of the airport in a hurry. Aish! I was warning Corel, and what did I do? I had to be careful of my actio

KEITH’S POV My feet came to a staggering halt a few yards away from what looked like an old warehouse. My nose twitched as I analysed the distinct scents that hung thick in the air. The strongest was the musty, moist scent that was usually found around ancient structures.Closing my eyes in concentration, I tried to focus on the other milder ones. There were about twenty completely different werewolf scents. This could mean only one thing.The warehouse was a lair for rogues. But why did Melinda come here? Did she seek their help to stay hidden from us?That thought flared my temper. Stupid girl! She should have known better than to trust rogues.A fresh gust of wind brought with it the scent of freesias making my heart skip a beat. She was still here, but the scent was too mild to figure out the exactly where.My gaze swept around the building. The structure seemed pretty elaborate, for it to be a mere warehouse. It

KEITH’S POV “Melinda regained her consciousness. She still seems a bit disturbed, but she did talk to me.” I said to Kain over the call, as I moved along the road in my car.“What about the bruises?”My grip on the steering wheel increased, and I gulped. Biting the inside of my cheek to keep my temper under control, I lied, “They seem to have faded too.”  Kain was the most sensitive amongst us. If he knew Melinda’s actual condition, he wouldn’t be able to think straight and get into trouble.“That is an immense relief. There are no flights for L.A. today, but I will take the first flight tomorrow morning. Clara has given me some effective painkillers and ointments. I am sure they will help.”My jaws clenched as I pursed my lips. Was I some sort of idiot? Consumed by the need for revenge, I didn’t even think about getting medicine for Melinda. My b

CHAPTER 8 MELINDA’S POV I woke up with a start to find myself cocooned in warmth. My lips spread into a smile as I stretched my arms; gasping as my fingers came into contact with something soft.My jaws hung open and my eyes widened in horror when I saw the man who had saved me lying next to me. Massaging my forehead, I tried to recall what had happened. I had gone to the bathroom to take a shower and those memories…I shook my head, stopping my mind from going down that dark hole again. Chewing my lower lip, I looked at the man’s face. He must have carried me to the bed and taken care of me.My heart fluttered as my gaze drifted over his sharp features, landing on his kissable lips. The moment that thought crossed my mind, I jumped to my feet with a mortified gasp. How could I even think like this?He was hot, good looking and had saved my life, but that didn’t change the fact tha