TRINITYThe night stretched on endlessly, its silence oppressive. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as the shadows of the room twisted and shifted with the faint flicker of moonlight filtering through the curtains. My hand gripped the hilt of the dagger tucked beneath my pillow, the cool metal a small comfort against the tension in my chest.I tried to convince myself that the palace was secure, that my cousins wouldn’t dare to approach me now with the Alpha triplet’s wrath hanging over their heads. But the lingering fear refused to be silenced. My mind conjured up the worst possibilities, each one more vivid and terrifying than the last.The Silvershade sisters were never ones to accept defeat. They would go to any length to get what they want. But would it mean murdering their own blood?They never really did like me anyway.And now that they have the Luna on their side, I just know how I would have to be sleeping with both of my eyes open from now on.To think that I felt so hap
XERXES The night was still and peaceful, the soft babble of the creek the only sound as I watched Trinity sleep. The moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting a silvery glow over her face. Her features were delicate, relaxed in sleep, a stark contrast to the guarded expression she wore during the day. She looked... serene, almost otherworldly, as though the chaos of her world couldn’t touch her in this moment.So this is what she looked like when she wasn't looking over her shoulder. I felt this strange sensation at the thought.Could it be guilt? I don't know. What I do know is that I should be able to protect her. She should feel safe here with me, not constantly threatened.I leaned back on my elbows, studying her. There was something about her that was quietly captivating—like a puzzle I didn’t quite know how to solve. She wasn’t what I had expected from the woman I thought would be my mate, and certainly not what I had wanted at first. But now... now I wasn’t so sure
TRINITYThe sunlight filtering through the curtains woke me gently, but as my eyes fluttered open, a wave of confusion rolled over me. I was back in my room, tucked into my bed. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep by the creek, Xerxes by my side. Had he carried me back?I sat up slowly, my mind clouded with questions. The quiet of the palace felt heavy, almost foreboding. Pushing the thoughts aside, I got out of bed, dressed, and wandered into the halls.The corridors stretched before me, silent and empty, until I heard voices coming from the throne room. Curious, I followed the sound. The door was slightly ajar, and when I peeked in, I saw Xerxes, Nasir, and Liam standing in a tight circle, deep in conversation.I hesitated. Their conversation came to a halt and their eyes fell on me. It felt like I was intruding on something important. “Pardon me, I didn't mean to intrude,” I murmured, turning to leave.“Wait. Actually, we’ve been waiting for you,” Nasir called out, stop
TRINITYThe training room stretched wide before me, its walls lined with racks of weapons ranging from gleaming swords to well-worn staves. The faint scent of sweat and steel lingered in the air, and the floor bore the scuffs and marks of countless sparring sessions. Standing at the center with a staff clutched tightly in my hands, I felt a bead of sweat roll down my back as the triplets circled me like predators sizing up their prey.“Loosen your grip,” Liam instructed, stepping forward. His voice was calm and encouraging, but his stance was firm. “If you hold it too tight, your movements will be stiff, and you’ll tire out quickly.”I glanced down at my hands, my fingers wrapped tightly around the smooth wood. Slowly, I adjusted my grip, loosening it as he’d said. When I looked back up, he nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips.“Better. Now, let’s see if you can block.”Before I could prepare, Liam lunged forward, his movements fluid and precise. My heart raced as I instinctively
NASIRThe air felt heavier as my brothers and I walked toward our mother’s chambers. Each step echoed in the silent hallway, a reminder of the weight of the responsibilities we carried. Liam glanced at me, his brows furrowed with unease. Xerxes strode ahead, his usual confident stride stiff with tension. We all knew this wasn’t going to be a conversation—it was going to be a command.This was The Luna Mira we are talking about here. She never asks, always orders and commands.When Xerxes pushed open the ornate doors, we were met with our mother’s piercing gaze. She sat behind her massive oak desk, her regal demeanor as commanding as ever. Her fragrance infiltrated my nostrils the second we stepped into the room. It was a sweet mix of lavender and vanilla.Scrolls and parchments littered the surface of her desk, each likely detailing some diplomatic affair or pack tradition. She was always fascinated with those.“Ah, you’re here,” she said, setting down a quill. Her voice was cool and
TRINITYThe morning air was crisp, carrying a light chill that made me pull my sweater tighter around me as I stood on the front steps of the palace. A sleek black car, not sure what brand it is But it does look quite expensive. It idled on the circular driveway below, its engine humming softly. I watched as the guards loaded the triplets bags into the trunk, my heart sinking with each passing second.The sun was just beginning to rise, bathing the palace grounds in soft golden light, but it did little to chase away the sense of dread that clung to me. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to find some semblance of comfort, but the growing distance between me and the triplets felt unbearable.Xerxes, Nasir, and Liam moved with the kind of efficiency I’d come to expect from them, but even they seemed slower than usual, as if they were reluctant to leave. Xerxes caught my eye first, his sharp features softened by an expression I couldn’t quite place. He gave me a small nod, and I no
LIAMThe grandeur of the Northern Kingdom’s palace was undeniable. The towering arches, shimmering chandeliers, and opulent tapestries whispered of a wealth and history that rivaled even our own. We arrived to the sound of ceremonial drums and the welcoming smiles of the northern alphas, their warriors flanking the long hall in stoic formation.It was all very formal, too formal for my liking, but I played my part. As one of the three alphas of the Crimson Moon Pack, it was my duty to present strength and unity, even if my thoughts were elsewhere.“Welcome, Alpha Xerxes, Alpha Nasir, Alpha Liam,” the host said, bowing low. His voice carried the weight of respect and expectation.Xerxes, as always, took the lead, speaking in the deep, commanding tone that seemed to silence every room he entered. Nasir and I stood just behind him, nodding at the appropriate times, though my mind drifted to the one person who wasn’t here.Trinity.She should’ve been here. Not just because she belonged by
TRINITY The warm, buttery aroma of freshly baked bread filled the kitchen as I stood beside Lily, who was patiently showing me how to perfect a new recipe. Her instructions were clear, her movements practiced, and for the first time in what felt like ages, I found myself smiling at something so simple. My hands were covered in flour, and I had managed to get some on my cheek without realizing it.Lily chuckled, brushing her own hands on her apron. “You’re a natural, Trinity. Just a little more kneading, and you’ve got it.”“I don’t know about nature,” I replied, laughing softly. “But this is fun. I didn’t think baking could be so relaxing.”“It’s therapeutic,” she said with a wink. “And it’s good to know how to feed people. You never know when you might need to charm someone with a home-cooked meal.”Before I could respond, the kitchen door swung open, and in walked Xander.I stiffened immediately.“Smells good in here,” he said casually, his hands stuffed into his pockets. His sharp
TRINITYThe warm glow of candlelight flickered in my room, casting dancing shadows against the stone walls. I sat up in bed, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the faint bruises on my arms from last night’s attack. The weight of exhaustion sat heavy on my shoulders, but sleep refused to come.Liam, Nasir, and Xerxes stared at me, their expressions tense with… was that concern?It couldn't be.Why would they be concerned about me? They were supposed to be ignorant and nonchalant about matters involving me.So… what was this? Why were they even here?Liam was the first to speak. “How are you feeling?” His voice was gentle, but there was an edge of protectiveness beneath it.I exhaled softly. “A lot better,” I admitted. It wasn’t a complete lie—physically, I was healing, but mentally, I felt frayed at the edges.Nasir folded his arms over his chest, his sharp golden eyes locked onto mine. “Tell us everything that happened last night,” he demanded. “Every detail.”I nodded, taking a deep b
TRINITYA dull ache pulsed through my body as Lily carefully dabbed a cool clothes against my forehead. The events of last night played over in my mind like a nightmare on repeat—cornered by rogues, the fear gripping my heart, the sheer power of Alpha Nader as he tore through them like they were nothing. I had nearly died again. I hated how familiar that feeling was becoming.Alpha Nader stood near the window, his arms crossed, his sharp eyes watching me with a mixture of concern and something else I couldn’t quite place. Perhaps disappointment? I wasn’t sure.“You’re lucky I was nearby,” he finally spoke, his voice calm yet carrying the unmistakable weight of authority.I swallowed, not knowing what to say. Lucky? Maybe. But it didn’t feel that way.A knock at the door pulled my attention away from him, and I turned just as the door creaked open. My breath hitched when I saw the person standing there.“Aunt Lila?” I whispered in disbelief.The last time I had seen my aunt was a month
XERXES The sun bore down on the sprawling green golf course, but I barely felt its warmth. My hands gripped the golf club tightly as I prepared to take my swing. Around me, the other alphas laughed and joked, their carefree attitudes grating on my nerves. I forced myself to stay composed, but something gnawed at me—a nagging feeling I couldn’t shake. Something was wrong.Last night, sleep had evaded me entirely. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her—Trinity. Alone, vulnerable, surrounded by threats I couldn’t protect her from. Even with the guards stationed around her, I felt restless, helpless. So, I did what I had to: I sent two of my best men back to the palace to get word from her. I needed to know she was safe.But now, standing here amidst laughter and meaningless chatter, the silence in my mind was deafening.“Your turn, Xerxes!” one of the alphas called, snapping me back to reality.I sighed, adjusted my stance, and swung. The ball sailed through the air, landing near the ho
TRINITYThe cool evening air nipped at my skin as I stepped out of the stables, saying a quick goodbye to Xander. Despite his earlier antics, I couldn’t help but feel lighter after our time together. For once, my mind had been free of fear and worry—if only for a little while.But my brief reprieve didn’t last long.As I walked back toward the palace, lost in thought, I nearly collided with someone coming around the corner. When I looked up, I was met with Luna Mira’s cold, piercing gaze.“Oh, it’s you,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain.I stiffened, taking a step back. “Excuse me, Luna Mira,” I said politely, attempting to move out of her way.She didn’t budge. Instead, she crossed her arms and stared me down, her expression twisted in something that could only be described as contempt.“You should watch where you’re going,” she snapped. “Though, I suppose someone like you is always in the way, aren’t they?”My stomach churned at her words, but I kept my expression neutral.
TRINITYThe cool evening air nipped at my skin as I stepped out of the stables, saying a quick goodbye to Xander. Despite his earlier antics, I couldn’t help but feel lighter after our time together. For once, my mind had been free of fear and worry—if only for a little while.But my brief reprieve didn’t last long.As I walked back toward the palace, lost in thought, I nearly collided with someone coming around the corner. When I looked up, I was met with Luna Mira’s cold, piercing gaze.“Oh, it’s you,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain.I stiffened, taking a step back. “Excuse me, Luna Mira,” I said politely, attempting to move out of her way.She didn’t budge. Instead, she crossed her arms and stared me down, her expression twisted in something that could only be described as contempt.“You should watch where you’re going,” she snapped. “Though, I suppose someone like you is always in the way, aren’t they?”My stomach churned at her words, but I kept my expression neutral.
TRINITY The warm, buttery aroma of freshly baked bread filled the kitchen as I stood beside Lily, who was patiently showing me how to perfect a new recipe. Her instructions were clear, her movements practiced, and for the first time in what felt like ages, I found myself smiling at something so simple. My hands were covered in flour, and I had managed to get some on my cheek without realizing it.Lily chuckled, brushing her own hands on her apron. “You’re a natural, Trinity. Just a little more kneading, and you’ve got it.”“I don’t know about nature,” I replied, laughing softly. “But this is fun. I didn’t think baking could be so relaxing.”“It’s therapeutic,” she said with a wink. “And it’s good to know how to feed people. You never know when you might need to charm someone with a home-cooked meal.”Before I could respond, the kitchen door swung open, and in walked Xander.I stiffened immediately.“Smells good in here,” he said casually, his hands stuffed into his pockets. His sharp
LIAMThe grandeur of the Northern Kingdom’s palace was undeniable. The towering arches, shimmering chandeliers, and opulent tapestries whispered of a wealth and history that rivaled even our own. We arrived to the sound of ceremonial drums and the welcoming smiles of the northern alphas, their warriors flanking the long hall in stoic formation.It was all very formal, too formal for my liking, but I played my part. As one of the three alphas of the Crimson Moon Pack, it was my duty to present strength and unity, even if my thoughts were elsewhere.“Welcome, Alpha Xerxes, Alpha Nasir, Alpha Liam,” the host said, bowing low. His voice carried the weight of respect and expectation.Xerxes, as always, took the lead, speaking in the deep, commanding tone that seemed to silence every room he entered. Nasir and I stood just behind him, nodding at the appropriate times, though my mind drifted to the one person who wasn’t here.Trinity.She should’ve been here. Not just because she belonged by
TRINITYThe morning air was crisp, carrying a light chill that made me pull my sweater tighter around me as I stood on the front steps of the palace. A sleek black car, not sure what brand it is But it does look quite expensive. It idled on the circular driveway below, its engine humming softly. I watched as the guards loaded the triplets bags into the trunk, my heart sinking with each passing second.The sun was just beginning to rise, bathing the palace grounds in soft golden light, but it did little to chase away the sense of dread that clung to me. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to find some semblance of comfort, but the growing distance between me and the triplets felt unbearable.Xerxes, Nasir, and Liam moved with the kind of efficiency I’d come to expect from them, but even they seemed slower than usual, as if they were reluctant to leave. Xerxes caught my eye first, his sharp features softened by an expression I couldn’t quite place. He gave me a small nod, and I no
NASIRThe air felt heavier as my brothers and I walked toward our mother’s chambers. Each step echoed in the silent hallway, a reminder of the weight of the responsibilities we carried. Liam glanced at me, his brows furrowed with unease. Xerxes strode ahead, his usual confident stride stiff with tension. We all knew this wasn’t going to be a conversation—it was going to be a command.This was The Luna Mira we are talking about here. She never asks, always orders and commands.When Xerxes pushed open the ornate doors, we were met with our mother’s piercing gaze. She sat behind her massive oak desk, her regal demeanor as commanding as ever. Her fragrance infiltrated my nostrils the second we stepped into the room. It was a sweet mix of lavender and vanilla.Scrolls and parchments littered the surface of her desk, each likely detailing some diplomatic affair or pack tradition. She was always fascinated with those.“Ah, you’re here,” she said, setting down a quill. Her voice was cool and