LOGINZANA’S POV
I should have known they’d set a trap for me.
The moment the guards stepped from the shadows, my heart sank—but my wolf rose.
We fight, she growled. We fight until we fall.
And so I did.
I lunged at the first guard before he could blink. My fists and claws struck his jaw with a loud crack. He went down hard. Another swung at me, but I ducked low, drove my elbow into his gut, and slammed my knee into his face. He dropped too. The third tried to grab me from behind—I turnedm snarled, and headbutted him so hard his nose exploded with blood.
For a moment, I thought—maybe. Maybe I could make it.
But there were too many.
Hands grabbed my arms, my waist, my hair. My legs kicked, teeth snapped, but they kept coming, five, six, ten against one. They pinned me down in no time.
“LET GO!” I roared. “I’ll kill you all!”
They ignored me. they dragged me back inside. My heels scraped over polished stone floors. My body strained against their hold. My chest heaved. I could feel the fury boiling in my veins.
Finally, they shoved me into a room. I stumbled forward, landing hard on the floor. The impact knocked the breath from me, but I lifted my head instantly, refusing to let them see weakness.
And that’s when I saw them. Three figures stood before me.
These guys were tall, broad and muscular. They were dominant wolves in their prime.
I froze. My chest constricted. For some reason, my lungs refused to work.
The guards bowed their heads. .
“Alphas,” one said. “As you predicted, she tried to escape.”
The tallest of the three stepped forward. Their dominant aura was suffocating. It rolled off them in waves, making the hugs room seem too small for me.
I could feel this particular one’s aura spreading through the room like a physical force.
“Leave us,” he commanded. His voice was deep. It sent shivers through me.
The guards obeyed instantly. They stepped back until the door shut.
And then it was just me. And them. I looked up fully—and gasped.
The feeling of a bond slammed into me like lightning. The feeling was hot and raw, spreading through every nerve in my body. My wolf howled so loud in my head it drowned everything else out. It felt like there was lightning in my veins.
My wolf screamed “Mate. Mates”.
My heart stopped. No. Not possible.
Not three.
They were gorgeous. Terrifyingly so.
The tallest – he had broad shoulders, a sharp jaw, hair dark as midnight. His eyes were dark green, burning with dominance. Every inch of him screamed Alpha.
The second was leaner but no less powerful. His muscles were cut. His smirk looked cruel. His hair was a shade lighter. His eyes were silver-blue like ice over steel. He looked dangerous and arrogant.
And the last— he looked slightly younger in appearance, though just as tall. He had softer features, dark tousled hair, and beautiful brown eyes. He carried strength, yes, but also something the others didn’t. He looked…kind.
Three brothers. Three Alphas. These were the Alphas I was sent for. At the sight of them alone, my wolf was clawing at me to submit.
No. No, no, no.
I staggered back, horrified. “This—this isn’t real. It can’t be.”
The first guy’s eyes narrowed. His nose flared as he inhaled. His aura hit me full force. I could feel his dominance rolling in waves. His lips parted in shock. “The bond—”
The second one laughed. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Her?”
The youngest’s brows furrowed. “It’s real. I feel it too.”
“I won’t,” I gasped, shaking my head. “I won’t accept this!”
The second one sneered, stepping closer. “A rogue. Our mate is a filthy, wild rogue? The Moon Goddess must be mocking us.”
Something inside me snapped. I straightened. I lifted my chin high. I could feel my rage burn hotter than the bond.
“Better a wild rogue than a spoiled prince,” I spat. “At least I’ve earned my scars. You’ve done nothing but live in silk and bark orders.”
The room went silent.
The eldest’s jaw tightened. The second’s smirk faltered. Even the youngest blinked.
No one expected me to bite back.
“Careful,” the second one hissed. “You’ll regret speaking to me like that.”
“Try me,” I growled. “I’m not afraid of you.”
I was lying. Every nerve screamed that I should kneel, submit, bare my throat. But I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.
A guard twitched, raising his taser. “Alpha, shall we—?”
“Stop.”
The single word came from the youngest. The guard froze instantly, lowering the weapon.
I pushed myself up from the floor, standing tall even though my knees trembled.
The youngest stepped forward. He smiled at me. the sight of his smile was so beautiful that it melted my heart. He looked at me in a different way from everyone else, like I was someone worth his time. Like I was something more than just a rogue.
“I’m Percy,” he said gently. “This is Ken, our eldest brother. And Darren, our second.”
His voice was different. Not cruel. Not mocking. Almost… kind.
Against my will, my chest loosened. His smile was small, careful, but it disarmed me more than any threat could.
“I’m Zana,” I muttered.
“Nice to meet you, Zana.”
Darren scoffed. “Percy, don’t waste your time. She’s a rogue, not a guest.”
“She’s our mate,” Percy countered.
Ken’s voice cut in. “And yet she’s nothing like what we deserve. A rogue cannot stand at our side.”
I laughed bitterly. “Trust me, I don’t want to.”
Percy glanced between us “We don’t have to decide now. The bond is undeniable—we can’t ignore it. But—”
“But nothing,” Darren snapped. “She’ll be broken. Tamed. Or she’ll be nothing.”
Ken’s eyes locked on mine. “The academy will grind the wildness out of her. If she survives, perhaps she’ll be worth considering. Until then, she’s just another student.”
My blood boiled. “I’ll never submit,” I hissed. “Not to this academy. Not to you. Not to anyone.”
The room vibrated with tension and I could feel my wolf snarling in my chest.
Ken stepped closer. I swallowed hard. His presence alone was suffocating. He leaned down till his lips brushed my ear. “I’m curious how long your fire will last.”
A shiver ran through me, one I hated.
Darren smirked. He came closer and his finger brushed my chin mockingly. The contact sent shivers down my spine “I’ll enjoy watching you burn out.”
Percy lingered a moment longer. His eyes caught mine. I could see something in his eyes—regret? Hope? I couldn’t tell.
My body seemed alert just by the presence of them. I had never felt this way about anyone else before. My wolf wanted to submit in a way I hated.
What the hell was wrong with me? The bond was strong, I’d admit but I would never bow my heads to them. Their father killed my family. They burned my home to the ground without reason.
Percy looked at me one last time with those soft eyes of his then he turned and followed his brothers out.
The door shut. And I trembled. Not from fear.
But from the pull. The unbearable, unwanted pull of the mate bond tying me to three men I despised.
ZANA’S POVMy pleasure kept building and building.I had to lean across the wall for support.My hand reached where it was going.The water ran down my spine and over my hips. Everything was warm inside me.I thought about Darren pinning me against the wall in the training ground, the weight of him, the moment just before he pushed back when neither of us moved. I thought about the specific sound his voice had made then. I thought about the look in his eyes when I had said you're worried and he had denied it too fast.I thought about Percy in the astronomy tower.‘Come here” he had said.I thought of the way he had held me like I was something that mattered, the way he had kissed me like being careful about it was the most important part.The climax built slowly. My orgasm hit me hard and my body shivered with it. I bit down on my lips even harder to stop myself from screaming through the pleasure.I stood still for a moment after. Water still ran down my back. slowly, my breathing re
ZANA'S POVI was dreaming about them again.In the dream there was no academy. There was just warmth and the three of them, which should have felt strange and didn't, which was the thing about dreams - they didn’t follow logic most times.I started to feel them. I felt Ken's hands in my hair, Darren's mouth at my throat. His voice was low as he said something I couldn't quite hear but could feel in my chest. I felt Percy's looking at me with total lust.I was warm everywhere. My whole body was warm.Then I was awake.I woke up fast, the way I always did, zero to alert in one breath, which my father's trainers had drilled into me as a child and which my body had never unlearned. My eyes opened on the ceiling of my room.I was breathing too fast and I was very, very warm. I could still feel the dream sitting all over my skin.Fuck.My wolf was awake too. Of course, she was. She was practically vibrating, which was not helpful. She craved them all the time.I turned my head and looked at
ZANA’S POVWe moved closer.I closed my eyes, preparing for the kiss and so did he.My wolf howled inside me, practically begging me to touch him. She felt this connection to him so bad.Our lips were close enough to touch until….There was a sound in the hallway, probably a student passing. We both flinched and looked back but saw nothing.Great.I cleared my throat and spoke back on the issue, like we weren’t so close to making out seconds ago. "That's not reassuring,""I know," he said. "I'm not trying to reassure you. I'm trying to be honest with you.""Okay”He looked at me. I noticed something. Ken didn’t have his walls up too much around me anymore, not ever since the classroom incident.His wall was further down than I had ever seen it. Not gone - it was never going to be fully gone, that wasn't who he was - but low enough that I could see something real behind it, something that had been there for a while, I thought, something that was not about the tournament or the bloodl
ZANA'S POVI spent the rest of that afternoon in the library trying to read and failing completely.The words on the page kept sliding off my attention before they made it to my brain. I would get three lines into a paragraph and then I would be somewhere else - back in the assembly hall, hearing Ken's voice say my name like it was a simple and obvious thing, or standing in front of that board in the corridor reading Percy's name, then Darren's, then Ken's at the top.I closed the book after the fourth attempt and just sat there.The library was quiet at this hour. Most students were at dinner or in their common rooms recovering from the news of the tournament. I had skipped dinner. I wasn't hungry or I was hungry but I didn’t care.I sat alone at a table in the back corner until the librarian started turning off the lights, which was the academy's polite way of asking you to leave. Then I gathered my things and walked back toward the dormitory wing.The corridors were quieter now. I
ZANA’S POVI stared at Aisha for so long, wondering what I had done to make her hate me like this.I had just been nominated for tribute and the next thing she could do was to work as a strategist for a rival team.And now, she was looking at me with this calculated look in her eyes.A strategist. A strategist wasn’t someone placed there as an afterthought or a body to fill a slot. This was someone who had stepped deliberately into a role that required planning, information management, and the specific intelligence that worked in the background while other people stood in the foreground.I thought about Aisha in the courtyard that morning, already perfectly positioned in the right social circle, already laughing the right laugh with the right people. I thought about how long she had been building her position here. she did it quietly while I was too busy just staying upright to notice all of what she was constructing around me.She had known this tournament was coming or she had posit
ZANA'S POVZANA’S POVMy eyes went wide with surpriseThe air in the room changed immediately.She kept going."The academy will be hosting a royal tournament in three weeks," she said. "This is not a drill and it is not optional. Every house will field a primary representative. That representative will compete across two disciplines - combat and magical strategy - in front of a formal audience that will include visiting officials from the royal court."The air in the room shifted. I felt it before I understood it. I saw every person in the hall sitting slightly straighter. Even people’s breathing changed”"This is not an internal academy exercise," Carver continued. "The visiting officials will be making assessments. The royal court takes a formal interest in the academy's output, and this tournament is one of the ways that interest is expressed. The winning house will receive royal recognition - resources, political standing, and the kind of favor that influences how the rest of y







