Her Triplet Alpha’s Game

Ava’s POV“Scrub harder!” she yelled, and I had no choice but to obey.I pressed the brush harder into the floor, though it made little difference. The head maid stood over me with her eyes sharp, judging me. My knuckles were red and starting to bleed, but she didn’t care. She sipped her steaming tea like a queen watching a servant perform.Technically, that was exactly what I was.“Missed a spot,” she snapped, then kicked the bucket at me. Cold water splashed across my legs as the metal edge struck my elbow and pain shot up my arm.“Even a bastard should know how to clean… Oh wait, that’s what you are.” She cackled at her own joke, her laughter raspy and smug.I said nothing. Speaking earned slaps. Eye contact earned worse. So I bit the inside of my cheek and kept scrubbing, ignoring the sting in my joints and the ache in my bones.The scent of roast meat floated down the hallway. Full Moon Festival preparations were well underway. For most of the pack, it would be a night of music,

Ava’s POV.“What?” I whispered to myself, still in shock at what I had just heard.When I was told that werewolves always found their mates, I stopped myself from having that thought because I knew I would never find mine.Because of my status, I knew that even if I did find my mate, he would be an Omega like me. The lowest rank of wolves. I also thought I was mateless since most of the Omegas I knew had already found their mates.And that was another thing my stepmother and stepsister taunted me with. But now, looking back at the three men staring at me and calling me theirs, I felt a mix of excitement and fear run through my veins. I wanted them to reject me.A mate bond like this would ruin all my plans. Not to mention the hatred and gossip that would follow me around. I couldn't be the one to reject them because they were Alphas. Rejecting them would mean death for me.My parents and sister would think I seduced them. They would never believe me. I looked up at them and they were

Ava’s POVAfter the brothers left, Madam Margaret led me upstairs to their quarters. I knew I wasn't supposed to sleep in their rooms. The room I had back at my father's house was nothing compared to the room she led me to.The room was a harmonious blend of opulence and serenity. Soft golden light poured through tall, arched windows draped with silk curtains in hues of ivory and royal blue. The ceiling, high and domed, was adorned with delicate frescoes and a glittering crystal chandelier that cast a gentle shimmer across the polished marble floor.At the centre of the room stood a grand four-poster bed, its carved wooden frame gilded and its canopy cascading with sheer, embroidered fabric. Plush pillows and a velvet coverlet in deep jewel tones invited rest. Opposite the bed, a hand-painted fireplace flickered with warmth, framed by a pair of velvet armchairs perfect for private conversation or quiet reading.An antique writing desk stood near the window, complete with fine statione

“Don’t you think we should confront her to know what she heard?” Jason asked after a few minutes of silence, running his hand through his wavy hair. Ava was nowhere to be found when they woke up and they instantly figured out that she had bailed on them.“Do we need to?” James was feeling irritated already. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re becoming overly attached to our dear Ms. Ava, Jason.” “Jason is right, James. I know we had such a good time yesterday but she bailed on us before we woke up and we need to make sure she doesn’t feel hurt or feel unwanted all over again to ask us to reject her again.” Jake pointed out.James groaned. “Why would she? She’s going to be in an exalted position from now henceforth after the announcement we made last night, I don’t think she’s going to give that up.” “Girls are wired in a strange way, Jason. If we don’t make her feel comfortable, she’s going to leave. We need her for the sake of our reputation, not the other way round.” Jak

Ava’s POVMy head was swirling and I’d suddenly lost my bearings. In any other sphere, I’d have considered Jake’s words to be the most reassuringly sexy words said to me but right now, I felt like a bird trapped in a cage with no means of escape. “You need to breathe, Ava. You look like you’re about to pass out.” Jason said, with a concerned look in his eyes. I was close to hyperventilating, I could feel it. My knees had turned to jelly so I lowered myself into the nearest chair, trying to steady my breathing. “This is going to be a bad idea,” I whispered. “We have a plan, Ava. And on top of that, we’ve got good news for you.” James sounded excited — which rarely happened and I was at a loss for what had caused the sudden change in his mood. “And what could that be?” I asked fearfully, already anticipating the worst possible outcome. “A vacation,” James answered. “What?” His response was vague and it could mean a lot of things all at once.“We were supposed to discuss this wit