Mated To Three Possessed By One

Raven POV “Anyone who objects to this union between Alpha Matthew and our future Luna, Cassandra, speak now or forever hold your peace.”“I object,” I said, my voice slicing through the air as I stepped into the wedding hall.Gasps rippled through the crowd like thunder.But I didn’t care.I barely saw them. My eyes locked on only two people.Matthew…the only man I ever loved since I was a teenager. The one I believed saw me, truly saw me, beyond my rank… beyond being a wolfless omega.And Cassandra…my best friend. My sister in everything but blood.Standing there beside him in a Luna’s wedding gown.About to marry him.On the same day that was supposed to be ours.The same day he promised would bind us.My heart pounded as I stepped forward, each footfall heavier than the last. The betrayal clawed at my chest, but I kept walking, toward the altar, toward the lie, toward the knife they had both buried in my back.“What’s going on?!” I screamed, my voice cracking as I stumbled forward

Ansel POV POV I walked into the throne room, jaw tight,with my brothers behind me. The tension was thick between us, but I didn’t care. My blood was still boiling.The doors shut behind us with a thud.“This has to be some kind of mistake,” I muttered, pacing the length of the throne steps. “The Moon Goddess gave us an omega? She looked like she’d never shifted a day in her life. Hell, she smelled like dirt and tears.”Asher shot me a look. “Don’t be cruel, Ansel.”“I’m being honest,” I snapped. “Did you see her? She didn’t know where she was. She could barely stand up straight, and her aura…there was barely anything there, almost like she was a rogue wolf.”Rowan said nothing, leaning against the stone pillar as usual, arms crossed, expression unreadable.I turned toward him. “You felt the bond, didn’t you?”He nodded once. “Of course I did.”I raked a hand through my hair. “Then how the hell are we all supposed to share her? The three of us? That’s not normal. That’s not even remo

Raven POV I've always read romance stories of wolves who marry their fated mate, walking hand in hand with each other, laughing together and whispering sweet nothings in each other's ear. But never did I think that mine would be triplets who only care about nothing but: what's between my legs.The memories of the night flooded my mind and I gave way to a low growl as I recall how each of them pounced on me, claiming my virginity. Remembering the sweet tales my mother used to tell me about the first night with a fated mate, the gentle touch and soft caresses, the warmth of each other's presence made a smirk form on my lips but the events of the night crashed against those fantasies like a cold wave. My skin prickled with unease because of the shock holding me. I tried to get up from bed, but my legs felt numb; feeling as though my muscles were crushed. I stumbled, catching myself on the bed frame. “This is not the life I wanted,” I murmured to myself, feeling a mix of pain, ange

Raven POVI stood rooted on the spot, my heart pounding on my chest as the guard broke the news about their father. Their faces fell, etched with concern as they exchanged worried glances, brows furrowed. Without delay, they scurried off with a sense of urgency, their footsteps, quick and urgent.The air was charged with tension. Guards and maids rushed past me, their footsteps pounding on the ground and echoing through the stillness. The eerie silence that followed only confirmed to me that something was wrong.“Did their father die?”I hurried forward to see for myself but crashed on the ground, hitting the floor with full force. Pain reverberated through me as I glanced at the fresh bruises on my wrists and knees_ Ansel's tight grip had left its mark. For a moment, I lay there, overwhelmed by anguish.“Why was I concerned about their welfare when all they've shown me is wickedness?” I muttered to myself. I couldn't care less.I scrambled up, supporting myself with my hands rest

Raven's POVI struggled against their grip, my heels scraping against the cold, hard ground as they dragged me forward. Stones and pebbles dug into my heels. I hissed, biting down on my lip to keep from making a sound.They weren’t even trying to be gentle.Bastards.“Let me go!” I pleaded again, twisting my wrists, trying to break free, but their hands were like iron shackles around my wrist.The taller guard, his face twisted in a permanent scowl, snorted. “Shut up. Be glad we’re being civil with you.”“Civil?” I barked out a bitter laugh, my chest heaving with anger. “You call this civil?”The shorter one, his grip tightening painfully, leaned down just enough for his breath to brush against my ear. “Trust me, outsider, you don’t want to see what uncivil looks like.”A shiver ran down my spine, but I refused to let them see fear in my eyes.We walked further and further away from the place where my mates had left me, confusion and fear twisting in my chest. My vision blurred as tear