Omega and Alpha Triplets

The clock on the classroom wall ticked loudly, its sound amplified by the suffocating silence. Nicola James sat in the back corner, her chair slightly askew to keep her distance from the other students. Not that anyone wanted to be close to her. The fluorescent lights overhead buzzed faintly, flickering every now and then, but no one else seemed to notice. Crescent Moon High was old, the kind of school where the lockers stuck, the cafeteria food tasted like cardboard, and the faint smell of mildew lingered no matter how many times they cleaned.Nicola glanced at the clock again. Two minutes until the bell. Two minutes until she could blend into the crowd, slip through the hallways unnoticed, and finally escape the judgmental stares that followed her everywhere. Two minutes until she could retreat into the safety of her own mind.The teacher’s voice droned on, his monotone explanation of algebra formulas fading into the background. Nicola’s gaze drifted to the window. The late autumn su

After the game, Nicola found herself swept up in Chloe and Theo’s relentless enthusiasm. She had protested all the way to Theo’s car, but her friends had brushed off her excuses as if she’d been saying she didn’t like chocolate.“You’ll be fine,” Chloe said for the hundredth time as they drove toward the Blackstone mansion. “It’s just a party, Nic. No one’s going to bite you.”“Speak for yourself,” Theo quipped with a sly grin, adjusting his rearview mirror.Nicola groaned, leaning her forehead against the window. She didn’t belong at a party like this. The Blackstone house wasn’t just any house; it was a symbol of power and wealth, the seat of the Crescent Moon Pack’s Alpha family. Everyone who mattered in the pack would be there. Everyone except her.The Blackstone mansion loomed ahead like something out of a gothic fairy tale. Perched on a hill overlooking the pack lands, the sprawling estate was more castle than home. High stone walls framed a grand entrance, and glowing lights sp

Nicola’s footsteps echoed through the stillness of the night as she ran, her body moving on autopilot. She didn’t know exactly where she was going, but the pull in her chest, the sudden surge of energy from the bond, drove her forward, deeper into the woods. The darkness closed in around her like a blanket, muffling the sound of her labored breath and the rapid beat of her heart.The scent of the triplets lingered in the air, warm and intoxicating - earthy, wild, and unmistakably theirs. It seemed to weave through the trees, twisting and curling around her like an invisible thread. She could almost taste it on her tongue, a sharp tang of desire and danger, and it made her wolf stir restlessly inside her.No, no, no, Nicola’s mind screamed. I can’t do this. I can’t.But her body betrayed her.With every step, the pull of the bond grew stronger. Her wolf, always a silent presence at the back of her mind, clawed to the surface, urging her to turn back, to go to them. It was a primal, ins

Nicola’s chest heaved as she stood there, surrounded by the triplets. Her lips were still tingling from their kisses, her body thrumming with the bond that pulsed between them. She knew she should be afraid, overwhelmed by the intensity of what was happening, but instead, a deep, primal need was unfurling inside her - a need she could no longer deny.Her gaze locked with Damien’s, and she reached out, her trembling fingers brushing against his hand. He stilled at her touch, his dark eyes searching hers.“I…” Nicola hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper. Then, with a surge of courage, she intertwined her fingers with his. “Come with me.”The air in the room grew heavier as the triplets exchanged a glance. They didn’t need words to understand her meaning. Without hesitation, Damien nodded, allowing her to lead him, and the other two followed close behind.Nicola’s house was modest, the hallway narrow, but she barely noticed. Her focus was on the warmth of Damien’s hand in hers, th

Nicola awoke to the gentle glow of dawn spilling through her bedroom window. The morning air was cool, but the warmth surrounding her was undeniable. She was cocooned between the triplets, their bodies pressed protectively against hers. Damien’s arm draped over her waist, his steady breathing brushing against the back of her neck. Dylan’s fingers were laced with hers, his grin even in sleep a testament to his playful nature. Dean’s hand rested on her hip, grounding her with his quiet strength.The events of the night flooded back, a mixture of overwhelming emotions and sensations that made her heart race all over again. She’d given herself to them, body and soul, and in turn, they had claimed her as theirs. The mate bond hummed softly between them, a constant reminder of their connection.But now, as the first rays of sunlight painted the room, reality began to set in.Nicola carefully extracted herself from their embrace, her movements slow and deliberate so as not to wake them. She