Claimed By My Triplet Alpha Stepsons

Lucy's POV I sat on the balcony of the Royal Pack House, the cool evening breeze brushing against my skin as I gazed at the view stretching out before me. It was a moment of peace in a life filled with turmoil and chaos, and I clung to it as tightly as I could. The balcony had become my sanctuary during the past two years since I had been brought here—no, forced here—as Daven’s mate.Daven, the Alpha of the Moongrowl Pack, had destroyed everything I held dear. My pack, the Bloodbath Pack, was wiped out in a brutal attack. He killed my family, my people, and then claimed me, a nineteen-year-old girl, as his prize. Now, at twenty-one, I was still trapped in this gilded cage, shackled by his authority and cruelty. Daven was in his forties, and the power he wielded over me only seemed to grow stronger with time.I sighed, letting my eyes stay on the view ahead. How ironic that something so beautiful—a setting sun, golden light pouring across the fields—could exist in a world so full of

Lucy's POV Finally, the monster who destroyed my family, enslaved my people, and forced me into a loveless marriage might soon face the consequences and I wouldn't have a hand in it. For the first time in years, I felt something unfamiliar— joy.I hurried to my room, my heart pounding with excitement. Locking the door behind me, I let myself dream of a world without Daven. If he died without an heir, I, as his Luna, would naturally inherit his position. That is unless one of his right hand men got greedy enough to want to rule the pack, like his Beta, tried to usurp me. But I wouldn’t let that happen. I had been through too much to let my rightful claim be stolen.“One step at a time and I'll reclaim this pack. I'll sit where I should sir and my people will be set free.”I pulled out a sheet of paper and a pen, my hands trembling with anticipation. I started writing down the first draft of my plan. The main thing to do was rallying my people—the remnants of the Bloodbath Pack who now

Lucy’s POVChaos fell upon the hall like a cloud of dense fog, blinding those present. I rushed to my feet, nearly stumbling over my feet in the wild scramble to get away from the scene. Blood pounded in my ears, drowning out the sounds of people talking.One of Daven’s sons barked an order to the other two before rushing off in the direction of the shattered window where the deadly arrow had come in through. Daven's body laid motionless on his chair. The chair that he always sat in when addressing the pack members—the chair that singled him out as the Alpha of Moongrowl. If only he could have known that his fate would have been cut short when he also sat in it.His lifeless eyes burned into my brain, and I could just tell that this very scene would give me nightmares for weeks.Someone roughly dragged me by the elbow, pulling me towards the exit of the hall. My mind detached from my thoughts and focused on the present. “W-what?”Somehow, I could just tell who he was from his other

Lucy’s POVThe letter made me uneasy, because it could seriously implicate me if anyone else came across it. I couldn't have people thinking that I had a hand in the death of Daven, even though I didn't care much about the man. Especially now that his sons were around, I had to be more careful than ever.I ripped up the paper into tiny bits that I was sure wouldn't be readable, and disposed of them into a little nylon bag before disposing of it. Doing something like this made me feel like I was some sort of criminal, but I couldn't let my guard down at that moment.The letter bothered me for the whole day, and was the last thing I thought about before going to bed.The next morning brought only more situations to anger me, because while on my way to get some breakfast, I saw that the triplets were already seated in the dining room—which was filled with about half a dozen women who were giggling and flipping around like idiots.“What's going on here?” I questioned, unable to believe w

Lucy's POVNo. This wasn't the plan at all. I never planned to put my own people under public scrutiny. But my mouth moved too fast for my brain, and now I was facing the consequence of that action. I didn't know for certain that no one from Bloodbath could have been the killer, but we were already enslaved and watched over like hawks. Would one of us really have been so willing to risk their own life? No man had made it out of the pack with us, but what if out of all the rubble and flames, some people had actually made it out and were looking for a way to avenge the pack?No, it was just mere conjecture. I could only protect those I knew about, who were the young women that had also been brought here with me as well after that terrible raid. We were already discriminated against because of our status as slaves to the Moongrowl pack, we couldn't be branded as potential murderers as well. The only thing that would accomplish was making our situation even worse. Once Ahmad made the