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The Three Alphas
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2024-11-03 21:18:36ALPHA HARLEY
Damn it. Damn all this to hell! Why her? Why out of all the people it had to be her? There is no way that woman is my mate. It was just simply not possible. But then again… Thinking back to that night, that one night that for the first time in my life I felt… emotion… She was the one there. It was only her. Up to now, I still find myself sometimes wondering what it is exactly that tugged at my heart or my feelings when I stood there, staring at her intently. And even when I used to see her around, I always sensed something odd around her which is why I hated being near her. Any time we were in the same room, all I wanted to do was to be away from her. It turns out it was because I couldn’t face the truth that maybe, just maybe, she was more than just a nobody to me. She was more than that godforsaken nickname everybody in the Pack knew her as and I know damn well that I can’t be with anyone else but her. I know damn well that I will do everything in my power, everything and anything, just to have her in my arms, in my hold, and ready to be marked. Because she is no longer just No One to me… As a matter of fact, she is the one woman I can’t fucking live without. She is mine… At least once those two other fuckers get out of my way so I can finally claim her. If they think that they can win my Alessandra and take her away from me, they must be damn near mental because I’ll fight to death before that could happen. Trust me, she’s going home with me and only me. ALPHA GAVIN I never believed in mates. The day my father abandoned my mother and I to fend for ourselves, I lost all admiration and respect I had for the so-called “miracle” of being our kind. Everybody praised it, said it’s the best thing that someone like us could ever have. A once in a lifetime kind of feeling that you could never break apart from. Well I say bull-fucking-shit. I watched as my mother cried herself to sleep every single day and night and almost went lifeless from drinking herself to numbness. Do you know how much it would take for a body like ours to take in the effects of alcohol? A fucking lot. From that day forward, I swore to myself that mates were nothing but a form of torture disguised as something beautiful. I swore to myself that I would never, under any circumstances, let myself be blinded by it or anyone that claimed to be my mate. But then she came, her scent being the first thing that caught me off guard, and then when she looked at me, fucking hell, it was like all my walls came crashing down and all I wanted to do was to hold her and never let her go. Fuck! It wasn’t supposed to be like this! I’m trying my best to not let her sway me, but every time she’s away, I can’t stop thinking about her. I need her close to me. I need to feel her touch and take in her scent. I… I need… her. And those two other assholes who think they can have her? Who can have my mate?! Hell will freeze over before I let that happen. ALPHA LUCA All my life I’ve known nothing but structure. Everything had to be organized, nothing left out to chance. Every single detail, from the moment I wake up, until the very second my eyes close to sleep, it was calculated. It was the life I have lived for as long as I can remember, as someone who was born and raised into one of the most influential noble families in Italy. So when I can let loose, can feed the hunger of chaos that often grows as each day passes, there’s no way that I let that opportunity pass. They call me many names — a player, a fuckboy, a no good man but definitely good in bed. Frankly, I really couldn’t care less. The women, and some men, keep coming either way. I use it to escape the rules that I’ve been binded to. I use it to feel just a little bit of freedom even if it only lasts for one night… or whatever time of the day it is. I guess I was so caught up in drowning myself with other people that I forgot that somewhere out there, the Moon Goddess had given me just one person I was truly meant to be with. I quickly realized that too much time has been wasted without her already so I’m making sure that every single second I spend with her, she knows that she’s all that matters to me. I no longer care about the other women or anybody else. Not that I cared much even before, but this is different. None of them are my mate, Alessandra is. Now if only I could figure out how to get her attention. It’s hard enough that I’ve gotten so used to others just fawning over me with barely any effort, but now I have two other guys to compete against for her to even look at me? None of us know why she has three mates, but what I do know is that I’m going to need to step my fucking game up if I plan to be her one and only mate by the end of all this. None of us will know until we try, so I guess… Let the fun begin.
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