"They auctioned me off like a property," Kira snarled, her eyes blazing with anger. "But I am not so easily destroyed. My bloodline is invincible, forged in an ancient power. They wanted my blood for their immortality but they couldn't break me. My blood is an elixir, a force stronger than any poison or curse. I am a living legend, a Morgan Lycan. They used me to create their immortal heirs. But now those bastards plans to sacrifice my babies for their twisted desires but I will rise from the hell they sent me and burn down their world before they'll touch a hair on my babies body.--------------------------- On her fourth anniversary with her Alpha triplet mates---Christopher, Nicolas, and Michael---Kira's perfect world shatters in a brutal betrayal. Forced to sign divorce papers and auctioned off to Mr. Jones, the feared head of the world's most dangerous mafia, Kira is stripped of her family and freedom. Trapped in a luxurious prison, she discovers that both her ex-husbands and Mr. Jones covet her rare bloodline for their own sinister purposes. After Mr. Jones' mysterious death, Kira seizes control of his empire, transforming into a formidable mafia leader. But with power comes danger, as she faces cunning alliances and ruthless foes. Kira's powers and abilities grow as she discovers her heritage as a member of the renowned Morgan family, an ancient supernatural breed once thought extinct. Despite the tumult, her purpose remains clear: to save her children from her treacherous ex-husbands, who plan to sacrifice them for immortality.
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It’s been four beautiful years with my darling mates, my Alpha triplets. I just cannot forget the first day I set my eyes on them and the heartwarming smile they showed me when they found out that I was their mate. They didn’t reject me as I thought. They were Alphas, it was only normal to reject a poor and weak omega like me but they didn’t.“Haven’t you been staring at us enough?” Nicholas asked, pushing himself up from the sofa. He walked over to where I stood, very close to the TV. I had totally forgotten what I had gone to do there.It was a yearly tradition to watch the marriage ceremony video on our anniversary nights. I had come to search for the CD when I got lost staring at them. Nicholas pulled me by the waist before pecking my cheeks,“We’re handsome, we know, but we still need to get this done so we can go out clubbing tonight!” he grinned revealing the most well-arranged teeth I have ever seen. My face turned red as I obeyed him and moved slightly away.“You were supposed to just take her from there and not peck her. There’s no way I’ll let that slide” Christopher said as he strolled to where we stood and sniffed my neck as he dropped a kiss there too.I already knew Michael was coming for his as well and I was not wrong. It’s been like this for the past four years and counting… I love them all; I don’t know who I love the most amongst them. They were all loving, all cute, and all caring.Before I knew it, I was surrounded by the three of them, six hands on my body. As much as I tried to be focused, I just couldn’t. Not when the loves of my life were right in front of me with their hands all over me, causing me to lose my mind.A sigh escaped my lips when one of them brushed his fingers on my already erect nipple.“Can we watch the movie now?” A tiny voice pulled me out of the state I was in. I almost swore when I recalled that not only were we standing in front of the TV, but we were also in front of the kids!I pushed the three horny men away from me and ran to my babies who were pouting. They had the same face as their fathers, although they said the kids looked more like me but I doubt that. William and Melvin were both their fathers’ replicas and Trisha is not an exception even though she’s a girl.“I’m sorry, babies. Did you close your eyes?” I asked as I sat in the middle while they were on both sides.”Yes, we did” Melvin replied but with the looks from William and Trisha, I could already tell that Melvin was lying. I shook my head, chuckling,“Like father, like son” I murmured and immediately regretted it when the three Alphas turned to me,“What is it this time? I hope you’re speaking to Michael and Nicholas?” Christopher asked and I pressed my lips together. Those two won’t let me have my peace if I mention names.Soon, we were quiet in the living room with bowls of popcorn in our hands as we watched the video of the day I tied the knot with my dream men, my mates, and my Alpha triplets. Not once did I feel unwanted or unloved. They loved me equally and I loved them too.It’s the fourth year we are watching this video but I still tear up every single time. It got to my favorite part where they had to kiss me. I closed Trisha and William’s eyes with both my hands and was expecting one of the Alphas to close Melvin’s eyes but they didn’t! Instead, they sat there watching the kiss with a wide grin when there was a three-year-old boy there!“Huh, this is the part where you close his eyes” I snapped at Michael who smirked.“Mervin is grown up already”I almost spat blood at his words, I expected Nicholas or Christopher to say something but they didn’t. The fact that my boy is the oldest among the triplets doesn’t make him grown up already!When the video ended, the kids were all clapping and Trisha exclaimed,“And they lived happily ever after”I giggled as I picked her up in my arms, “Now, it’s time to sleep. There will be no bedtime story today since you have already watched one, okay?”“Yes mummy” They replied, Trisha yawned and I could tell that they were already sleepy and it wouldn’t take time before they slept off. And it was just as I predicted,“Goodnight my lovers,” I whispered before switching the light off and heading out. The moment I came out of the room, I was greeted by my three big babies.“I told you they could sleep on their own,” Christopher said as he pulled me towards my room. I was going to respond that I needed to kiss my kids goodnight when Nicholas dropped a dress in my hand,“Go dress up already,”They all had deep frowns on their faces as if I committed a grave mistake.“We’re already late!” Michael whined and I rolled my eyes at them. They were urging me to go get dressed yet they weren’t dressed yet!“Am I the only one going out? Why aren’t you all dressed?” I placed my hands on my hips but instead of a reply, I got pushed by them sending me into my room.“Hurry!” They whined.When I got into the room, I quickly took off my former clothes to dress up in the gown they had gotten for me. They looked eager, I wonder what it was they had up their sleeves tonight. Last year, it was an indoor party, as it always has been so I am amazed it’s different this time. One thing was certain though, there was going to be good hot sex at the end of the day.Kira’s POVMy whole damn body was thrumming with need.Not just a passing wave of heat...no. This was a full-body ache that pulsed beneath my skin like fire licking through my veins. My thighs clenched on instinct, and I hated it. Hated how weak it made me feel. Hated how this morning's little… incident had wrecked my entire internal system.One look. One growl. One whisper of “shoot if you can,” and now I was sitting in the middle of a boring, gray-as-hell meeting, grinding my teeth and silently begging for the clock to move faster.Damn Ashton.That smug bastard had no idea what he’d done. Or maybe he did. Maybe he knew exactly what he was doing when he stood there naked, all toned muscles and confidence, looking like sin and smirking like he’d won a damn war and goddess, his mouth working on me was bliss. And I let him get to me.I let him turn my morning into this...an uncontrollable storm of hormones and heat I couldn’t shake."Just allow him to mark you and all this shit will r
Ashton’s POVThe scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, rich, dark, and sinful. My eyes snapped open on instinct. Kira. It had to be her. No one else dared wake me up with my favorite roast unless they had a death wish ...or a death wish and a death glare, which she carried equally well.I blinked through the sunlight and found her already dressed for the day, standing by the window like a goddess in a fitted navy suit that clung to her curves and screamed danger with every line. Her hair was tied up in a sleek twist, not a strand out of place. Red lips. Smoky eyes. That gun strapped to her thigh? Pure art.“Hello, sleepyhead,” she purred, sauntering over to my side of the bed with a cocky grin. “Looks like I wrecked you last night.”She winked.I grunted, sitting up slowly and taking the mug she handed me. “Thanks,” I muttered, still trying to blink the images of last night’s chaos from my head. She was trouble. Soft, deadly, addictive trouble.“You look like shit,” she comme
Kira’s POV“And you trust him enough to tutor Trisha?” Ashton asked, voice calm, too calm, the kind of calm he used right before someone got mauled.I didn’t flinch. I knew that tone, knew him.He was pissed.But trying to be polite about it.I leaned back in the armchair, swirling the champagne in my glass lazily before taking a sip. “Yeah, I trust him. Enough, at least.”Ashton’s jaw flexed. His eyes hadn’t left me once since I’d finished explaining everything. The kidnapping. The rescue. The healing. The werewolf reveal. And finally… the part where I decided to make the walking mystery our daughter’s personal tutor.“I’ve run every kind of scan on him,” I added, keeping my tone light. “Magical, physical, blood lineage, you name it. He passed them all. Even his memories were clean. No ties to the brothers. No curses. No shady backdoor deals with witches or warlocks. Just a regular lone wolf trying to live a boring life teaching about ancient wars.”Ashton didn’t blink.I pressed on.
Kira’s POV"Well, he's telling the truth, ma’am," Jonas reported, his voice crisp as he tucked the clipboard under his arm and stepped back. “His ID checks out. Staff records confirm he’s been here for years. No known criminal affiliations. And… Yes, he’s a werewolf, but he’s registered under the neutral pack treaty. Low threat level.”I exhaled through my nose, glaring at the man slumped on the infirmary bed like he personally offended me by existing. My jaw ticked as I crossed my arms, hating the way he just laid there...alive, breathing, and smugly intact despite nearly bleeding out an hour ago.Alex glanced over at me with a faint grimace, one side of his mouth twitching in what might’ve been a sarcastic smile if he wasn’t half-dead. “You always treat your heroes like this, or am I just the lucky one?”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re not a hero. You’re a man I badly want to kill.”Jonas looked like he wanted to evaporate from the tension in the room, but I waved him off. He gave me a
Kira’s POVI checked my wristwatch for what had to be the fiftieth time in the last ten minutes.Any second now.Trisha would come bursting through those classroom doors, ponytail bouncing, cheeks flushed, her little feet thumping excitedly against the polished floors.She’d scream “Mommy!” like we hadn’t seen each other in years, threw herself into my arms, and talked a mile a minute about every crayon, cupcake, and classmate she encountered.I missed her.A lot."You're just being silly," Morana grumbled in my head. "It’s barely been four hours since she left. Stop being stupid."I smirked. “You miss her too.”"I do not."“You cried last night when she hugged us goodnight.”"I sneezed. Shut up."I chuckled softly, arms crossed as I leaned against the school’s outer wall, blending in with the other parents.Well, not entirely. Most of them wore business suits or yoga pants. I wore a black leather jacket over a pastel-pink sundress (thanks, Trisha), and combat boots. One mom looked at
Kira’s POV“Where are those bloody rascals?” I snarled, my voice sharp and cold as I shoved open the reinforced door to Ashton’s office.It slammed against the wall with a satisfying bang.Ashton didn’t even flinch. He was leaning against his desk, arms crossed, like he’d been expecting this exact explosion.Probably had.“Three attacks,” I hissed. “Three. On her first day. If you think I’m going to sit here and let this slide, Ashton.. ”“You’re going to kill them, aren’t you?” he asked, calm as ever.I grinned. “Why the fuck wouldn’t I?”Because really, what kind of idiot tries to attack my daughter, inside a warded, high-security school, within hours of her arrival?The kind who doesn’t value their life. That’s who.“They were intercepted before they got close,” Ashton said, pushing off the desk. “She doesn’t know anything happened. The guards did their job.”“I don’t care,” I snapped. “She shouldn’t have been a target to begin with.”His gaze met mine, serious now. “You knew this
(Few Weeks Later)Kira’s POV“School?” I repeated, blinking as I stared at Ashton across the kitchen table.He nodded casually, sliding my favorite coffee mug toward me like he wasn’t currently suggesting one of the biggest, scariest decisions of my life.“Yes,” he said. “I’ve done all the necessary arrangements. All that’s left now is your approval, and she’ll be in school by next week.”I curled my fingers around the warm mug but didn’t lift it.Instead, I just stared at the swirling steam like it held the answers."I don’t know, Ashton," I muttered, my voice low. "Trisha going to school with all these dangers hovering around… I’m scared. I was thinking of home-schooling her."He leaned forward, his voice soft but firm. “I know you’re scared. I am too. But she needs more than just protection. She needs normal.”I scoffed. “There’s nothing normal about our lives.”“She’s not just your daughter, Kira. She’s a child. She deserves to experience childhood.”I flinched.Damn him.He alway
Kira's POV"You need to stop already, do you want to kill yourself?!" Ashton’s voice rang out, laced with a mix of concern and frustration as he jogged to match my pace, he was shirtless and sweaty but still managed to look annoyingly cute.I didn’t break stride. My legs were burning, my lungs on fire, but it didn’t matter. The rhythm of my feet hitting the ground, the pounding of my heart, the rush of wind in my face, it helped drown out the thoughts.After I put Trisha to sleep, I couldn’t shut my brain off. It kept replaying the damn attack over and over, the way I’d felt when those wolves came charging at us, and how close I’d been to losing her. The thought of her in danger... It made me sick to my stomach.I had to run. I had to burn it out of me.But no matter how much I ran, no matter how much I pushed myself, the thoughts never stopped."Stop being a stubborn idiot and listen to me!" Ashton continued, his footsteps falling in sync with mine as we circled the field. "You're no
Kira’s POV“Hurry it up, girl! You’re delaying us!” Ashton’s voice boomed from outside my door, full of playful irritation and absolutely no sense of personal space.I stood in front of the mirror, scowling at my reflection like it had personally offended me.Because, honestly?It had.The dress I was wearing was pastel pink.Pastel. Pink.It had tiny floral embroidery, soft frills around the hem, and a stupid little ribbon around the waist.I looked like I was about to star in a cupcake commercial.“You look beautiful,” Morana cooed in my head, annoyingly smug. “And less dangerous. Be happy Ash got you a similar gown with Trisha.”I bit the inside of my cheek, hard.“Less dangerous?” I muttered under my breath. “I look like a demoted fairy godmother.”Morana laughed like this was the best thing that had happened all century. “Admit it. You don’t hate it.”“I hate it.”“You don’t.”“I do.”“You don’t.”I growled low and grabbed a leather belt, cinching it at my waist just to feel some
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