Semua Bab CLAIMED BY THE SAVAGE TRIPLET ALPHAS: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I stand at the edge of the marble balcony with my fingers gripping at the cold stone while I hear laughter and music coming from below. Our pack is the Velaris Hollow pack and right now, lanterns sway gently in the evening breeze, casting a golden sort of glow over the courtyard where the higher pack members dance.I can smell the scent of wild peonies and roasted meats and I glance around a bit but of course no one notices me, actually no one ever does.My dress is a pale gray thing that hugs my thin frame too tightly at the hips but it is nothing compared to the jeweled gowns of those downstairs. Elayne walks in through the crowd in silver and sapphire with her golden hair curled to perfection as always and her lips parted in that perfect curve of a smile that she always leaves on them.She's spinning in the arms of a young Alpha and laughing as he dips her low.Of course, Elayne gets the Alpha, she always does.She's the beta's daughter after all, the highest rank in the pack as

“No one touches her,” Nyall growls.Orien steps forward, “Anyone who tries will answers to me.”Fenric cracks his knuckles. “Might want to back up before someone gets shredded.”The guards stop and from the corner of my eyes I see Lord Alpha Theron’s hands at his sides twitches as his fingers shift into claws, however the High Priestess shakes her head at him.“Break the bond now, and you will invite the Moon’s wrath. You know the old laws.”I don't see his reaction to the High Priestess' words because suddenly everything around me starts to feel so loud.I try to breathe, but the air doesn’t move past my throat, my chest is burning, my skin is in fire from the inside out, and my legs tremble so violently that I'm afraid I can't keep standing for long.Nyall is bent and about carrying me off from where I stand when suddenly there's a scream.“She’s cursed them!” Elayne shouts again, in a very much louder voice than before. “She bewitched the princes with some twisted spell! Look at h

The ceiling is too white when my eyes open. It blurs, then sharpens again as I blink hard and that notice my throat is dry and my body feels oddly heavy. A clean, sterile scent fills my nose with the familiar scent of antiseptic from the infirmary. I try to sit up, but something warm grips my wrist. "Don't move." It's Fenric’s voice sounding all possessive and I turn my head to see him sitting beside me with his dark brows pulled hard together like he’s ready to fight. His other hand clamps around my wrist tightly like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. “She’s awake,” Orien says from somewhere near the foot of the bed. His voice is lower and, smoother, but sounds just as possessive. Having seen the two, I turn my neck, searching for Nyall, instinctively wanting to see all three of them, and see him standing stiffly at the far end of the room with his arms crossed over his chest. His gaze meets mine, but it's so intense that I have to look away. “Why…” My voice is hoarse so I stop a

“You’re going to regret that,” Fenric whispers in my ear, and his deep voice sounds like tease, sliding straight down my spine.I shove him again, my breath coming fast, but it’s not from anger this time, it’s from the ache that's building inside me, so sharp and hot and nearly unbearable. My skin burns again, tingling under the thin fabric of my nightgown, and the scent of them all, so musk, raw and overwhelming, wraps around me.I gasp, pressing my thighs together again, hoping to try and hold in the heat.... But it doesn’t work, if anything, it makes it worse.Suddenly a needy whimper escapes my throat before I can stop it, and all three of them freeze in place.Nyall stiffens, Fenric’s smirk deepens, and Orien just breathes my name.“Iryn…”“No,” I croak, curling into myself. “Don’t come any closer. Please.”I try to sound firm so they'll leave me alone, but my plea just sounds pathetic, breathless and soaked in need— and Goddess they smell it.Fenric is the first to move again

IRYN'S POV I’m falling; the world around me twists into colors of silver, black and red mixing into one another, and I can’t breathe, I can’t even scream.My body feels like it’s being stretched into threads, yanked in every direction.... And I recognise that feeling, it's the mate bond, only this feels harsher, so harsh that I feel like something inside me is about to rip out.Instinctively I worry look around, worrying about my mate.Are they okay?Did something bad happen?Why do I feel so much pain?Suddenly I feel yanked toward my left, and when I turn, I see my mates.However the mates I see is not Nyall or Fenric or Orien.The men in front of me are totally different men---- Alphas too— but older.One of them is wearing a crown made of bone and gold, the other has claws that are dripping with a dark liquid---- it blood, I'm sure of it; I can smell too well and strongly. And then the third… the third doesn’t look at me at all... because his eyes are blindfolded, and yet I 'fe