All Chapters of The Alpha's Hidden Triplets: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Just the other day, his boots had gone to see his young nephew, and Mrs. Denton, with tears flooding her eyes, told him that after three long winters of silence, Corbin had finally called her ‘mommy’ out loud. She went on and on about how beautiful, gentle, accomplished, and utterly perfect Ms. Ashbourne was to their den. In passing, Keaton’s mouth had joked, “If the female is really that perfect, set my cock up with her, why don't you?”The immediate response from his sister was a swift, heavy slap to his face that left his ears ringing for hours. Mrs. Denton had pointed her claw right at his nose, wailing loudly, “If your hands dare make a single lustful move on Ms. Ashbourne, my claws will thrash your back raw! Keep your dirty fingers off the savior of my house!”Sandra had quickly become the entire Denton family line’s sacred savior, and every single wolf from top to bottom was deeply grateful to her name.Keaton wipes a sudden line of nervous sweat from his brow, his throat swall

A low-ranking wolf of Zane’s caliber isn't yet worthy of sharing a drink with my inner beast. Had it not been for Booker’s birthday bash tonight, our paths would never have crossed in the territory. The high council alpha circles aren’t exactly open for just any common wolf to stroll into. Booker is my go-to guy, my right-hand warrior, and Zane? Well, Zane just tagged along with a mutual buddy of Booker's pack.Zane knows his small status is punching way above his weight class, but his skin stays as cool as a valley cucumber even when he realizes my mouth isn't drinking with him. With a wide grin that never wavers, his voice says, “My name is Zane; I am the current general manager over at the Newsom Pack's trading house. My heart has been looking forward to meeting your face, Alpha Blackmoor. Figured my paws would take a shot and introduce my name today—here is my pack card.”Zane, taking a huge gulp of nervous courage, fishes out hi

Meanwhile, Zevran Nightfell had just arrived right outside the heavy wooden doors of Alpha Gali Blackmoor’s private banquet chamber.My mommy had been out of our room for a super long time, and my little puppy mind was getting totally antsy about finding her scent in the halls. But Blossom, being the protective wolf she is, wasn’t keen on letting my small legs venture out alone into the big resort. So, my mouth told a quick little lie about needing to use the kiddie bathroom for a massive number two. With Blossom none the wiser about my true plan, my feet made a super sneaky escape into the corridors.And just my awesome puppy luck, my eyes spotted Alpha Gali and my mommy engaged in a super intense, angry conversation near the smoking railing in the hallway!Hiding myself at a safe distance behind a stone pillar, my ears couldn't quite make out their whispered words, but the stormy, red look on my mommy’s beautiful face said everything to my heart. In my little mind, that tall Alpha G

Sandra Ashbourne POV“Zevran, when on earth did your boots go out of this lounge?” my voice demands the second his little face pops back through our private door, my eyes flashing with maternal panic.Humming a happy little valley tune, his body bounces right back over to the velvet cushions in the absolute best of spirits, his cheeks glowing. Blossom and my eyes are highly surprised to see his fast return.“Just now, mommy,” his little mouth chirps easily. “My mind wanted to find your dress in the hall, but the nice lady wolf outside told my ears that your body was already back inside the furs, so my legs didn't venture very far.”My heart isn't overly concerned about the pups running off for a quick bathroom break, but the sudden, terrifying thought of his little face bumping directly into that brutal bastard Gali Blackmoor makes my blood run completely cold, my heartbeat leaping straight into my parched throat. If th

Gage, the notorious, lecherous second son of the noble Slater Pack, was an absolute piece of garbage. Ugly, incompetent, and dripping with foul fluids, his weak status relied entirely on his genetic connection as the blood uncle of the famous pack starlet, Sade Wintermere. His house used her sweet body to tie themselves to the influential Blackmoor family line, allowing his bald head to throw its fake weight around inside Myhill CrestHALL. He was highly known for pressuring beautiful omega females into unsavory, forced mating encounters inside the dark dens, and if their bodies resisted his cock, his claws would resort to vile, violent tactics to coerce their skin. He hadn't done a single good deed in his entire life under the moon, but his body was well-versed in all manner of adult vices, whoring, and torture.Zevran is fuming with absolute, murderous indignation beside my arm. “That big jerk Alpha Gali has been covering for this bald bastard's crimes with his army! No wonder Mommy