All Chapters of Rejected, Then Wanted by My Triplet Alphas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Neva’s POVTomorrow I turn eighteen, and I am cursed to share the day with the three wolves who have made my life a misery.In Nightpine Pack, no one remembers my birthday. They remember the Kane triplets. Dorian, Cassian, and Lucian, the pride of the whole pack, born on the eleventh of November just like me, except the whole world stops for their day and no one has ever once stopped for mine. Tomorrow they turn twenty-one and ascend as our new Alphas. Tomorrow I turn eighteen and shift for the first time. Only one of those things matters to anyone here.I slid out of my cot before sunrise, the way I do every morning. My room is a converted storage closet off the kitchen. The shelf above my head still holds the spare cleaning supplies, because the girl who scrubs this pack house should sleep near her mop.I was nine when my parents went rogue and vanished, leaving nothing behind but a mountain of debt. The Kanes took me in the way you take in a stray you intend to make useful. Food, a

Neva’s POVI should have run. I did not.The masked man stood in the moonlight outside the old lodge, tall and broad and still, and every raw and severed nerve in my body turned toward him at once. His scent reached me through the cold, and my breath caught, because it was one of them. I knew that much. One of the three threads that had been torn out of me an hour ago was standing in front of me now, wearing a black mask, saying nothing.But the bond was broken. Cut clean. And with it gone, I could not tell whose scent this was anymore. The mating pull that would have named him had been ripped away by his own mouth, or his brother’s, or his brother’s. All that was left was a man in the dark and a girl who had nothing left to lose.“You followed me,” I said.“I did.” His voice was low, roughened, deliberately muffled behind the mask. He did not want to be known any more than I did. Two masked strangers in the snow, both pretending to be someone else. “You should not be out here alone.

Neva’s POVDorian’s office had been his father’s a month ago. It still smelled of old leather and cold authority, and now it smelled of him too, coffee and dark cocoa, the scent I had breathed in the snow six weeks ago and could not stop breathing since.I stood in front of his desk with my hands folded and my face blank, the way I had stood in front of this family my whole life.“Shut the door,” he said.I shut it. My heart was slamming so hard I was sure he could hear it.Dorian did not sit. He came around the desk and leaned against it, arms crossed, studying me with those pale, unreadable eyes. For a long moment he said nothing, and the silence stretched until it hurt.“The masked girl,” he said finally. “In the blue dress. The one who left through the north doors after the party.”“I already told Cassian. I don’t know who she was.”“You were the only person in that hall in a blue dress.”The floor dropped away beneath me. I kept my face still through sheer force of will, nine yea

Dorian's POVShe dropped in the snow before my warriors reached her.One second she was standing there, white and impossible, and the next her legs folded and the wolf poured back into the girl the way water goes out of a broken jug. Too fast. First shifts are not meant to end like that.I got to her before Lucian did.She was naked in the snow with her coat in ribbons around her and her mouth open on a breath that was not coming. I had my jacket around her before I decided to move. My hands were not steady. I noticed that the way you notice a fault in a beam, filed it, and told myself it was the cold."Give her to me," Lucian said."No.""Dorian.""You held the north gate at the party while she walked out of it." I got my arm under her knees and stood. "You have had your turn."She weighed nothing. Nine years of feeding this family and she weighed nothing at all, and her head rolled into the hollow of my shoulder like it belonged there, and her hair smelled of pine soap and snow and s

Neva's POV"My mother is dead," I said. "You know that. The whole pack knows that.""I know what the pack was told." Vivienne folded her hands in front of her, calm as a woman discussing the weather. "There is a difference between what a pack is told and what is true, Neva. You above anyone should understand that by now."My mouth went dry. I did not answer, because I did not trust what would come out if I opened it, fear or fury or a question I was not ready to hear the answer to."But that is not why I am here." She moved to the window and looked out over the training yard, her back to me, utterly unafraid to turn it. "I am here about a much simpler matter. A number.""I don't have any money, Luna Kane. You know that too.""I do." She turned. "Which is why I am not asking you for any."She let that sit in the room a moment, watching my face for the shape of my confusion, and I hated that she found it so easily.