3 Aligned Stars Novels & Stories

“Don’t move, Minus.” He grinned, slipping his hands behind his head. “You want control, Cricket?” “I already have it.” I raised an eyebrow. “And I’m gonna continue to have it, hear?” He raked his eyes over my body, his mouth turning up slightly at the corners. “Minus.” His eyes met mine and he grinned again. “You want Minus, Cricket… or Jase?” “Whoever’s gonna behave.” “I’ll surprise you, then.”

“He said the contract protects us, not binds us.” Zade scoffed. “Protects us? From what, freedom?” “Zade,” Axel said sharply. “Not now.” As I walked farther into the room, I caught my reflection in the mirror along the wall. I stopped. For a second, I thought the light was playing tricks on my eyes. But when I looked closer, my stomach dropped. The reflection shimmered faintly. Silver lights were in three spots; one on each of the triplets’ necks. A crescent within a crown.

"Then let's face these uncertainties together. Side by side." She nodded, her voice was soft but unwavering. "Always." As our fingers intertwined, the alignment's imminent approach somehow felt more bearable. With our combined strength and the support of our allies, we were ready to navigate the challenges and marvels of the celestial event. With love as our guiding star, the journey seemed less daunting. The atmosphere was electric, charged with anticipation. From our position, the celestial bodies in the sky seemed to move ever closer, their alignment almost complete. This cosmic dance was something I had only heard of in legends, and witnessing it firsthand was both awe-inspiring and daun

“You alright man?” I could feel my cock stirring at the mere sensation of his hands shaking me awake. Fucking gross. It wasn’t even about his evident lack of breasts, Sen and I were practically raised like brothers. Besides, in a normal situation, Betas and Alphas hardly found each other attractive. Nature and the goddess were smart enough to make both designation emit pheromones that repel each other and only produce one of leadership and subordination. “Stay…away!” I choked out, “What about…the doc?”

The pack bond hummed softly beneath my skin. Since the ritual, it had become a constant presence. Sometimes it was barely noticeable. Other times it felt like standing in the center of a living heartbeat. Today it carried excitement. Hope. Anticipation. Bloodmoon was growing. The entire pack could feel it. "They approved the alliance?" I asked. Darius nodded. "The Ridgeback wolves signed this morning." Relief washed through me. That made three smaller packs in two weeks. Not absorbed. Not conquered. Joined. There was a difference.

I manage to say, hoping this dissuades them from their plan. But the worried look on their faces increases. "Is there a problem with this?" Calais is the one to stop forward this time. "My Alpha, it is custom that two mates who have found each other bear a marking by the third day of their union. And we all know the Luna has been at the healing room for three days now. Today is the third day." "Fine." Aria's voice takes me by surprise, and all eyes immediately turn to her. Fine? What is she saying?

I tilted my head forward to see dickhead waving at Lexi and by his side were two other guys. I let out a groan feeling angry once more.

They looked like they were carved from the same mold. Triplets. Perfectly identical, yet each radiated a different kind of danger. “Alpha Kaelrix. Alpha Candice. Alpha Versus,” the man beside me announced. “She’s here, your mate, Elinra.” Silence fell so heavy that I could barely breathe. Three sets of eyes fixed on me. My heart hammered in my chest. “She’s even prettier than her twin,” the white-haired one said finally, his voice low and raspy. The one with the white hair chuckled. “What’s your name?”

"You need to see this immediately." We hurried over to where he was pointing with a shaking hand. Carved deep into the ancient stone, barely visible in the pale moonlight, were three words that made my blood run cold: She belongs to me. Below the message, scratched into the wall with what looked like impossibly sharp claws, was a symbol I recognized from childhood nightmares. A crescent moon with three drops of blood falling from its points. "That's Kael's mark," Riven breathed, his face gone completely white.

The alignment would render its judgment. And Lyra had forced them all to wait for it. The Grand Hall fell into an uneasy truce as the alignment magic reached its absolute peak. The three moons — Selene, Nyra, and Vael — blazed in perfect alignment, pouring a column of pure, blinding light through the open dome. The magic in the air thickened until it was almost tangible, pressing down on everyone present. Kaelith was helped to his feet by Lyra and Soren. He stood unsteadily, blood still trickling from his side, but his presence commanded attention.