Alpha Triplets Claim Novels & Stories

Panicking, she stood up and started running back toward the pack house as fast as she could. When she got close to the pack territory, she noticed that everyone was running around frantically. People were shouting and moving with urgent purpose. Something big was happening. She stopped one of the maids who was hurrying past her. “What’s happening?” Sarah asked breathlessly. “Why is everyone running around?” The maid looked at her with wide, excited eyes. “The triplets have come back!” she said. “And they’ve demanded that an autopsy be done on the Alpha. They want to know the exact reason for his death.”

According to them, I'm an omega mated to another omega and our views do not count anywhere! As for Anna, let her keep on dreaming because I don't think the triplets will look her way even if their mate dies, unless she uses black magic on them, which I'm sure is hard to ensnare those with Alpha blood in them!

Alpha Jones turned and walked away, leaving me alone with the group. I hoped they weren’t like Jones. No amount of beauty could make up for being deplorable. “Pleasure to meet you, Alpha Ledger,” the triplet with a crew cut said, extending his hand. “I’m Alpha Alaric Valko.” “The pleasure is mine,” I said and shook his hand. “Alpha Conri Valko,” the triplet with long hair said. We shook hands. “It’s okay if you can’t tell us apart. No one can, except our mate.”

My children were going to be alphas too, I thought. I was glad because I did not want them to inherit my boring omega genes. I could not imagine if they couldn’t even shift because of an anomaly I passed down to them. I had a feeling that they were going to be men. Since I learned in school that most of the triplets born in the alpha line are all alpha men. Most of the alphas the pack had were triplets but there were a few exceptions in which twins were born, where one of the twins had ingested their triplets. In that way, the one that had consumed the other baby was automatically going to be crowned an alpha because they are said to be even faster than the regular alphas.

Byron looked at me and didn't move. “Gabe, I knotted. Get the doctor here now.” Shit. He was the Alpha of all Alphas. The king if you will. We pledged ourselves to him, we remained Alphas, but he was stronger, faster, and bigger than all wolves. No pack can run with more than one Alpha without one being the Alpha of all Alphas. We were the only pack in a thousand years to produce triplet Alphas. Twins were extremely rare for Alphas, triplets were incomprehensible to most of our kind.

“I know, Nate. And honestly, you held out a lot longer than I would have. But…if he at least claims you…you have a little protection. Other Alphas would know that an Alpha already is yours. It doesn’t mean your relationship would be any different. But at least…you and the kids will have that level of protection. You’ll have to tell him though…about the triplets.” This was just getting worse. I knew he was right. It didn’t completely remove the issue. But Alphas were less likely to go after a claimed mate if it meant starting a war with another pack. They might try some underhanded shit, but I wouldn’t need to worry about the entire Alpha population trying to get at me. “Can you stay on the l

Hallow Hades pack, Silver Moon pack, Night Walker pack, wolves from the capital and the major cities, plus guests pouring in from everywhere. Even the outcasts came. Rogues, lone wolves, deviants, half-shifted things with twisted faces. Exiles who crawled back just to be seen by the Lycan. I walked in with Amanda and took my seat beside Lucien, at the table below the emperor’s platform. A few heads in the crowd turned when they saw us. Then the Alpha Triplets arrived. The roar doubled. They wore matching armour, black and sharp, like generals walking into a massacre. I hated the noise, hated how the whole place thundered for them, hated how every man in here tripped over himself for their ap

“The Triplets are his heirs.” “Not without fated mates,” I correct her. “Yeah, Carter fucked us over on that one,” Finley says from the doorway. “Any news?” “Can you link either of them?” I ask. “No, and it’s scary. I have always had them in my head,” Finley sits down next to Ari. She rubs his back for comfort. “I don’t understand,” Ari tells me. “Carter can’t claim to be Alpha here anymore?” “You know about fated verses chosen,” Tristian tells her.

“She’s ours now, Eli. Fully and irrevocably. Every part of her. You lost your claim the moment you abandoned her. Leave, now. Before we make you regret every single step you took back onto this territory.” Eli’s jaw worked, a muscle twitching in his cheek, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. His gaze finally shifted from me, reluctantly, to look at the three formidable Alphas standing before him—really looked at them, taking in their raw power, their unwavering unity, the undeniable claim in their eyes. And in that moment, he saw what I already knew, what I felt deep in my bones: the triplets weren’t just my Alphas. They weren’t just my protectors. They were my mates. My true m

They all replied back. SInce the triplets took over, Tank became Alpha and his sisters were betas, they ran the pack like all 3 were Alphas. The whole pack knew if it hadn't been for the triplets most of them would be rogues by now or worse. Apparently before the attack on Josiah, the triplets had been working on this place. It was their safe haven and vacation spot. Now it was home.