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Because I was fucking confused out of my mind. "So this is taking such a great turn. Does this mean they're good to you now?" Ella asked. She seemed a lot on edge, as if something bothered her. But I wasn't going to think anything too seriously. I gave it a brief thought. "Nah, I doubt it. The triplets are probably still a bunch of dicks!" I concluded.

I slammed my forehead with my palm, “Where could she be… she doesn't know anywhere around here.” I walked up the stairs, entered my room, om and sat on the bed, my hands ran through my shoulder-length wavy blonde hair, combing it back. Damien, Daniel, and David. That's the name of us triplets. Damien is the eldest so he is the Alpha, he is the strongest, very calm and collected, and he talks less but he has a hot temper. Damien takes care of the pack's politics. I am Daniel, the second son, I am more in the middle, I do things fifty-fifty, some days I am jovial, other days I am grumpy, and I take care of the company and family business.

They fight together in a puppy pile, wrestling and giggling with each other. All three boys are up and walking, both Demetrios and Calix are flying, and Brison is using two- and three-word phrases, though the other two are quickly catching up to him. Nine month old triplets are fucking exhausting. And just think, we’ll have another set of triplets in the matter of two months. Six kids under one. What the fuck were we thinking? Especially with two being demi-gods, two being Nephilim, and two being werewolves.

Our home will never be home without my triplet's noises. Mateo’s cries, Darion yelling for my attention and Darina competing with Darion. It has been a long ride and what a crazy adventure it was but look at us now. My triplets are born from the alpha genes of their fathers so they had the added advantage in terms of growth and development compared to the other normal werewolf kids They are much bigger because they grow faster than normal and for a one-year-old, they could talk to me and even walk ahead. And although they are triplets, they look the same. They got Kai’s whole appearance but had different attitudes.

They’re passionate about the first thing they ever decide to do with their lives and are even more passionate about their first love, even if it was infatuation and they maybe just liked the color of their eyes at the moment. That explained her madness over Cannon. Not for once in my life did I forget that there were three of them. Cannon, Kane, and Ian—the Alpha Triplets. Now everyone calls Aurora, Hilda, and I The Chosen Three. I mean, I could’ve come up with something better… I have some ideas…

“You three are acting crazy. We don’t know if we’re mates. This pack and leading it is your legacy. I’m just some type of something. You three are the Alpha Triplets of the Far-Side Moon Pack. I’m just good old Detective Alsie, who doesn’t quite fit in here and who doesn’t quite fit in with the humans either. As wonderful as it sounds, I won’t let any of you give up your legacy or do anything that will hurt the pack.” “Alsie?” “Yes, Alpha.” “You four are mates. 100%, without a doubt, mates. Born to be together, tied together until death.”

They are the heirs to the most powerful pack, considered by many as the royal family of the werewolf kingdom, and the triplets themselves are regarded as princes. Mom and Dad step out first, followed by Alice, who receives assistance from two hands that belong to Cameron and Lorenzo, two of the triplets. Cameron, with jet-black hair and piercing blue eyes, glares at me, while Lorenzo, sporting a similar look, is equally unfriendly. Both have ripped biceps that catch the attention of many she-wolves. The triplets have always been hostile towards me, and I can't figure out why. I don't recall doing anything to provoke their animosity. “Hannah,” Alice calls, pulling me from my thoughts.

It had been easy pushing it away while I was in my room because I had been reading a book to avoid thinking about it but now, in absolute silence with nothing else to do but walking, I couldn't get them off. This was my theory. If the triplets were werewolves, there was a huge possibility that their father also was. It wasn't possible that the three boys were bitten by a wolf and turned at the same time. They had to have been born as wolves and there was only way for that to have happened. They got their genes from their parents. If Albert was a werewolf like his son's, it was possible that he had the same traits as his sons. Maybe he was pretending like his sons and also was two-faced.

This was a new series in favorite movie of the family's. As the credits rolled, the room erupted into cheers and applause. The triplets were all grinning from ear to ear, acting out their favorite characters. Alpha and Flame were smiling and laughing. I joined in, clapping and cheering along with the rest of them. It was moments like these that reminded me of just how much I loved and adored my family.