Novel & Cerita Bad Touch Trio Hetalia

"I heard the Alpha king took her and the triplets on a trip to some exotic island or something." "Not just an exotic island! A friend of mine saw them in Hawaii." "Hawaii? Lucky!" "Yeah, I heard the triplets beat up some local werewolves for Daciana." Daciana tensed up at that last part, remembering the context. The image of Kellen standing up against that Gamma, who bullied her on the beach, was still fresh in her head, regardless of how shitty he and his brothers were acting right now. Meanwhile, Elena seemed to sense her unease and leaned in close. "Don't mind them," she whispered. "They're just bored and jealous and will talk about anything."

It doesn’t have the same effect it would on a lower-ranked wolf—JoJo’s alpha-blooded—but since Fati took the alpha position, JoJo can still draw some comfort from me. Her body eases just slightly. Her sobs soften, but don’t stop. “He said… he loves someone else. That he won’t accept any other mate.” Fuck. “JoJo, I’m so sorry. He’s an asshole. You’re better off without him. You’ll get a second chance and then—” “That’s not all.” Her voice is so broken, it barely registers. “We’re part of a trio.” I freeze. She lets out a sob like it’s being ripped from her chest. “I can still feel everything from the bond. And I felt him have sex with the other wolf… the same night he rejected me.”

I asked. “Close enough to trip the outer sensors,” Nathan said. “Not close enough to breach anything. Yet. That word matters.” “Who are they?” “Two unaffiliated wolves, based on the readings. Rogue, probably. The third is harder to place. Could be scouting for a pack. Could be someone working alone who heard the same rumor everyone else has heard.” “What rumor?” “That something happened to a rejected mate that shouldn’t have been possible,” Neil said. “That’s all it takes. Nobody needs the full story to want a piece of it.”

"I can't be your mate. I am nothing more than a slave in this palace." The triplets exchanged a knowing look before Damian stepped forward. His voice was laced with authority as he spoke, "Nathalia, you may be a slave, but that does not diminish the pull we feel towards you. We are the Alpha of this pack, and our instincts do not lie. moreover, your father was an alpha, No?" I couldn't deny the inexplicable connection I felt towards them. Their mere presence ignited a fire within me, a primal desire that left me conflicted. But the thought of becoming their mate, willingly accepting my position as subservient to the triplets, went against every fiber of my being.

Lynn begged, leaning her forehead onto his. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before looking back at me. Once this war is over it will be me and you on our training ground it will be a fight to the death.” He said, and I nodded, understanding that my fate is sealed. “Makahi I know you have rules about humans but I would like to call my best friend Trixie, she is ex military, special ops.” The Luna said, looking at Makahi. “OH, HELL NO THE FUCK YOU NOT! That girl is bat shit crazy. Absofuckinglutely not, Lahni I swear to god I will stab you if you call that hoe.” Mina said, getting up following Lahni to the park SUV. “Who the hell is Trixie, and can anyone be worse than them?” Monteg

, She just had to go on and on making the triplets feel uncomfortable. The hater alpha had to emphasize her weakness which made her pitiful until one of the triplets couldn't take it anymore and at the brink of chaos almost smashed the meeting table until he forced restraint. He looked like he was about to explode as his dark red eyes illuminated more and his fist clenched violently. Everyone including the Devil Triplets was stunned by the audacity of the Hater alpha towards Anastasia and in the presence of Damien. "Why would anyone seem to hold a grudge on Anastasia?" This question remained raised in the minds of the Triplets as they all tried to settle down. " Just calm down and don't give

Some warriors safeguard the pack, including a Gamma and a Beta, who work closely with the Alpha and Luna. I swiftly shed my clothes and step under the comforting stream of hot water. Aware of the potential intrusion, I hurriedly shampoo my hair with the meager amount provided, rinsing it out before applying conditioner, allowing it to soak briefly. Hastily, I cleanse my body, anxious to avoid any unexpected visitors. Once I finish, I brush my teeth, catching sight of my split lip—a testament to the actions of Damian, the Alpha's son. He's one of the cruelest individuals I've encountered. Simply being in his presence is enough to provoke his sadistic torment. To make matters worse, his girlfr

But, what they touch will always prosper. “Many single-mated Alphas were jealous and war was waged. Long and bloody, the war eradicated all mate trios that were found. The packs of the mate trios were absorbed into other packs and that part of our history was erased. The new Alphas didn’t want it to be wide-spread knowledge that mate trios could exist. Seeing the destruction that had come to her beloved trios, Selene made the trios dormant for three generations, making sure that the desire to kill the trios was gone. About three generations ago, she allowed trios to be born into packs again, but they were not as numerous as they once were. And most trios were not acknowledged because i

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

I worked hard to put food on the table for my triplets, but I didn't ask for handouts. “Don't be stubborn. You need energy.” Ryder grumbled, his voice sounding like a command wrapped in concern. I turned to him and shot him a icy glare. “Don't lecture me.” “Miss, try a little. I promise all this food is safe,” Noah pleaded again, pushing a delicious-smelling bagel toward me. His face was hopeful, like a puppy trying to please its owner. “I—”