Novel & Cerita Bad Touch Trio Hetalia

Traeger and Dorian shield me protectively. Traeger growls threateningly to the men. “I am your alpha. If you don’t want me to tear you to pieces, you will get out of the way. Now!” The men remain standing as if Traeger has not said a word. It’s almost eerie. I take a closer look seeing that some of them are straining. Traeger takes a more aggressive stance and moves forward. This time his voice is deeper, more menacing. “DID YOU HEAR ME? AS ALPHA OF THIS PACK, I COMMAND YOU TO MOVE OUT OF MY WAY!” Suddenly, a man falls to his knees. He cries out in pain and holds his hands over his head. He begins coughing out blood and falls face down on the floor. His chest is unmoving. I look over in shoc

We couldn't believe that none of them were mated to the triplets. The triplets were getting anxious, especially Lou, our soon-to-be Alpha. He knew that without a mate, he couldn't take over the pack. Then there was Marissa and Lily, they're hoping that they don't have to share a mate. I can't imagine them two having to share a mate, that would be a disaster waiting to happen, and as much as these two fights, oh boy. I would feel sorry for their mate if they do have to share.

I remembered how she responded to me, how her body felt, how she kissed me, how she was wet for me… The thoughts of her in somebody else’s arms started playing tricks on me and I again wanted to kill him, but this time, somehow Caleb pulled back. “She is a Tribrid Roman, you have to consider that.” Art said with a stoic expression on his face. “What do you mean?? What the fuck does any of that mean???! What does it matter? Tribrid or no, she only has one fated mate!”, I spat, finally losing it completely, however, still tethered on the edge of sanity and not going for the kill. A thunderous laugh followed my words and Art genuinely held his stomach laughing at me. “Roman, I love you as a bro

“Listen Little Luna, you know where I stand. I told you I’d give up my title and ride off into the sunset with you.” “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.”

It was possible that Abigail had let it be known that the Triquetra had been told to let Aislen go, and they were wondering at his defiance of her order. There was also the possibility, he admitted to himself, that the pack, or some element within it, were responsible for the spray paint and Molotove cocktail attack on Aislen’s house. Not sanctioned, it wasn’t the style of a sanction pack action, but perhaps someone who objected to the Triquetra’s attachment to Aislen and was trying to scare her away? Some young and reckless alphas all testosterone and no brain cells just like the Triquetra had been a few years before… “You have to stop excusing bad behaviour as being normal,” Aislen scolded

“What a nightmare.” My chest ached, but I didn’t react. I couldn’t. Selene had been tormenting me for years. She enjoyed it. It was a game to her. She watched me for a moment longer before finally stepping back, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “Hurry up, foolish girl. The triplets will be here soon, and they expect perfection.” The triplets. Ronan, Kieran, and Elias. The future Alphas. I swallowed back the wave of anxiety that hit me at the thought of them. If Selene was cruel, they were worse.

Her words were laced with venom, and her group of sycophants giggled in response. I bit my lip, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill. “Leave me alone,” I muttered, reaching for my books. “Aw, the little mate is upset,” Alisa sneered, her voice mockingly sweet. “I mean, who would’ve thought? The Triplets’ mate? An Omega? What a joke.” She leaned closer, her eyes glittering with malice. “What did you do to earn that bond, huh? Spread your legs and hope for the best?”

His ears are perked up, trying to listen to the person’s every step. "Oho!" Do Sejin turns his head. It’s the twins. He raises his brows. How come they are here? Were they following him? They point at the basket full of sex toys. "What is that?" "Do you truly not know?" He asks them, amused by their fake reaction. These are bad girls. One of the twins picks up the dildo and strokes her own cheek with it. “We have better toys." His eyes twinkle, pleased. He still doesn’t know their names. Both of them look the same to him. Even their hairstyles and clothes are the same. But he knows very hell how different their holes feel. "Is that so?"

they have triplets and Caleb. Well, Alpha Riley was also not really clean before marriage. He had this girlfriend in college who gave birth to the triplets, Kevin, Riven and Stefan Smith but due to weakness, his girlfriend died after giving birth to them. Alpha Riley was in depression for four years, until he met his mate, my mother!