Claimed By My Three Alphas Mga Nobela at Kwento

she asks. "Yes, take messages, I won't be long" I leave the office hurriedly, under the judgmental gazes of the staff. I know they're wondering why her, why Mitchell... But I have no explanations to give. I'm the boss, my will is the law. If you were in the pack, you'd know that a mere glance means defying the order of the pack and the alpha. But you're not. The only thing I can do is ignore it and go to lunch.

“I’m not a toy. I’m not a pawn in some ancient werewolf bloodline soap opera. You don’t get to keep things from me.” He met my eyes and that's when he said it. “There was a third Alpha.” My chest cracked. “He was stronger than the rest of us. Violent and impossible to control. He ripped apart his own pack at fourteen. He was not rogue, but was exiled. Because no one could kill him.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Because we didn’t know he was still alive.” “But now you think he is.” “I don’t think. I know.”

Strange ! "I don't understand why would you do that?" Bellamy asked. "Because it wasn't your room, it's leilah's room and she truly owns it, I can't be selfish and hurt her because you are my friend, I am the Alpha of this pack and I most be objective and honest." Alpha Jake answered. "I understand where this is coming from, this hypocrite decided to sleep outside yesterday's night so she will fall sick and then you will feel guilty and sorry for you, You are just a lying witch I knew it." Bellamy shouted.

“Kai’s been clear about it, keeps saying Freddie’s scent marks him as mate, not just pack.” Logan shifts, his gaze flicking to Freddie, then back to us. “Steel’s the same, insists it’s a bond, deep, the kind that doesn’t break.” I feel River settle a bit at hearing it out loud, like admitting it takes some of the pressure off, but it opens up the mess we’re in, three alphas all tied to one person, something that’s never happened in any pack I’ve heard of. “But three of us to one,” I say, keeping my voice low so Freddie doesn’t wake, “that’s not normal, packs don’t work that way, one alpha per mate, or close to it, but never all three like this.”

“Is there a problem?” Seraphina’s smile didn’t fade. “Not at all. I just find it interesting how quickly attention shifts.” Her friend laughed. “Alphas love novelty.” “Especially broken ones,” Seraphina added lightly. My mouth opened in shock. “I didn’t ask for their attention,” “Oh, sweetheart.” Seraphina leaned closer. “That’s the lie they all tell themselves.” Her friend circled me. “You should learn your place before the drill. They would rip you apart. You are too weak for them.”

I'm sure Zed was spewing nonsense about us being mates, and then Erebus too. “How can I be mated to three men at once?” I asked only to see him , reaching his fingers to graze my pips. “I'm not sure about that either, but I had seen the look in my brother's eyes and that of the Alpha Kings as well; they longed for you. Did you know they had beaten each other to a pulp when you left? I'm certain they want to be with you as well... But I won't let them take you away from me,“ He complained.

“Rest now. Feel your pups move. Know that you are cradled by three alphas who choose you every day. Together. No more cracks tonight. Only strength.” I closed my eyes, surrounded by their heat and the constant, reassuring pressure of their hands on my swollen belly. The flutters continued inside, strong and steady. The argument had been faced. The cracks had been named and acknowledged. The bond between my alphas, though tested, still held. For now. I was theirs. All of theirs. And they were learning, slowly and painfully, how to share the deepest parts of that claim without breaking. The external threats loomed larger outside the Den, but inside, for this moment, the triad remained whole.

“That doesn’t mean she can’t be punished. Until she makes another mistake, of course.” I hated the way they talked about me like I wasn’t present. Winnie sighed dramatically, as if she were being denied a favorite toy. “Fine. But next time, I want her gone.” My stomach twisted, rage bubbling beneath my skin. Not because of Winnie’s words, I had expected as much from her. But because of them. The Alphas. The ones who were supposed to lead this pack. The ones who allowed their subordinates to act like wild animals, preying on those weaker than them without consequence.

Hi, Purplelites! It’s been a while since the last time I left you a message. For those who are new, I welcome you with a warm heart. By the way, I have already started with the third and last book called Saving My Alpha. I hope that this book will answer all the unanswered questions that you have. Saving My Alpha is the continuation of both Claiming My Alpha and Redeeming My Alpha and more. The timeline takes place before Anya turns 18 and is about to shift with her wolf.

My heart stutters; of course it does, why wouldn't it? Everyone knows the names of the three men the Goddess just bonded me to, even lowly Omegas like me. Nyall, Fenric and Orien. And they're not just men, they’re all Alphas, the triplet sons of Lord Alpha Theron, born in the same hour, trained for pack wars. No one knows which one of them will take the throne but all three are untouchable except now… they’re bound to me. Me, an Omega!! I don’t move, infact I can’t move, and then the three of them step forward.