Claimed By My Three Alphas Novels & Stories

A sinister smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he continued, "It seems that my brothers are also interested in you, and we can't go around fighting over a she-wolf like you, not even if you are my mate. So, I have organized a threesome for us – we are going to have a lot of fun." The words hit me like a physical blow, their implications sending a shockwave of horror through my body. I stared up at him, my eyes wide with disbelief. This couldn't be happening, it had to be some twisted nightmare. But the destructive glow in their eyes and the way they closed in around me told me that this was all too real. Panic seized me, and I scrambled to my feet, my hands trembling as I frantically

I was at advantage with my height but that doesn’t mean that both of them are lacking. Alpha Riley and Alpha Zacharious. Together with I, we made the Tri-Alpha, three sets of Alpha who rules the world of wolves and rogues. We do not have our own pack because every pack answers to us. Once their Alpha swore their oath of obedience to us, their pack is our pack.

“Freya.” “Which pack?” I hesitated for a second before answering. “NorthRidge.” Murmurs spread quietly across the room. The Alpha leaned back slightly in his chair. “What is a NorthRidge wolf doing alone in the middle of nowhere?” His tone was not soft, but it was not cruel either. I swallowed slowly. “I left.” One warrior frowned immediately. “You left your pack?” Another looked suspicious. “That never ends well.” The Alpha lifted his hand slightly, silencing them.

" In their direction, he turned. “How certain are we that the three of you are not the targets of a personal grudge?" Alpha Michael enquired. The three alphas in front of him didn't appeal to him. He thought they were too haughty and conceited. When interacting with them, there was something that made him feel raw.

he said, his voice low and possessive. Jessica bristled at his words. She had always resisted his advances, and she wasn't about to let him claim her now. "You can't just kiss me and claim me like I'm some kind of possession," she spat. Lucas took a deep breath and released her, his expression softening. "I know, and I'm sorry," he said. "But you have to understand that as the alpha, it's my duty to protect and provide for the pack. And I can't do that without a mate by my side."

he said after a moment, “then we have a bigger problem than just a shared mate. In fact, having a shared mate is the least of the problems we need to solve.” I didn’t respond because that was obvious. Our father, the Alpha was the greatest problem because if he gets a hold of Barbara, he wouldn’t think twice before having her executed or jailed if he wants to be empathetic. Geoffrey ran a hand through his hair, pacing slightly now. “No, this doesn’t sit right with me.” “It doesn’t have to,” I said. “It just has to be real, bro! That’s what we need here! Logic! We all have to be realistic about this!”

The table broke into conversation and small talk between the different pack members. "Come now, did you say she is mated to your three sons?" Lizbeth, who sat to the left of Alpha Michael asked him as she took a sip of her glass of wine. "Yes, as the moon would have it, she is mated to my three sons." Alpha Michael replied, giving Becca a smile and shake of his head when she asked if he wanted more wine.

"By the end of this, you’ll be carrying our pups. And you’ll beg us to do it all over again." I smiled through the exhaustion, already feeling the next wave building. "I’m yours," I whispered, voice raw. "All three of you. Use me. Fill me. Break me." As their hands started roaming again, possessive and hungry, I knew I was exactly where I belonged...sandwiched between my three Alphas, ready for whatever filthy, steamy things they wanted to do to their greedy little omega next.

“What our Alpha decides.” My spine stiffened. His Alpha? “You are not the Alpha?” I looked between the three of them, hoping this was a joke. Alphas were stubborn, headstrong beings. Having one bend to another was unprecedented. Having three of their caliber? The man must be a beast. “You have no reason to be afraid. Our Alpha is a merciful man,” the second one said. I lowered myself to the bed, wrapping my arms around my body. Maybe if I made myself look small enough, they would let me go.

Then one of the envoy members beside him steps forward carefully. “Alpha Leon,” the man says quietly, almost cautiously. “Perhaps this should be handled with more restraint.” My breath catches. Alpha. No. No way. The ballroom erupts into whispers almost instantly. “Alpha Leon Valcrest?” “One of the Tribunal Alphas?” “Oh my god…” “The Black Hollow Alpha…” Fear spreads through the room so quickly I can almost feel it physically. Alpha Leon Valcrest. One of the three ruling Alphas of the Alpha Tribunal. And supposedly the most feared among them.