Fated To The Alpha Triplets Novels & Stories

There’s some fear laced in his voice and in my deluded state I smile because maybe that means my death will be avenged after all. Maybe- “They are not leaving here alive, sweetheart. Neither are you. Stay still, don’t make a move. But you can’t make a move, can you? You are done for. Just a silly little girl that thought she’d found her lifelong mates. I’ll tell you what, girlie. My sons? You hear them? You hear their alpha roars? They were bound to bring chaos into this realm. Triplets are cursed, I’m the man trying to rid our people from them. From my mistakes”

My hands clenched into fists under the table. Then came the much-anticipated topic. "Blue Moon is left without an Alpha," Alpha Aragon said, "Have you decided to step up and take the place, Stuart?" The beta faltered; his expression was taut. "I would never." He cleared his throat, his eyes rolling to me. "Besides, we've already decided on the next Alpha." Anxiety licked at my skin. "You mean—" "Yes, Luna Peony. We all know that the triplets are Alpha Xander's offspring. So they are the ones who deserve to inherit the leadership, regardless of any past agreements."

As I heard him whispering sweet nothings to my ear, I realized that I might be in trouble because my mate would not just be one, but two. Our Alphas were twins: Ethaniel Lynx Stephenson and Elijah Lynx Stephenson. My childhood best friends! To be continued…

The Alpha was alive, barely clinging to consciousness, his face pale and his breaths shallow. “No,” Alex whispered, his hands balling into fists. Derek’s lips moved again, his voice weak. “Help me…please.” Alex stormed over, his expression dark. “You’re supposed to be dead.” Derek’s eyes fluttered open, filled with pain and confusion. “Alex…what are you talking about?” “There can’t be two Alphas in the same pack. It would have been different if we were related,” Alex snarled, his voice laced with bitterness. “And we’re not related. You know what that means.”

they can train the triplets to overtake the alpha positions in the future. It wouldn’t be the first. Other packs have female alphas, too. But since there are three of them, it's complicated if they have to hand over the position of Alpha to their mates. If they are mated to alphas, they must leave the pack and be the Lunas of their fated mate’s packs. But if they are all mated to lower-ranked mates, they must stay and hand them the leadership position. Three alphas from different ranks and backgrounds can be complicated. This date may not mean anything to Sebastian, but the same cannot be said about his family. Now that he was of marrying age, they wanted him to take a chosen mate. Most Alph

“She’s ours now, Eli. Fully and irrevocably. Every part of her. You lost your claim the moment you abandoned her. Leave, now. Before we make you regret every single step you took back onto this territory.” Eli’s jaw worked, a muscle twitching in his cheek, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. His gaze finally shifted from me, reluctantly, to look at the three formidable Alphas standing before him—really looked at them, taking in their raw power, their unwavering unity, the undeniable claim in their eyes. And in that moment, he saw what I already knew, what I felt deep in my bones: the triplets weren’t just my Alphas. They weren’t just my protectors. They were my mates. My true m

Author's POV: Hudson who was observing the entire club couldn't help but ask James again, "Tell me more about this Triplets" he said. James chuckled over the soft music. "Well, there isn't anything much to know about them. But Let me tell you, Hudson," James began, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "The Triplets Alphas are not to be taken lightly. They are not only the strongest individuals in the country but also considered by many to be the most handsome. It's like they were blessed with both brawn and beauty."

I explained, and Theo nodded slowly. "Let's look into it, then. You have a feeling she might have something to do with the Alpha's death?" He asked, and I nodded. "The triplets were meant to mate with her, but they chose me instead, and the Alpha died shortly after he gave us his permission." "Something does look sneaky about the whole thing. We'll look into it." ~ Later that evening, Theo and I were going around, looking for the maids, who personally tended to the late Alpha.

My thoughts flew to the stories the elders used to tell around the bonfires when I was still just a young wolf with silly dreams about destiny. They spoke of the "Curse of the Trinity." The legend said that a Luna with three Alpha mates was destined for death from her very first breath. It was said that the power and possessive instincts of three Alphas were too great to be shared, even with their own mate. According to the ancients, they would fight over her until their packs destroyed one another and blood soaked the ground. In the end, the Luna would be prevented from being with all of them: the constant dispute between the men she loved would tear her in two. She wouldn't be able to choo

She never removes ambition—she only reshapes it. Elara was meant to be leverage. Now she is the spark. And whether the triplets like it or not, the fire that follows will be one they are blamed for starting. Let them cling to fate. I will cling to war. Because in the end, fate bows to the Alpha who is willing to bleed for control—and make others bleed first.