Fated To The Alpha–and His Triplet Brothers Novels & Stories

The Triplets were fast asleep already and judging from the meetings that were held this evening, I knew they needed all the rest they could get, so I chose not to let my insomnia disturb them. It would have been pretty nice to spend the night in their arms, talking about the future we imagine, but then I also longed for some peace and quiet. And just as though the universe could sense I would rather not be disturbed, the night whispered soothing words to me as it welcomed me to the garden. One thing that amused me was the way the brothers had handled their pack in our absence… This same pack was what the late Alpha Ryder wanted them to tussle for. Rory, being the eldest, holds the throne as

“Those Neons were created for you. For your destiny as Alpha to be protected. You don’t know how much I’ve sacrificed for you.” He had always been a manipulator. I refused to fall for it. “I think you should know something,” he continued. “Then maybe you’ll understand why I did what I did.” I didn’t respond. “Bruno isn’t your only brother. You were born a triplet, you, him, and Bruno, on the full moon, and you know what that means, son.” My blood ran cold. That can’t be true.

They sported strange purple eyes and dark hair, and they all huddled together, away from the witches and the vampires. As they gathered at the entrance of the mansion, Diana stepped outside with her brothers flanking her on both sides. Alpha Alaric then walked out majestically, his mate beside him, and he began to address the crowd. "Allow me to introduce you to my children. The triplets, and future Alphas of the pack. Alden, Asher and Axel." A large number of the girls in the crowd giggled shyly when they noticed how handsome the triplets were.

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.

He looked up as we barged in, his expression shifting from surprise to understanding. "You know something," I accused, stepping forward. "About us having the same mate." Dad set down his papers carefully. "I was wondering when this day would come." "Cut the cryptic shit," Nathan snarled. "Is it possible? For four brothers who aren't twins to share one mate?" "You knew?" Nathan's voice cracked with disbelief. "Yes." Dad stood, moving to face us directly. "It was prophesied before any of you were born. The oracle of the Moon Goddess herself spoke of four alpha brothers, born for rule different pack but united in blood, who would share a single mate."

That would be why we separated the pack the way we did. “Thank you for letting us become part of your pack,” Drew says. “We are also grateful for you letting us join.” Fernando states. “All of you are very welcome. We are glad to have you in our pack.” I say. I do explain about Dominick and I being brothers and what happened to me. I also explain that I will be around but that Dominick is the main Alpha. “What about the triplets?” Drew asks.

"Why waste my breath? Did you expect me to cry over how I thought we were friends? Give me a break." Clyde is quiet for a moment, studying me. Then his smile widens, "I always did like that spunk about you. But it's not going to save your brother, and it's not going to save you from meeting the same fate as Teresa. Chris will raise his grandson to become the next Alpha, and once he's of age, then both you and Morris will be expendable." My claws are already slicing at the rope binding my wrists.

Dear readers, In a world where love is tangled with betrayal and vengeance, every choice carries a scar. As you uncover the secrets behind Fated to the Alpha Who Killed My Sister, your voice matters more than you know. After reading, please share your thoughts. I’d truly love to hear what you feel. 🖤

I retched immediately, bile rising in my throat. I knew what that was. He’d crushed the man’s skull. Just like that. He’d killed someone begging for justice. My stomach twisted. He was just like his brother. “My brother killed your alpha! My brother! Not me! Not my mate!” he roared. My breath caught. Mate? Who… who did he just call his mate? “How dare you lay a hand on what's mine!” How dare you make her bleed! Neither of you leaves here alive!” he roared again.

Sometimes I wished he would, sometimes I wished someone would just see how badly I was breaking. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s get out of here before…” But he didn’t get the chance to finish. The hallway went quiet. Four figures walked in from the far end, and just like that, every head turned toward them. Aiden. Adrian. Asher. Axel. The Alpha’s sons. The quadruplets. People moved aside without being told, making a clear path like they were royalty. And in a way, they were. They ruled the school, the pack, everything.