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

Measured, unhurried, deliberate. I looked up, and my first glimpse of the Triplet Alphas came like a punch to the chest. They descended in perfect synchrony, as if they had rehearsed the movement a thousand times. All three were tall, broad-shouldered, with the same dark hair and angular features as their father. But where Marcus was cold stone, his sons were forged steel—sharp, gleaming, dangerous. I had heard stories about them even in my old pack. The Triplet Alphas. The untouchable princes of Silver Creek. Boys who had been raised on power and cruelty in equal measure.

The previous day’s events came crashing towards me as I recalled how I had fought everyone and even Steve. But even the details of my fight with him were hazy. I wasn’t sure if I had really defeated him or it had just been my imagination before I had slumped to the ground. Hesitant, I only gave her a small smile and looked around, “Have you seen the alpha?” She shook her head, “We were told by the beta and gamma that he was busy with something and not even go looking for him, any issues that we had could go to them both. So, I am not really sure….”

And the first job was to kidnap the Son of my Father’s Beta in exchange for ransom. Although Sen had been a hardened killer and fighter at just the fickle age of 14, he hadn’t hurt anyone except it boiled down to his own survival. But he had no choice or he would be kicked back out of the safety of the ‘pack.’ So he agreed and did it. My Father’s Beta's son was supposed to be my Beta once I became the Alpha of the pack. He kidnapped my future Beta and killed him—obviously he’d been lied to and forced to pull the trigger on the shivering 13-year-old boy or his ‘Alpha’ would waste him.

“You could have done that and also planned to do the same to me, so you could have Teresa all for yourself, hmm?!” “What?” Bennett breathed. “Keller, that’s a very serious accusation! Bennett would never!” “Oh, you think so?! I think…” I hunched over, blocking my ears. The verbal fight had become too much that I had to press my ears close with my hands. What had come over the three brothers? Were they possessed? What are all these fights about me? We had created a scene, and most of the guards and omegas in the alpha house were secretly watching us.

“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.”

I offered weakly. Nina pressed both hands against her face and let out a long breath through her fingers. "Three Alpha brothers. Three of them. Supposedly the most powerful wolves in the country. And not one of them remembered to feed the pregnant woman carrying their baby." "That's not fair, they've been—" "It's completely fair. What is the point of having three mates if none of them can remember a sandwich?"

My pack will have nothing to stop them now if I give the order. The wolves of the other's pack looked at each other. Their alpha was missing for all that. They didn't know if he had run away. They had trusted him after he had told them things his way and they had followed in his footsteps faithfully. They didn't trust the two twins, but after seeing how he reacted to the words of that she-wolf they had once discriminated against and was now an alpha... things were more confusing. They all looked at each other for an answer. They had no alpha to rule them now so the decision had to be unanimous. At last one of them nodded and stepped forward almost limping, his head lowered at the snarls of t

"He thinks he trapped the Alpha. He thinks he can wait us out. But he made a mistake." I looked down at my daughter. Her tiny hand reached up and wrapped around my finger. Her grip was impossibly strong. "He forgot that a pack has two heads," I said. "He took your Alpha." I raised my chin. My scars flared bright silver, illuminating the dank bunker. "But he left you the Queen." Jax straightened his spine. He hit his fist against his chest. "Blackthorn!" he barked. Mara joined in. "Blackthorn!"

“According to the moon goddess, your triplets are going to have the same wolf and this means that they would have the same mate.” It was shocking for the Alpha and Luna because how could three men have the same wolf? When they clocked fifteen years old, they heard the same voices at the same time fitting into the ears of the triplet. “Hi, I'm victor and I am your wolf!” However, as time went on things began to change and Alexander became terrible.

she had replied. Those had been the last words Zach ever heard. After Zach’s death, the pack had held a proper burial for their Alpha. The ceremony had lasted three days, with pack members from neighboring territories coming to pay their respects. The Alpha had been loved by many, and his death had been felt far beyond their own pack lands. The ritual to make the triplets the new Alphas had been beautiful and solemn. All three brothers had knelt before the pack elders while ancient words were spoken over them. When they stood up, they were no longer just the Alpha’s sons; they were the Alphas themselves.