Her Triple Alphas Novels & Stories

“A wish?” She nodded. “Anything.” I sat back, suddenly alert. “What kind of ritual?” Valerie hesitated before she spoke. “It’s for the werewolf kingdom. They’re choosing a bride for the Alphas.” I stared at her taken aback by her words. “You’re joking.” “I wish I was,” she said quietly and sighed. “The alphas are triplets. Powerful, feared. No one knows anything about them except that they’re ruthless and I also heard they’re ugly. People say they can’t find a bride in their kingdom.

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.

"Why can't you do it? We are only faking this so, you don't need to get worried." "But you're my mate!" "Thank goddess, you're aware of that. But I need you close to me. I need a woman so I can protect my position as the Alpha of my Pack." He said, pleading with his eyes. "So this is about your pack?" "Yes. What else would be more important to me? Let me break this down to you, Raya. You are not my type but you are my mate and that would strengthen me if we come together. That's all I need from you."

I nodded yes but she just kept rocking me some more until I stopped shaking. We sat quietly for a few more minutes until the doorbell rang, disturbing our peaceful moment. “That will be the Alpha and Luna. Remember I told you they were stopping by today?” She asked without pausing for an answer. “They brought the triplets with them so go wash your face and get dressed quickly. You can all play together while we talk.” “But I don’t want to play with them.” I grumbled. “They're mean to me!” “They're just rambunctious thirteen year-old boys. I'm sure they aren't trying to be mean. But they are our future Alphas so try to have patience with them, okay?” She said, swatting my behind and pushing m

I slammed my forehead with my palm, “Where could she be… she doesn't know anywhere around here.” I walked up the stairs, entered my room, om and sat on the bed, my hands ran through my shoulder-length wavy blonde hair, combing it back. Damien, Daniel, and David. That's the name of us triplets. Damien is the eldest so he is the Alpha, he is the strongest, very calm and collected, and he talks less but he has a hot temper. Damien takes care of the pack's politics. I am Daniel, the second son, I am more in the middle, I do things fifty-fifty, some days I am jovial, other days I am grumpy, and I take care of the company and family business.

River yelled in annoyance that his brother fell on top of him then roughly shoved Chase onto the floor. "You don't deserve her either." River turned, shoving Drake hard, making him roll off the bed too. "Who is your perfect Alpha?" River's voice dropped, his body leaning over me and lips sitting right over mine. "You know I love each of you the same. You are all my perfect Alphas." I said, never taking my eyes off of him. Living with identical triplets meant constant fighting about every little thing. I found it amusing and I knew their bond was inseparable.

As I approached the venue, I took a deep calming breath, reminding myself once more not to listen to all kinds of words they've probably came up with over the night just to say to me as they aren’t true. It never ends, each day they had something new but the point is never to allow their words get to me. When I got there, I completely ignored their taunting words, focusing on the ceremony, the only reason I'm here. But to my surprise the event have already started. The Alpha fight ceremony was held for the sons of the Alpha of blood river pack. The Alpha had two grown up sons of months apart, and only one can take over as the Alpha of their pack, hence the duel.

Rumors had it that the triplet boys shared one mate and were fighting dirty about who was deserving of her. It was crazy how the moon goddess created werewolves and Lycans. It was even crazier that twins and triplets could one mate because of their DNA. This was going to cause a lot of trouble between Ziah and his brothers. My ribs squeezed tight with envy. The girl was a lucky bastard, having three powerful alphas vying for her attention. If one of them misbehaved, she had two others to lean on, unlike loners like myself. Curious, I crept to the window facing downstairs and peeped out, trying not to be seen. I caught a glimpse of the girl. She was petite and rocked a pixie hairstyle. She wa

She was speaking freely with Jenna, like she has known her all her life. It always amazed me how women would spend five minutes with each other and they'd become besties. I don’t know about human men but the thing that brings alphas close is pack business. And as soon as they leave that circle, it ends. Unless something comes up and they need allies. Our life is pretty easy and uncomplicated that way. “Good luck, guys.” Delilah calls out as we all filed out of the house. I haven’t seen most of the pack members. Though I presumed they were either at work or their various activities.

“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.