Howlstone Academy: 300 Days With The Alpha Beta Triplets Novels & Stories

“Then listen carefully. You’re not to leave this pack for the next four days. No wandering. No games. If you do, there will be consequences.” “Yes, Alpha.” Her voice came out soft, obedient—but her heart wouldn’t stop racing. Aaron studied her for a moment longer, eyes lingering on her neck where the triplets had marked her. Then he turned to the men. “You’re dismissed.” The triplets bowed again and melted into the forest, silent as shadows. As soon as they were gone, Aaron’s tone softened. “You scared me last night.” Kira blinked, caught off guard. “You… were worried?”

Seeing his mother happy brought him immense joy. Not wanting to disturb the heartfelt reunion, Alpha Wade didn't waste time enjoying the food. Instead, he happily served his great-grandchildren, their smiles never fading. Nelly knew she had made the right decision in keeping the triplets when she saw how content Alpha Wade was. Though there were risks involved, it was all worth it. Alpha Wade looked at Nelly and spoke up, his voice filled with concern. “Nelly, do the children know who their father is?” Nelly shook her head. “They've never asked me that question.”

There’s the scraping of a chair, and Delta Greg gets up from the table and walks out into the garden. “Do you mean to tell me that not once in fourteen years has Cole celebrated his pup’s birthday?” Alpha Lucas’s voice deepens, laced with the timbre of his wolf. His eyes are black pools as they bore into me. Luna Allison places a hand on his arm to calm him, but she looks furious as well. “That’s correct, Alpha,” I mumble, feeling like the biggest shit imaginable. “I’m going to be having words with my Beta in the morning,” he growls, before getting up and following Greg out into the garden.

Before I could ask what was going on, I heard the loud revving of power bikes. My stomach tightened as I moved toward the window, already knowing what I would see, and my breath caught in my throat as the engines came to a stop outside. Just as I expected it was them - the same boys that had been making life at Hawthorne High a nightmare for me - the Alpha's triplet sons, Liam, Randy and Carl Hawthorne. They were the hottest guys in the whole school and equally the most annoying as they always found a way to rudely remind everyone of their status as the heirs to the throne of the pack. They were literally untouchable.

“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.

Before I could ask who it was, the door opened. "How were you able to open the door?" I sighed deeply, already knowing the answer to my question. The triplets were custodians of Hallow Hades, of course they had spares to every lock. The night was still young. Axel's eyes glittered under the moonlight. The first Alpha of the triplets looked at me for a long moment, his eyes moving immediately to my hand. "How are you feeling?" He reached for my hand, gently caressing it as if it were a piece of precious pearl.

"Touch my children and I will tear this place down piece by piece." The woman let out a soft, mocking laugh. She didn't look at the triplets. She didn't even look at Caleb, who was shivering, with his silver light completely extinguished. Instead, her eyes settled on Nate’s petrifying body. "Your children?" she said, tilting her head. "Why would we want them? They are wild and unpredictable. Hard to control too. What we wanted is the Alpha's blood-debt." She tapped her tablet, and the red eyes of the Synthetic wolves flickered to blue.

“We claim the hill. You want it back, fight us for it.” A moment of silence, then everything happened at once—the Old Alpha snarled, her wolves surged forward, and the night filled with the sounds of murder. The strange thing was, even in the teeth and the blood, it wasn’t chaos. This time, every move the triplets made was in support of her, flanking, buying seconds, showing the world in muscles and torn flesh that she wasn’t a pawn, but a Queen.

John asked me, “Why didn’t Noah come back with you?” “Noah had things to do at the company,” I said. “But today’s the day for you two to apply for the mate bond,” Lisa said. “He should be here with you celebrating.” John nodded. “Being an Alpha means taking care of the pack and business, but a happy family matters, too. I will talk to him.” I couldn’t keep lying to them, not when they had treated me like their family. I looked down. “I’m sorry. I lied. In a few weeks, Noah will find out my signature is invalid. And… I just got into the Werewolf Academy’s program oversea. I am leaving in a few days.”

"Three weeks. The deterioration is accelerating. We've tried everything we know, but nothing's working. You're our last hope." I glanced at Ella sleeping beside me. Peaceful. Safe. We'd fought so hard to get here. "I'll help," I said quietly. "Send me all the details. Medical reports, bond analysis, everything you have." "Thank you, Alpha Torres. I'll send everything within the hour." The call ended. I sat in the darkness, processing what I'd just agreed to. "Kyle?" Ella's voice was sleepy. "Who was that?" "An Alpha from Oregon. They have a young she-wolf with a triad bond. She's dying."