Is Dream Actually A Triplet Novels & Stories

I knew they could hear my heart redlining in my chest. “You’re the match, Daniels,” Nickie said, his voice dropping to a low, authoritative rumble. “The Moretti line usually produces one match for a set of triplets because our neural signatures are identical. We’re essentially three versions of the same core. And that core belongs to you.” “I know how the genetics work, Nickie,” I snapped, wiping my eyes. “I’m the one who handles the data around here, remember? One fertilised egg, one neural-link, one partner.”

I wasn’t the only one struggling to sleep, Mum kept waking up screaming…Dad having to calm her deteriorating state at the death of her twin sister, our beloved Aunt. Something completely inconceivable to myself, I was the eldest of triplets…I couldn’t even start to comprehend what she was going through. The triplet bond was meant to be just as strong as a mate bond. Souls created at the same time left a mark on each other. I kept waking in a cold sweat from seeing a hooded figure in the cave, tied with bloodied ropes…struggling to breathe…trembling with fear.

“You can also take some food to those kids, I mean your best friend's kids,” Emma knew he was referring to the triplet. She had always known that Liam thought the kids weren't hers, and she wouldn't blame him for thinking that way. Who would even believe that she had triplets? If she doesn't say it or show them some proof? She had a perfect body and seemed to have the perfect life, no one would suspect that. “Yeah, I'm sure that they would love to have some food. Why are you suddenly talking about them?” Emma asked, curiously.

Ricky urged, his hand reaching out to brush away the tears that stained my cheeks. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my trembling voice as I recounted the horrors of my dream. As I spoke, the triplets listened intently, their expressions growing increasingly grim with each passing moment. When I had finished, there was a heavy silence that hung in the air. The triplets exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with concern as they struggled to find the right words to comfort me. “It was just a nightmare, Shannon,” Jules said finally, his voice soft but reassuring. “We’re all here, and we’re not going anywhere.”

I asked. "Wow, you look like you just met your mates" Lilith said suddenly. "What? My gourds? What do you mean?" I asked in surprise. Lilith smiles and reminds me that James, Bennet and Alan are triplets. "What? That's not possible! They're bastards!" I said.

"They're coming for you specifically. You're not just collateral damage in their vendetta against the triplets. You're the primary target." The revelation sent ice through my veins. "Why? What did I ever do to them?" "It's not about what you did," Jimmy explained. "It's about what you represent. The Brothers believe that the triplets' power comes from their bond with you. They think if they eliminate you, the brothers will tear each other apart fighting over your loss. It'll destabilize Winslow, maybe even start a civil war among the packs." "That's insane," Nicole breathed, horror evident in her voice.

"By sleeping with me, the Mark didn't just tie you to me. We are triplets. We share a soul, a bloodline, and a throne. You are physically and spiritually bonded to all three of us simultaneously." ​I felt sick. My stomach twisted into a knot. "So what? I'm just... shared property? One girl for three monsters?" ​"You are our mate," Silas corrected. "The missing piece. Without you, our wolves are unstable. We’ve been searching for you for longer than you've been alive." ​Suddenly, a sound filled my head. It wasn't a voice—it was a feeling. A deep, rumbling hum that felt like a warm blanket, followed by a edge of hunger, and a soft, pleading whine. It was coming from them, but their mouths were

She pulled away and looked at me "My dream" "Come on, are you blaming yourself now? His death must have been a coincidence with your dream" I tried to believe as much as possible. "Let's go home" *** "Lunch is ready sweetie" mom called and I jumped out smiling. She carried a tray of cookies in her hands, walking towards me but she suddenly jerked and the tray fell off her hands to the floor, the cookies lettered all over her feet.