Is Dream Actually A Triplet Novels & Stories

"This magic is beyond my ability to break. Only the one who cast it can undo it." The brothers exchanged dark looks. "Tell us everything," Damon commanded, his Alpha voice leaving no room for refusal. "Now." So I told them. I told them about the voice that had come to me in my dreams weeks ago. A smooth, seductive voice promising me everything I'd ever wanted. "You love them, don't you?" the voice had whispered. "The Blackthorne triplets. You've loved them your whole life." "Yes," I'd answered in my dream.

“Sit. Please.” I obeyed, albeit nervously. There was something about her that demanded attention—a quiet strength that I couldn’t ignore. “I hear you’ve been... entangled with the Alpha Triplets,” she said, her tone carefully neutral. I stiffened. “I—well, yes.” Amara studied me for a moment before leaning forward. “Do you know why the Moon Goddess gave you three mates?” Her question caught me off guard, and I shook my head. “No. I don’t understand any of it. It feels more like a curse than a blessing.”

I wasn’t even a Luna and in the next week my contract would be over and my title as Lucien’s wife will be gone. We'd just turned down a corridor when someone shot out from an open doorway, fingers wrapping around my wrist and yanking me sideways with brutal force. I stumbled into the room and a scream building in my throat, but died when his scent hit me. Winter frost, dominance and barely leashed violence. The door slammed shut behind me and he stood in front of me. Axel Throne, the first triplet. The one that had made his other brothers reject me too. Hotter than I remembered and even more dangerous. Those silver eyes that haunted my nightmares blazed with something I couldn't name. Shock

I replied and Aaron burst out laughing, cheering my idea with another clink of our bottles. Rhys screamed at our sons but the werewolves and dragons seemed to have tuned out the outside world. Only the enemy existed with them in their isolated universe. The pack members had gathered in the woods by this time except for the rest of the two sets of triplets. The Goddess knows where were they went to stir trouble. However, I had pretty much given up. I was not aware that my mate’s sperm and mine were so potent to make triplets every time we ditched the c*ndom. The three sets of triplets were only a year apart from each other and given their close ages, they seemed to create the same problems ni

I informed her “That’s the Fated mate bond guiding you together, once you have been within a certain proximity the legend is that a strong bond can appear in dreams as a clue. Of sorts anyway but it’s never been seen by normal wolves. As far as I’m aware only Alpha blood is strong enough for that pull!” Dad told us “The dreams I had were specific and matched how we met but I don’t carry Alpha blood” Angel replied

Amina tells me the story about her banishment exactly as she had in the dream, except Dylan looks at me and says, “It’s just like in the dream I had.” “Tell us about the dream, Dylan,” I say. Dylan starts outlining the exact same dream I woke up from this morning. “I had that same dream!” I exclaim. “Maybe that dream ability from your dream is real and since we are Fated Mates we shared the dream. Both Ace and I had the dream,” Dylan says. “Oh My Goddess! I wonder what else is real?” I exclaim.

"Three of them—identical triplets. They're senior students in the Elemental Magic department. And they're all mated to the same female." Sebastian's eyebrows shoot up. "A shared mate?" His wolf bristles at the concept, instinctively rejecting the idea of sharing what belongs to him. The very thought makes his arm tighten around Lyric's waist. Riley nods enthusiastically, clearly delighted to be the source of supernatural gossip. "The Draconis triplets share a single mate. It's a dragon thing—apparently when they're hatched as multiples, they're destined to share. Their mate is some water elemental. I've only seen her once, but she's gorgeous—all ethereal and glowy.'“

My triplet brothers; Raegan, Damian and Rune. It couldn’t be possible. The moon goddess was surely playing some sort of cruel, sick game on me. Surely, this was just all a dream… No. This was no dream, because dreams don’t give you the worst event of your life. This was dark and twisted. A nightmare. Raegan was the first to start an approach, his gait exuberant and domineering and for some strange reason, it felt so very… arousing?

“There are only three known triadic bondings recorded in supernatural history. And all of them ended in war. Or coronation.” I stared at him. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying,” he growled, “this isn’t a bond of mates. It’s a trinity. Power, heart, and soul.” “And when one is threatened…” Xanden added, voice tight with realization, “the others rise.” I swallowed, trying to process it—but something else was stirring now. A vision. A memory that wasn’t mine—but maybe belonged to the sea. Or to blood. I saw a throne carved of coral and bone.

I turned, my heart tripping as two men strode forward, their faces mirror images of the stranger I’d met in the woods. My gaze flicked to him, still standing behind me, his golden eyes unreadable. I blinked once. Twice. No—my mind had to be playing tricks on me. I counted again. One man, then another, and another, all the same face, the same body… impossibly mirrored. Triplets. Gods above. Since when was Alpha Damien three people? Or… was this something else entirely? Even if I don't know Alpha Damien I'm very sure he is not—