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'What three species are we exactly mum and why does it seem that the whole kingdom is against us? 'They aren't against you', she said. 'You are their princes and princess', she said, rubbing her hands on their heads affectionately as they clustered around her. 'They can never dare be against you. It's me they are angry with but I can deal with that', she smiled. 'Think nothing of it! And about your question of your tribrid constitution, I shall explain later but suffice it to say, you are a very special and powerful breed, of part werewolf, part Vampire and part witch!' she revealed.

As I stood up myself, Aurora and Mariposa accosted me. Good Lord please restrain me from not killing these women. "And where do you think you are going to bitch?" Aurora snarled. "I am going far away from you and your badluck before it taints my life" I chuckled. A gasp left her lips. "Are you mad!? You this shameless whore!" Her outburst was attracting the stares of the other wives. "What is going on here?" A woman ambled in our direction. She was very pretty though. The prettiest of all here with her hazel eyes and curly brown hair.

I frown as I look down at my plate. “How doesn’t he? I’m not stupid or smitten that I’m not thinking clearly, but really tell me how has he insulted me? He has a harem? That is common in their culture. Other wives? Again, having multiple wives is considered the norm. Even my vampire cousin has three concubines. So, for him living his life the way their culture teaches them, does not mean he disrespects me.” I say firmly. “Wolves are monogamous. Isn’t it hard for you?” Callista asks gently, tilting her head.

As nightfall approached, I anxiously fiddled with my dress, waiting for Marc to enter the room as he had promised. Earlier, there had been a heated argument among his wives, with Jade, the third wife, who claimed that she was told she would be the last. Blair, on the other hand, couldn't bear the thought of sharing her husband with another woman more beautiful than her and demanded that I be kicked out. Rona simply insisted that Marc sends me packing without offering a reason. As a maid led me to the bedroom, I already knew that my time here would not be easy. Never in my twenty years of existence did I imagine that I would end up marrying a man with three wives and becoming the fourth.

“Now Garrick’s going to wonder why. He’s going to dig. Ask questions. And when he figures out she’s our mate, do you know what’s going to happen?” “She’s not our mate,” Jax shot back. “She’s mine. You two don’t feel anything.” “We feel it,” Riven said, certainty in his tone. “That’s impossible.” The silence that followed was heavy and suffocating. “This can’t be real,” I said finally. “Three brothers sharing one mate? That doesn’t happen.” “It’s happening now,” Riven murmured, staring at nothing. Seeing something the rest of us couldn’t. “In the archives, there are stories about women marked with three crescents. Triple bonds.”

The sign plates were under the portraits. “Alicia Elizabeth. Died at twenty-seven.” “Luisa Valencia. Twenty years.” “Amila Lavinia. Still alive.” “But often falls sick,” Tom backed me up. “Do you think it’s the third?” “I think the first wife bore the duke the heirs, and then died. Just look at her...” “Yeah. The difference is staggering.” Three women, but only one of them was drop-dead gorgeous, the second and the third looked plain. The first was tossing her head up, as if saying, I’m young, beautiful, loved, envy me! And even the duchess’ sparkling diamonds seemed smug and haughty. The second one stared forward in disbelief.

“Tell me about your wife.” The light returns to Stephan’s eyes, and he begins to describe the image of a woman with bleached blonde hair and green eyes, with freckles dotting her nose and the lower sides of her face sparingly. Then he goes further to describe her as a woman with good morals and a cheerful nature. He brings out his phone and shows them a picture of her. She is a beautiful woman. - Natalia is alone in the mansion as Noah and Stephan had gone out for a game of tennis and probably some drinks afterwards, knowing him. Noah had told her in private not to come with, as they were going out as men, and she was a woman.

he asked, and they shook their heads, looking almost as shellshocked as Luca did. "Then how?" Luca asked, and Dad began explaining it to him, just as he had with Sam and I, and Luca cursed under his breath. "So, she's the only surviving Royal werewolf that we know of?" he asked, and Dad, Sam, and I nodded. "Royal Lycan, now" Finn corrected him, and Luca's eyes went wide with realisation, "But that could mean.." he said, trailing off as the triplets nodded, and he swore under his breath again.

I can't see any blood other than the wolf's blood but I can smell vampire blood, I look around trying to find any sign when the smell of eucalyptus and peppermint hits me hard, Nova is going crazy screaming one word over and over "MATE!!!" I turn, looking around the clearing for the source of the alluring smell, until my eyes fall on the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. he is at least a foot taller than me, dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He is in a black polo shirt, black pants and boots, he is quite intimidating especially when he is just standing there staring.

I grimaced at all the utensils at the table, remembering yesterday’s calamity. “How did the session go yesterday with your stepmother?” “As well as expected, I guess. Didn’t she tell you about it?” He cleared his throat. “The queen and I don’t share sleeping quarters.” He whipped his napkin over his lap with a flourish. I didn’t question him. Maybe that was how things worked with a royal vampire couple. Werewolves that were fated mates always shared sleeping quarters. They found it difficult when not near each other. Being a vampire, bitten by a werewolf, and having not died, I wasn’t sure if I could form a fated mate bond. I hadn’t when Andrew linked to me. I hadn’t felt anything. It made m