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But another part—the part shaped by rejection and cruelty—was screaming that this was too much, too fast, too dangerous. Alpha Ryder’s silence grew heavier. I could feel it radiating off him, the way his wolf paced beneath his skin. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and careful. “Triplets mean power,” he said. “Strong bonds. Strong bloodlines.” His gaze flicked briefly to Ryan, then back to me. “But they also mean attention. Threats. Enemies.” I knew what he wasn’t saying. Children of mine would not be invisible. Not in this pack. Not anywhere.

"I'm not destroying anything. You are, with your narrow-minded…” "There are hundreds of Alphas who would kill for your position," Kieran interrupted smoothly. "Alphas who would offer us thousands of gold coins, vast territories, powerful alliances. Strong daughters for marriage alliances. All for the chance to sit in that chair.” "Alpha Garrett of the Mountain Clans has already sent word," Vera added casually. "He's offered ten thousand gold pieces and three of his strongest territories. Alpha Roderick from the Coastal Packs has promised a fleet of ships and an army of five hundred warriors."

I never wanted to be an omega. But the triplet alphas had scented me, stripped me, and taken me anyway. And deep down, my body was already surrendering.

Well…he was my mate. “Fine. I’m listening.” “From the East is Tau, the Alpha of the east. From the North is the Twins of the Stars, Alphas of the North, Light and Sky. From the south are the Triplets of the eclipse; Amare, Philo and Ahab.” Aaliyah listed to me the alphas but something felt off. “Okay? Is there anything else?” I asked and they looked at each other’s faces as if they had something hidden that they were afraid to say.

“What’s it like being a triplet alpha? And what's the deal with having one mate between the three of you? Doesn't that get complicated, guys?" Tyler faintly chuckled. "It's part of the legacy, Lily. We're born with the bond split into three. One mate, one soul, shared across us. It's not common, but it's happened before in our bloodline. And as for being an alpha? We're trained for it. Since we were kids." Jason also snorted. "Yep, but it's boring sometimes, pumpkin’s friend. Meetings, rules, expectations, bleh. I'd rather eat s'mores and chase rogue werewolves."

I've never been summoned by any council of elders, so I'm not sure what to do or how to act. “Let's begin,” she adds. “We believe you're the two Alphas’ mate,” the thick-faced man says, getting right into it. I'll learn later that he's the youngest, and the most friendly, of the group. “I am,” I nod, trying my best to maintain eye contact. “Do you understand what a triad bond is?” He asks. “No,” I say, shaking my head. Besides the few details that Elliot gave me, I know nothing. “Simply,” he begins. “It's one female mated to two males. Brothers.”

The talk of alliances filled the air, and Eden longed for the power and respect that would come with a merged pack. But just as his hopes were soaring, the leader of the neighboring pack interrupted, shutting down his aspirations with a firm tone. "I'm sorry, Alpha Eden, but we cannot merge with a man who does not keep his true mate by his side. Loyalty to one's mate is essential in our pack, and we cannot overlook such blatant disregard for the sacred bond."

The revelation hung in the air, marking an unusual shift in our lives, as it was never common for alphas to be mated to omegas, let alone all three brothers at once, which was what made our situation even more strange and shocking. The triplets had made a choice that defied the pack’s norms, and in doing so, they had chosen me. The unexpected declaration not only solidified our bond but also drew a line, challenging any prejudices within the pack. It was a statement intended to put an end to odd traditions within the pack.

"Remember, do not go near the triplets. They do not like people in their space. Do not look them in the eye. Do not talk to them unless they talk to you first.. Please do not embarrass me." There were always rules. These rules felt like they were choking me. I had to be careful what I did. Said. I had to remember my place. I wanted to say something mean. I did not. I had wanted to go to one of the triplet alphas’ parties for a time. When I was the beta’s daughter, I could dream about them but now, I am a nobody. When we got to the party it was loud and fun. The lights bounced seductively off the large walls, bathing the laughing and dancing bodies in dim light. The air smelled like alcohol

Measured, unhurried, deliberate. I looked up, and my first glimpse of the Triplet Alphas came like a punch to the chest. They descended in perfect synchrony, as if they had rehearsed the movement a thousand times. All three were tall, broad-shouldered, with the same dark hair and angular features as their father. But where Marcus was cold stone, his sons were forged steel—sharp, gleaming, dangerous. I had heard stories about them even in my old pack. The Triplet Alphas. The untouchable princes of Silver Creek. Boys who had been raised on power and cruelty in equal measure.