The triplets who claimed me
"Who am I serving?"
The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars.
Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face.
The Triplet Heirs.
The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.
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