The Alpha's Triplets: Pregnant After Rejected Novels & Stories

But my body didn’t care about should or shouldn’t. The evidence was undeniable, confirmed by the pack doctor I’d visited under a false pretense, claiming I wanted to update my medical records. Dr. Reeves had congratulated me with a knowing look that made my skin crawl, asking carefully neutral questions about the father that I’d deflected with practiced ease. Triplets. I was carrying triplets. Three babies from three Alphas who’d rejected me without explanation, who avoided me like I carried a plague, who’d made it devastatingly clear that the Blood Moon had been an aberration they wanted nothing to do with.

As much as it hurt me to crush their little hopeful minds, they needed to know that Asher might claim to take responsibility for them, but it didn’t mean he loved them. “Anna!” Felicia, one of the mothers I engage in simple talks with at the park called my name and I looked over my shoulders to see her hanging onto her husband, brows arched. By her husband’s stance and scent, I knew he was Alpha. And one thing about Alphas were their attachment to their pup. Yet the look on his face was nothing but pure boredom as their children hopped around his legs, faces stuck in huge cotton candies. “The zoo is almost closed! Are you going to keep waiting out here? Who exactly are you waiting for?”

he said simply. “That makes no sense,” I said. “It will.” I shook my head, completely stunned. “You’re an Alpha CEO,” I said. “You could claim any luna you want.” “Perhaps,” he replied calmly. “But I’m asking you.” My mind raced. “This is ridiculous,” I said. “Is it?” he asked. I stood up slightly from my chair. “You want me to fake a mating bond with you just so you’ll help me recover my mother’s distillery?”

I had my own cottage, I had a job at the pack diner, and I was training to be a cop in the human city. It was at this time that the Alpha triplets, Osiris, Evander, and Andrew, started looking for their fated mate. After 6 ½ years they still hadn’t found her. Alpha Kordell wasn’t going to give up the Alpha position until the triplets found their fated mate or decided on a contract mate.

Eleven years later. It had been almost nineteen years since Thea and the triplets graduated. “How’s the latest pregnancy?” Alpha John Lyall of Full Moon pack said. Thea’s Uncle Jerry had passed the Alpha title to his son and Thea’s cousin, Alpha John Lyall, about fifteen years back. Thea and the triplets were on their monthly call with him to get an update on the east coast. “Oh, it’s finished. We had the pups last week,” Thea said. The triplets surrounded her, pressing their bodies against her and swaying like they were slow dancing. Their hands trailed sparks all over her body, and they each kissed their marks.

Alex made a gesture of zipping his lips. He then turned his focus to the triplets. Eric was still sitting on the floor deep in thought, “Hey, bratty Alpha. Reject her. She’ll never beg you for anything.” Eric slowly looked up and eyed Alex. Alex nodded at him, “I would never let her beg you. So, gather your shit and accept her rejection.” “I … I am…” Eric tried to get up and his parents came forward in a hurry to give the weakling a hand, “I’m an Alpha and I can’t accept her rejection…”

John smirked, but I frowned as my cheeks flushed. "Shut up!" I smacked him playfully on his face. I couldn't believe he was saying that I would have fun having sex with the Triple L. "I don't think I can accept them. I don't want my mother to lose her pregnancy. I heard Alpha David lost his first wife during the Triple L pregnancy, and no one can explain the real cause of her death. I do not want to lose my mother or give her shocking news that will weaken her. Maybe after she has welcomed her baby..." I said, and Dr. John appeared thoughtful.

Trisha was reeking with pine scent and she loved it. Jonathan left soon after that and Trisha felt lonely almost immediately. She wished that the week would pass by soon. Trisha was devastated obviously. It was not a rocket science that pregnant omegas NEED to be close to their mate. Pregnancy is a quite rough phase for those who didn't have mate. Trisha had one and that Alpha CHOSE to leave his Omega. Maybe that was understandable, Trisha comforted herself. Maybe she was over reacting? It's not like Jonathan would be gone forever. The Alpha had promised to be back in a week and Trisha trusted him.

Killian watched him leave and shook his head, turning back to me once he had gone back to swim. "Don't be afraid, my love." Killian whispered softly, gently stroking my wet cheeks."I will protect you no matter what. You see, Darius was just too impulsive and didn't explain things clearly. But you must be aware, my love. We are triplets, identical triplets and we are all mated to you. My third brother is yet to return from his trip but I promise that everything will make sense soon. To outsiders, there is only one Alpha King Killian, no Alpha King Darius or Marcus. We all play the same role of the King but we take our turns, this is our secret." He revealed, leaving me gasping in shock. At th