The Ruthless Alpha Triplet Slave Mate Novels & Stories

“You are just being moved back to the slave quarters. You do not deserve to be here.” “What do you mean?” “Get out of bed, collect your things and return to your room. Someone else will be moving in here. I don’t know what you did to the alpha but you messed up real big. I heard about your little stint with Miss Erica and Mrs. Jamison. What? Did you think there would be no consequences for your behavior? Did you think that just because the alpha returned you, it meant you were special? No, darling. You thought wrong. You will always be a slave.”

I thundered. Lucien rose to his feet, and his chair hit the floor with a thud. It only made me angrier. Did his show of intimidation would have any effect on me? Like, I didn’t care what he actually thought about me because he was a fucking bastard and nothing more. My only regret that I was unfortunate that my mate was his too. If she had been someone else other than Andrea, I would have felt so good. "Raul, I’m still the first Alpha, and you shouldn’t talk to me because of a slut," he said easily.

I answered flatly. "But you never treat me like a mate, more like a slave!" I creased my brow in a frown. "What, how could you say that? In being as nice as I can be. Maybe you don't understand you are mated to a Knight. I am Alpha Alexander, the Alpha of the Knights pack. How dare you say I don't treat you like a mate? Do you have any idea just how many ladies want the position you are in now?" She suddenly busted into light chuckles. I was startled to see her chuckle at my words. I wondered what I said that was so funny that she dared to laugh at me.

If this was what it took for me to survive this new life, I would accept it with gratitude. Standing at the center of the garage was the triplets, wearing their navy blue uniforms. I couldn't help but notice how different they looked. They seemed more human. Still, there were hints of their wolf heritage—the sharpness of their gazes, their upright posture, and their wild manes of hair—that were impossible to hide. It was just softened by the navy blue and gray of their uniforms. "I will remind you again not to test their patience. They are Alphas, expected to take over for their father when the time comes. You do not want to cross them." Her voice was crisp and authoritative as she spoke, an

Then I hear them climax as he roars, and she screams. But while they are in pleasure I was in pain. You see the cruel Alpha is my mate and he just violated the sacred Mating bond with another she-wolf causing my pain. I don’t know why The Moon Goddess matched me to an alpha that seem to get off on my pain. When I woke this morning on my 18th birthday and discovered Alpha Jacob Tyler of the Blood River Pack, was my mate but instead of accepting or rejecting me he uses it for his sadistic games. And today is the first of many painful sick means that he has planned for me.

*"****** I huffed as I continued to chop vegetables in the kitchen, trying to ignore the mocking whispers from the other slaves. They believed that I thought I had hit the jackpot by becoming the mate of the triplet alphas, but little did they know the reality was far from their ignorant assumptions. The alphas were not with me out of choice, but rather out of duty to their pack. They needed to find their true mates to fully embrace their roles as alphas. How could I explain this to the slaves who reveled in my misery? As their taunting continued, it became unbearable. My frustration boiled over and I couldn't hold back any longer. "Just shut up!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the kitc

Once the door closed behind us, the air between us grew heavy. “We all felt it,” Tyler said quietly. “Didn’t we?” Tristan nodded slowly. “I’ve been dreaming of her for months. She was like a shadow I couldn’t touch. And when I saw her today… I knew.” My throat tightened. “She’s ours. All of ours.” “But how?” Tyler asked. “How can three Alphas share the same mate?” “I don’t know,” I admitted. “But I don’t care. She’s meant for us. I felt it the moment I touched her.”

To just demand a rough blowjob from a sex slave who offended an Alpha both in public and in private. But it hurt me so much because I do know. How could he humiliate me with sex? The one thing we can share as mates?! I don't ask much from him. Not a title, not his claim, not even love. Those are too luxurious. I already lost everything and I'm a person with no future. All I wanted was to live in peace, hopefully a little protection from him. Physically, I enjoy sex with him. It has been the best since I found out I was his mate because I started to enjoy it mentally, too.

As if I was the butt of a joke, I felt a sharp, searing pain in my gut, my blood on fire. “You little bitch, did you just put us into our heat?” I snapped at Val while she chuckled. “Sorry, El…we have three Alpha mates…it was bound to happen sooner or later,” she panted while projecting images in my brain of my sexipades with the triplets. The need to mate and mark them consumed me. I wanted to claw off their clothes and finish the mating ritual right here. I didn’t even care if Grams had to watch. I wasn’t waiting anymore.

“Thank you so much, Alpha. I do appreciate the concern but …I'm sorry. I can't accept this - whatever it is -” “It is a mate bond, ordained by the goddess.” “Yes…that it is. But I cannot accept it, I do not want it in any way. I'm just a slave, nothing more so there has to be a mistake somewhere.” He pulled closer and cupped my jaw with two fingers, lifting my face so my gaze could lock onto his, “You are not a slave, Hayley. At least not anymore. You are an Alpha's mate! Soon to be Luna of the biggest and strongest pack to ever exist. You have me now, Hayley so you aren't just a slave anymore.”