The Ruthless Alpha Triplet Slave Mate Novels & Stories

she countered. "Boring? Your defense is weak," I spat. "You want to use me to make history as the wolf who killed his mate and worse an alpha. You drive me insane, you push me and expect me not to react?" I said through my teeth as I stood closer to her than I was before. I locked my gaze on her. Her dark brown eyes looked different staring at them closely; a good different but I shrugged it off as I refused to let that be a distraction. "You badly want me to chop off your head. You disrespect me. You speak to me rudely forgetting that I am your alpha now and your husband," I chided.

I answered the alpha with a side smile I was forcing out of me instead of going over to him and beating the hell out of him for the way he was referring to her without the slightest care to what she must be feeling after what he said “Oh I am sure, alpha. That’s the one I want” He got over it quickly and clapped both his hands as he said lightly “Well, it seems this night is full of surprises. Your alpha wants a rebel and you want the exact opposite. She will be the perfect slave for you, beta. I’ve personally trained this one for the entire first year she came here and you will never find a slave as obedient as her. She’s not all that pretty anymore after what she did to herself I’m afraid,

But someone had to show up at the wedding so that’s why I was here now. He approached me and took one of my hands. OK here it comes, I am about to be a Luna. Everyone looked excited, especially our parents, together they’ll become an invincible pack. Except for Curtis, he had no facial expression, just like a stone, looking at me deadly in the eyes. He stared at me for like a whole century and then shook off my hand. “I reject you as my mate.” Then he ran and disappeared. Are you fucking kidding me? Seemed like everyone here had the habit of running away. Ugh, Am I the only one who knows what responsibility means?

The filthy rich pack of New York, led by Alpha Zaro. The powerful alpha among all the packs, alpha Zaro was her mother’s mate. They both crossed paths later in life when their respective partners died. Svetlana’s father passed away and Alpha Zaro’s wife died in childbirth. However, it took both of them a lot of time to accept each other due to their children. Nonetheless, Svetlana and the triplets weren’t biologically related. And that reminder provoked the trio to prey their way into her boundaries.

“A wish?” She nodded. “Anything.” I sat back, suddenly alert. “What kind of ritual?” Valerie hesitated before she spoke. “It’s for the werewolf kingdom. They’re choosing a bride for the Alphas.” I stared at her taken aback by her words. “You’re joking.” “I wish I was,” she said quietly and sighed. “The alphas are triplets. Powerful, feared. No one knows anything about them except that they’re ruthless and I also heard they’re ugly. People say they can’t find a bride in their kingdom.

She always did. Even now, even after her skin had cleared, after the strange, scaly patches that once covered her cheeks and arms vanished a year ago, they still saw her as the girl she used to be. Ugly. Unwanted. Untouched. And it was mostly thanks to them. The triplets. Jaxon. Maddox. Kyren. Graduating Alphas. Next in line to rule the Moonstone Pack. They were everything she wasn’t — tall, lethal, unnaturally beautiful, and adored.

she spat, voice tightening with rage. Her fingers shot forward again, not to strike, but to seize. She clamped her hand around my aching cheek and forced my face upward, digging into my skin until it throbbed under her grip. Her nails bit into me, holding me in place like a prey pinned by its predator. “Now listen to me,” she hissed, her eyes darting wildly, her breaths ragged with fury. “The Alpha Triplets have always been mine. Always. And trust me…” she leaned in closer, her lips nearly brushing my ear, “

Athena's Pov My body felt like it wasn't mine. My mind screamed at me to run but my body was frozen, locked in place, by pure, undiluted horror. Nuella's body lay before me, a shredded mess of torn flesh and blood. The metallic scent of blood was thick in the air, burning my nose as I inhaled, churning my stomach as I stared. And then there were them. The Alpha twins — Enzo and Ryan. Their naked bodies smeared with Nuella's blood, their eyes glowing in the dark — red and feral like wolves who'd tasted their first kill and wanted more.

Giving his head a firm shake, Alistar continues, “The reason that Charlie and Brandon weren’t able to find the Luna’s name is because the pack doesn’t have a she-wolf luna. Their alpha is mated to a male.” Shocked silence reigns in the room. I don’t even know if anyone breathes, it is so quiet. An alpha willingly taking a male mate is unheard of. After a beat, the former-delta continues, “According to my uncle, the alpha of this pack believes in something called a “mate trio.” Three wolves are mated to each other, either two males and a she-wolf or two she-wolves and a male. Their oracle backs it up. The alpha believes that he and his mate have a third mate, a she-wolf, out there. Onc

"Look here, Jess. I've been letting you beat me up for too long. I let you hit me as much as you want. I let you kick me around like a ragdoll but not anymore. Those times are in the past now and I hope you enjoyed them." I watched to see how she'd react. I wanted to see fear in her eyes but she hid it very well so I continued. "Now, standing before you isn't that common slave, but the mate of all four sons of the Alpha of the Crimson Pack, and not just any mate.. one who decides who would be the next alpha." "You are still just a slave." She countered back. "Am I?..." "Let me see.. would just a slave, so this?" Grinning from ear to ear, I pushed her hard and she fell to the ground with a th