The triplets' rejected disabled mate Novels & Stories

"You are not my wife yet, so stop speaking as though you are." The words made her face fall for a moment before she quickly recovered. "You're defending her?" I looked at Selah, still crouched near the wall with the beast beside her. "I am protecting my mate." Cynthia stared at me, and the room became very quiet. "You really mean it," she whispered, and when I didn't answer, she looked at Selah again. "Her? This girl?" Her eyes moved over Selah's silvery-white hair, her gray eyes, and the simple clothes she wore.

He was the beast who didn’t even wait to see her face that night. He was the Alpha who rejected his true mate, the one chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, and then still managed to hurt her in the most unforgivable way. And now… Now she had his children. Triplets. His own blood. And she hated him. And damn it, he deserved every bit of that hate. No! No!

The triplets screamed on seeing her. Astrid immediately ran to them and hugged them tightly. "Oh goodness, thank the goddess you three are alright." She cried. She hugged them for a while before letting them go. "Are you three okay? Did she hurt you at all?" She asked. The triplets shook their head. "No mommy, we're fine, she didn't do anything to us." Kayden replied. Astrid wanted to say something else when Kathryn interrupted them. "Enough with the whole reunion stuff, now get on the damn boat!" She ordered.

added Baylor. “We just want to be near you,” said Bronx. “What happens when I meet my mate or you meet yours? I mean, I’m sure you have already done stuff with other women…” I trailed off being interrupted by Benji who’s following words shocked the hell out of me. “There’s never been any other women, Ellie, we were waiting for our mate…” he said softly staring straight into my eyes like he had just told me something pivotal. I let out a little yelp of surprise when a warning glare and growl erupted from Bronx. Hearing the triplets had never done anything with any other women did something to my body. Tingles started to spread across my skin, my core clenching and unclenching with a delicious

my expression was a mix of fear and determination as I locked eyes with the triplets, refusing to let them see how vulnerable I truly felt. I processed again as the word "Mate" escaped from the Triplets' mouths. The word echoed in my mind, disrupting my thoughts and leaving me feeling disoriented. How could I be their mate? I had never even considered the possibility. I was just a slave to them. how could the moon goddess do this? The idea that I could be anything more, especially to the powerful Alpha triplets, was beyond comprehension.

I tried to find the right word. “Whole.” Riko whispered. I smiled. So she felt it too. “Soulmates? That’s not really a thing. There are three of you and one of her. You can’t all be her soulmate.” her father shook his head. “We are triplets, sir. Identical triplets. That means we started as one. We were once one embryo that was divided into three. So we are pieces of the same soul. So you see, it’s possible.” I smiled, my eyes traveling to the clock.

then everyone else could too. Every single asshole in this room. It was fucked up on so many levels. If any of the triplets—Michael, Lucas, or Alex—turned out to be my mate, they wouldn't just reject me. They'd burn me alive. "I couldn't," I muttered, voice tight. "She wanted out." "Nothing to regret, child." She brushed her thumb over my cheek. "This day was bound to come." "Yeah..." I breathed, turning back to the table, arranging plates I couldn't even see properly anymore.

Now it was her turn to be confused. "I just didn't want to lose another person." He clears his throat, looking extremely uncomfortable. "I was always under Roman's threat. Since the day my mother got killed by his pack of rogues." His voice thick with emotion while speaking about his mother. "He had threatened my mate's life even before I found out who she even was...and that scared me more than I'd like to admit. So rejecting her, you...felt like the right choice back then." His eyes met hers, regret swimming in those grey eyes.

"From my pack." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your pack?" he repeated. "You mean there are more of you?" I nodded. "Yes. I was...I was their mate. But they rejected me." Lucas frowned. "Rejected you?" he said, his voice softening. "What do you mean?" I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "They...they didn't want me. I wasn't good enough for them." Lucas didn't say anything for a long moment, but I could feel his eyes on me. "I'm sorry," he said finally. "That must have been hard."

I grab the wall to steady myself, trying to make sense of it all. “What? What did you just say?” The words barely come out. “They are our mates,” Tala repeats, without humor. She studies me as I slowly shake my head in refusal. “No. No. No. This... this is wrong,” I say. “There’s no way I could be—” “Mated to all three of them,” Tala cuts me off. “Apparently, the universe doesn’t believe in doing things halfway.” My chest tightens painfully as realization sinks in.