The Triplets Silent Mate Novels & Stories

The camp quiets down, the glow from the Triskelion Stone gradually diminishing as Amara and Susan turn to each other. Faces set in a mask of grimness, their silence is high-volume messaging to each other. I catch Serafine watching them, curiosity and suspicion flitting across her features like fireflies across a summer lawn. Secrets let loose by the triplets hang heavy in the air like an expectation that more truths are going to unravel at any moment. Finally, Susan clears her throat; her voice is low, tentative.

“I would be rejecting you three as mates. I Renee Smith, reject you three as my mates” Slowly, cold shivers ran down my spine when Louis's hands left mine and in that moment, I stood up abruptly. “Don't worry, guys. I know my way around here……” Why would they even worry about me? Maybe the triplets were now mature because they didn't even say anything nor did they disagree. I imagined them being sad and for a second, I wondered why they would be sad. It was what we all wanted. It had to be. Taking a step, as I tried to find my way around, my head soon collided against something hard and when their scent wafted through my nostrils, I knew that they were now around me and it felt more like the

The silence weighed heavily on my heart, amplifying my sense of foreboding as I continued to seek out the one person I yearned to see. Ken Yimo broke the silence between us, smiling as he looked at Nick. “The triplets truly look identical,” he remarked, his tone calm, as if stating something entirely ordinary. Yet, we all understood that his words carried a deeper significance. Nick, however, did not respond to the comment; instead, he straightforwardly asked, “Where is my brother?”

And while some didn’t deserve a rejection, some others did, depending on the circumstances relating to the pair… And we’d be categorized right along with the people that deserves being rejected. Most especially, myself. I was the sole cause of the storm that is brewing in our once peaceful and happy lives. After all, I was the one responsible for pulling my brothers into keeping it a secret. It was my selfishness that put us in this mess. Damian and Rune didn’t deserve it; to spend the rest of their lives living on their toes, just waiting for the day we’d probably get rejected. We had a unique kind of bond, as triplets… as brothers. And we share a connection between ourselves that is differ

I scream in her face, letting her see all of the burn as many times as she has to. “The triplets are mine,” she growls, intending to kill with that glare. “Aria, are you dumb or just plain psychotic? I said your family’s ring burnt my finger. This is where I cross the line for your father’s deception.” “You already have a mate. You’ve been promised to the Silent Winter Alpha so back off!” “I have no idea what you are talking about. Back off from what?!” “I see the way you look at them, Mae—” I shake my head, waving a hand to end this. “You know what? The triplets are yours. You can have them, and have your stupid ring back!”

I turned my gaze to the shirtless man seated on the couch, his eyes fixed on the book in his hand as he casually flipped through it. As I stared at him, a thought flashed through my mind, if Claude looked like a prince, then Silas was a beautiful, brilliant man destined to destroy you. “But you’re right about this one… she smells delicious,” he muttered under his breath, his eyes flickering to me. For a brief moment, I saw recognition in them but just as quickly, it vanished. He closed the book and rested his head on his hand, narrowing his eyes at me, intrigued. “It doesn’t matter if she smells good or not. What matters is finding our mate,” another deep voice echoed, and my gaze flickered

"This is wrong. This is all wrong." But the triplets weren't listening to their girlfriends anymore. They were all staring at me like I was the only person in the room. They kept looking at me like I was something precious and dangerous at the same time. "How?" Zade asked, whispering. "How are you our mate?" I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think either. Mate? Their mate? All three of them? "I don't understand," I said. My voice was shaking now. "What's happening?"

She knows who we are. That’s impossible. No way. She knows your name is Kael, mine is Barrett, and his is Ezekiel. She knows we’re mates. The triplets are talking via the mind-link. How come I can hear them? I shouldn’t be able to hear them. “Mates” the mystery voice purrs.

How was I supposed to return to my pack if I could never leave Dave's side? “Does this mean I’m stuck with you forever, even if you’re homeless?” “Yes,” he replied. I would never get the opportunity to go back to my pack to take revenge on Alpha Kendrick like I wanted. What would happen to all my plans? My foster parents did me dirty, really dirty. “I’ll let you go after three years on one condition, and that brings me back to the deal. If you’ll be my mate for three years, I’ll let you go.” “I believe I will find another mate for myself before the three years lapse. The new mate can then continue from where you’ll stop,” he added.

"You don't have to tell me anything. But I'm a pretty good listener. And I don't know anyone in your life, so there's no risk of me running my mouth to the wrong people." That was actually appealing. Someone who didn't know the triplets or the pack or any of it. "It's complicated," I said. "Most things worth talking about are." I picked up my coffee. Finally took a sip. It was lukewarm and kind of terrible but it was something to do with my hands. "I have three mates," I said. "Triplets. The mate bond formed a few weeks ago and everything's been a mess since." "Triplets? That's gotta be complicated just logistically."