When The Third Wheel Strikes Back Webnovel Novels & Stories

I took one down, wounded another, but the third slammed into me from behind, knocking the wind out of me. A heavy blow to the back of my head made the world spin. When I managed to get myself back, the relic was gone and I was alone in the dirt, head throbbing, with only the distant sound of retreating footsteps. They had taken it. But, who were the they?

My thoughts flew to the stories the elders used to tell around the bonfires when I was still just a young wolf with silly dreams about destiny. They spoke of the "Curse of the Trinity." The legend said that a Luna with three Alpha mates was destined for death from her very first breath. It was said that the power and possessive instincts of three Alphas were too great to be shared, even with their own mate. According to the ancients, they would fight over her until their packs destroyed one another and blood soaked the ground. In the end, the Luna would be prevented from being with all of them: the constant dispute between the men she loved would tear her in two. She wouldn't be able to choo

"I am not arguing about this. We stay together. We fight together. That is the rule." Neal put his hand on Noah's shoulder. "She is right. Splitting up is what they want. We are stronger as a triad." Noah was quiet for a moment. Then he nodded. "Together." "Together," Neal said. "Together," I said. The third strike came. The ward cracked. Silver light bled into the air like blood from a wound. Maya smiled. "The walls are falling, crucible. Come out now, and I will be gentle."

“Then let’s promise—no more losers. Only hot guys with black cards.” Kya burst out laughing, the sound echoing in the empty diner. “Deal.” ** The drive back from The Diamond Square was quiet, but Kya’s mind was anything but. The image of Maya’s pale face when the manager confirmed the black card was hers replayed over and over, a small victory that warmed her chest. For the first time in years, she had not been the humiliated one. She had been the woman with power.

“Don't feel we're friends and that you can ask me questions. Now stay away from me! “ She fired as she walked away from where Georgia stood. Georgia always wondered what she must have done to deserve that treatment from her sister. They all went into the building. The hall was filled with guests as they spoke to one another in hushed tones. Her parents went to say hi to their friends, and Serefina did the same. Georgia was all alone. She went to stand at a corner and she watched what was going on. She was still enjoying her view when a man suddenly appeared in front of her. He grabbed her wrist, taking her unaware as he took her to the middle of the hall. Georgia was in shock as she wondered

A promise of violence. "Say it again," he whispered in my ear. "Give me a reason." I should have stayed quiet. Should have been the obedient, broken thing he expected. Instead, I smiled. "Monster. Coward. Heartless bastard. Is that enough reason?" His grip tightened. Black spots danced across my vision. Somewhere far away, Lila was screaming, but the sound felt distant, unimportant. This was it, then. This was how I died. Strangled by the man I loved, in front of the sister who betrayed me.

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Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

His golden hair and warm hazel gaze was a sharp contrast to his brother’s demeanor. They stopped halfway down the stairs as I locked gaze with the first. Time came to a halt. Snap. Again. No. Not possible. My wolf let out a cry of recognition. Another mate? The bond pulsed underneath my skin. It was fierce and undeniable. My heart slammed against my chest furiously as my eyes drifted to the third figure, the one with the golden smile. And as soon as our eyes met, the bond snapped into place. My knees nearly buckled. Three mates!