Wild Love With My Triplet Mates Novels & Stories

“More of that from Damon. ‘Mate this, mate that.’ I don’t think they’re going to be able to think about anything else until we mark you. They’re relentless.” “Alphas,” Thea said, shaking her head. “And not to rub it in your face and say I told you so, but we told you we were mates, and we are,” Conri said. “Okay, you were right,” Thea said. She smiled. “We’re mates.” “We’re mates,” the triplets said together. “Do you guys feel different? Are there more tingles when you touch me?” “Oh yeah,” they all said, lust in their eyes.

“Fuck. It’s us. All three of us. The bond.” The words hit me like lightning. The secret pull I’d always felt toward them—the way my wolf sang near them—suddenly roared awake. The rare triple mate bond. Legends made real. Kael’s golden eyes widened. “Mate. She’s our mate. All three of us.”

“Your Uncle and the triplets are going to go back when it’s light to see if they can figure it out.” I fell silent, drowsy in the heat of the room. A thought occurred to me. “How did the triplets find me?” I asked. “I know that their wolves have an amazing sense of smell, but it was snowing.” There was a long silence. “Because they’re your mate,” she said. “Their wolves have a bond with yours, even though you haven’t shifted yet.”

“The Ashwood Triplets!” Three men stepped forward. My breath hitched. I hadn't seen them in all my life. The number of years I spent in the pack, I’d never came across them. They were a terrifying triptych of power. One of them had a mirror image of father. Silver hair, cold eyes.

My wolf warned and I did as she asked, finally listening for the first time in a while. I watched Laura pour out some tea for me in a cup much different than that of Diana and hers. Mine looked rather old like it had been picked up from a dump and washed instead. I’m not fucking drinking that, I told myself. Instead, I tried to pay attention to their body language and even what they said. “Oh, Violet, we were just talking about a time where the triplets and I almost mated.” She fanned herself as if recalling that day and the thought of it was getting her hot and needy, only it could have been the tea she was drinking. “The way that they touched me, like I was a delicate flower they didn’t wa

“After getting to the pack, it seemed all my hopes had ended up being dashed against a tree. I thought I'll never be able to find myself a mate until this invitation.” “Wait, you mean you want to go?” “Oh you have no idea. I probably might find my mate over there, you know. You can never tell. Please let me come with you, Alana,” Rian cuddled up to me while blinking her eyes in a cute way. “If that's the case, then you can come with me.” I just cannot refuse that puppy look. “Should I tell you a secret, Alana?" “Sure, go ahead.” “I have the feeling that one of the triplets might end up being my mate.”

“I’m not here about Nebula. I need to talk to you. You need to stay away from those Wolfe brothers.” I let out a sharp laugh. “Let me guess,” I said. “They’re evil monsters who want to eat me alive.” “You think this is funny?” His tone hardened. “You don’t know those guys.” “And you do?” “Yes.” I crossed my arms. “Then enlighten me.” “The Wolfe triplets have a reputation in the pack territories,” he said. “They fight over women. They hunt together.” My stomach tightened. “They pick a girl, take turns with her for a while, and then toss her aside when they get bored. I hear they're fighting over you like a piece of meat. Does that seem normal?”

The triplets were in Alden's room, talking about their dislike for Elizabeth. “I think she wants to take Daddy from us,” Emerald said, pouting her lips. “Daddy doesn't like her. I wouldn't like someone like her either, she's not even pretty. I can't believe that she's mommy's sister…eww,” Aziel said, pouting her lips. “Yeah, mommy is beautiful. I want to marry someone as beautiful as mommy when I grow up,” Alden said with a dreamy tone. “That would be nice, but I want someone prettier.” Aziel giggled.

Of course, while werewolves are forever in love with their mates and would never want to hurt them, some wolves are just dominant psychopaths who beat their mates into submission. I was never a fan of these. Growing up, I hoped that I would just meet a nice man and settle down with him,mate or not. When I finally became a thing with Aries, I had sworn to heaven above and beyond that he was the one. Stupid me already had a marriage proposal written out for when I clocked eighteen and took over my father's throne. Well...I was always delusional.

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.