Wild Love With My Triplet Mates Novels & Stories

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

The bond creates this sense of having known each other for your entire lives and love blossoms almost instantly. “Well, that is where we can help,” I say. A group of three mates is called a mate trio and it is based on Selene and her two mates.” I tell Devin and Xander everything Lucille had told us. It is their turn to look completely dumbfounded. “Well, shit!” Devin’s eyes as round as saucers. “That about sums it up,” Charlie says. “I really don’t like that we can’t tell Brandon about this,” I say, “especially with this war coming. We could use his thoughts on this one.”

He cut in, “Trouble, I know. Anything you have to say?” I gulped. “I'm glad you know, but do you know the reason why?” He raised a brow. “Tell me.” “Because they've all found a mate. Adrian, Alex and Arnold, they all share one mate.” “Wow,” he replied. “That's rare, but it's possible for triplets. So tell me who it is. Is it you?” My eyes grew large. I was shocked by his question. “No–” Even though I wished it was. “It's not me, it's someone else, you know.”

he whispers. Yes, they are. Three beautiful girls. Three tiny lives are placed in our arms. Three hearts beating strong. Three miracles born from love. As I look at them—our family—I finally understand something my mother once told me. Love doesn’t follow rules. It creates its own. And ours is perfect. I turn to look at the men in the room with me with so much love in my eyes. My three dangerous, beautiful, broken stepbrothers. My triplets. My lovers.

Their eyes burned with a kind of passion I had never seen in them before. The triplets were my fated mates? I wanted to scream and run away from them but I couldn't even move my legs. The mate bond seemed to hold me down. I felt glued to them. I just stood there and allowed them to roam my body. My wolf was usually triggered by their presence. She would recoil whenever she was face to face with them. But the mate bond seemed to cause different reactions in all of us. Here I was near the triplets and my wolf wasn't agitated.

Because the last I shifted in public was when my parents were alive. ALEXANDER'S POV I am anxious to reach the Scarlet Rose Pack. I and My brothers are going around the world to find our mate. Yes, mate as in singular. We 3 share a mate and Title. It is shocking to many people but since we are triplets we are used to sharing everything like same room, title, friends, and mate. We are merely 2 hours away from the pack and my wolf ALEC is jumping around giving me a headache. XAVIER'S POV

My bladder hurted like a bitch. I broke the speed limit on almost every street on the way back to my apartment. Again, I thank my lucky stars that I didn’t get pulled over. I tucked the bag into my purse as I went upstairs…just in case. You never know who was going to be around there, and both my neighbor and the old bat downstairs were the biggest gossips in the neighborhood. They saw me with a pregnancy test and, by next week, I was going to be having triplets with a Latino stripper I met during a photo shoot in Zimbabwe.

Valerie The pack hosted a party every year. It was an avenue for some to meet their mates, for some it was just free booze and women. It wasn’t a special event, this year, it was the anniversary of when the triplets Alphas became Alphas. An avenue for those assholes to get more pussy than usual. You’d be disappointed to hear how many unmated and mated women and men were willing to get a taste of them. I couldn’t even lie, they were hot. And their eyes… but I still don’t see the hype. They were vile wicked men, and I hated them.

At this, I preferred having fun with as many ladies as I could. That was until I discovered that Kayla was my mate. There was a drastic drop in the desire to be with other women and I couldn’t place my hands on the reason. “Was it because of the mate bond we shared?” I stood up and sauntered towards her, looking around to be sure that no one had an idea that I was trailing her. I stood beside the wall and folded my hands to my chest, just as I admired Kayla, who was spreading the cloth on the line.

"Friends who fuck" I looked around and saw Emily standing there. She was Tristan's mate but he had rejected her. It wasn't like mine, Tristan was hard headed and didn't look back. There was a time when Tristan would tell me that having a mate makes a man weak. He said, everybody would be able to know where his weakness was.