Witch Trios Novels & Stories

The power was always meant to be held by three. Three anchors. Three elements. Three forces stabilizing one another. Aria’s breath catches as she senses it too. “Ares…” she whispers. “He completes the circle.” He grips our hands harder, gold burning along his arms, jaw locked like he’s ready to fight a god hand-to-hand. But even he feels it. The shift. The click. The alignment. “Oh, goddess,” I breathe. “We’re the triad.” The goddess screams. “No........ no........no you were not meant to see this!”

So, the ever-wise Moon Goddess had offered him his own pack-within-a-pack to lead in the Triquetra. Rhett lacked what it took to be a dominant alpha in a pack, but he was more dominant than the average alpha, and that often led to wolves like him being cast out as they couldn’t abide by pack law, didn’t obey orders, and general stirred up trouble. By placing him in a Triquetra, it separated him from the undivided loyalty normally expected from alphas – a Triquetra alpha was an alpha with divided loyalty by definition, as Triquetras existed to ensure the survival of their mate and cubs rather than to fight for the pack.

Anatashi said seriously. "Kit, Rex, and I have the Royal Trinity to combat them. We have had little time to figure it out, but when your wolves caught us off guard, we were prepared to use the Trinity on you all. We are both weak, if anything, we are stronger together. " he said confidently.

“As you know, they have always been viewed as favoured by the goddess. Those Triquetras who have not bunkered, like the Havermouth Triquetra, are rallying points for our people. A public face. Let’s use that. Put Rhett, Heath Gale, and Cameron Edison in front of the camera. Let them speak of their experiences in Havermouth as they take the reporters to the other river towns. Let them promote the password for the cuffs, disarming this weapon that the Van Helsings are using and evening the playing field.” He was getting through to them, Aislen realized with relief. The werewolves were beginning to come around to the idea of taking back the river towns where they had been set against taking any

"Fight for her? Step aside? Share her, for fuck's sake?" "Language," she and Aunt Trista say in perfect unison, making me roll my eyes despite the seriousness of the moment. "The triad connection is unique," Mom continues after a pointed look. "It doesn't follow normal pack dynamics or traditional mating patterns. What happens between the three of you—romantically, emotionally, personally—will be as unique as the connection itself." "That's not actually helpful," I point out. "It wasn't meant to be," she counters with maddening calm. "Some things can't be simplified into easy instructions, Liam. Some paths must be discovered through walking them rather than explained beforehand."

She saw the pups surrounded by ancient light. She saw the prophecy symbols. And she dropped to her knees. “Oh Goddess…” Mara whispered. “Oh sweet moon… it’s them.” Jake’s voice was quiet. “You know this prophecy.” “I know the forbidden version,” she said, trembling. “The one the council erased.” Ella turned sharply. “Mara. Tell us.” The healer swallowed. “They were called the Triune Star. Three born as one. Three carrying the Alpha spirit. Three whose existence would tilt the world. If they rose in darkness, they would become the destroyers of all packs…” She hesitated.

"So I lose everything? My relationship, my normal life, my daughter's future?" "You're not losing your daughter," Elder Katrina said. "You're gaining understanding of who she truly is. What she's meant to be." Thomas stood up and walked to the edge of the clearing. He stood there for a long moment, staring into the darkness. "What about Jason?" he asked without turning around. "This Triad Bond. How does that work?" Elder Katrina stood. "The Triad Bond is ancient. Rare. It's designed specifically to unite feuding packs."

The man who had been arguing before came in front of me and bowed. “I acknowledge you, Lady Lydia! My name is Chris and I am part of the red trios…” the man told me carefully. I knew nothing about this. _____________ Later on, Wilbert led me to one of the private rooms where we could have a meeting. He was with Chris and by now, good food and clothes had been provided for me. All I had to do was to give an order and it would be done. “The Red Lions' trio is a body of three members that assists the leader in the making of decisions. It contains the lead general of the red lions, the advisor, and the captain of the undercover agents…” Wilbert explained.

Alpha Kilian discreetly averted his gaze. “Mr. Yondel, do introduce your team.” Nelson smiled. “Chris Dunne is our pack’s most skilled coder. This is Tommy Hanson, Ross Donovan, and Leo Galvan. The last person is new to our pack. She’s not part of the project, but she’s here to listen in.” Nelson purposely omitted Nelly’s name. Meanwhile, she sat there calmly, expressionless, acting as if she didn’t recognize Alpha Kilian. Alpha Kilian stared at her for a while, hoping to find something familiar about her. But he couldn’t find any traces.

Thankfully, his second pocket was useful. “When you find the Alpha Triplets, give them this.” Jason nodded, unable to keep his eyes open for long and I hugged both of them. “We’ll find them,” they chorused in the lowest tones and I led them out. Enough was enough. Lilith had to go down. I couldn’t do it myself but there were three wolves that could. The ones that were ready to die and kill for Katrina. The Alpha Triplets.