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Mated To The Alpha Triplet Princes

Mated To The Alpha Triplet Princes

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Eira, a timid omega, spent her life enduring ridicule and rejection in the Blood Crescent Pack. The Mate Ceremony was supposed to change her fate, but her dreams shattered when her fated mate, Caden, publicly rejected her. Heartbroken and humiliated, Eira fled into the forest, only to be captured by ruthless slavers. Sold to the mysterious Alpha Triplet Princes-three dangerously powerful and alluring brothers-Eira is thrust into a world of dominance and desire she never anticipated. The triplets, known for their cruelty and insatiable appetites, see her as nothing more than a pawn in their games. But as Eira's fiery defiance sparks something unexpected in the princes, her role as their possession becomes far more complicated. As secrets of the past unravel and the triplets' true motives come to light, Eira must navigate a dangerous path filled with power struggles, dark desires, and forbidden emotions. Will she remain their captive, or will she find the strength to reclaim her destiny? In this steamy, suspenseful tale of betrayal, survival, and passion, Eira discovers that the bonds of fate are not easily broken-and neither is her spirit.

Chapter 1 Shattered Bonds

Eira laid on her bed staring at the ceiling, her mind drafted to the triplets, something about them makes her so...alive.

She felt as if she can't stop thinking about them. They made it hard to focus. When she tries to write they appear in front of her face, their eyes, their pale complexions, their small pointed ears, their large hands. She remembers their broad shoulders, all that made her feel horny.

She felt her hard nipples, making her way to her clit, her fingers twitched by her sides. Her body was getting excited and her eyes were looking at her pink pussy. Eira bit her lower lip. She wanted to stop but she couldn't. Every time she looked away she would start again.

Her hands were reaching for her breast, caressing it slowly before pulling on the nub. Suddenly, she felt a warm liquid spreading from her cleavage onto her panties.

***

3 days earlier

***

The moon hung low in the sky, bathing the Blood Crescent Pack's gathering grounds in pale silver light. The air was thick with tension, the kind that sank into the bones and made every breath feel heavy.

Eira stood on the outskirts of the crowd, her thin frame trembling as the pack gathered for the Mate Ceremony. This night was supposed to mark a new beginning for her, a moment she had dreamed of despite the ridicule and disdain she faced daily as an omega.

All around her, wolves whispered, their voices laced with malice and mockery.

"She's wasting her time," one sneered, his voice loud enough to carry.

"Can you imagine anyone claiming her?" another chuckled, the sound cutting like a blade.

Eira clenched her fists, her nails biting into her palms. She refused to let them see her tears. Tonight was meant to be different. Tonight, her mate would step forward and change everything.

The crowd quieted as a tall figure emerged from the shadows. Caden, the Beta's son, strode into the center of the gathering, his every step exuding confidence. His blond hair gleamed under the moonlight, and his icy blue eyes scanned the crowd with a calculating gaze.

When his eyes locked onto hers, Eira's heart stuttered. A warmth spread through her chest, the undeniable pull of the mate bond sparking to life.

Her wolf stirred inside her, howling in joy. Caden was hers. The Moon Goddess had chosen him for her. Relief surged through her, and for the first time in years, she allowed herself to hope.

She stepped forward, her lips parting to speak, but the coldness in Caden's eyes froze her in place.

"No." His voice rang out, sharp and final.

The weight of his rejection hit her before his words registered. A collective gasp swept through the crowd, and Eira felt every eye turn toward her.

"What?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

Caden stepped closer, his lips curling into a cruel smirk. "I, Caden of the Blood Crescent Pack, reject you, Eira, as my mate."

The bond shattered inside her, the pain searing through her chest like a blade. Her wolf howled in agony, the sound echoing in her mind as she staggered back.

"No!" The word tore from her throat as she reached for him, desperation clawing at her. "Why? We're fated-"

"Fated?" Caden laughed, the sound cold and mocking. "Do you really think the Moon Goddess would pair me with a weak, pathetic omega like you?"

The crowd erupted into laughter, their jeers a cruel symphony that drowned out Eira's racing thoughts. She tried to speak, to defend herself, but the lump in her throat choked her words.

Caden leaned closer, his voice a venomous whisper. "You're nothing to me, Eira. You never were."

The finality in his words shattered what little remained of her spirit. The laughter grew louder, ringing in her ears as she stumbled away from the crowd, her vision blurred with tears.

The laughter twisted into a cruel cacophony, each jeer like a dagger to Eira's heart. Her wolf whimpered, retreating into the depths of her soul, but something else surged forward-anger. A raw, blistering fury burned through her, washing away the pain and humiliation.

Her trembling stopped, her hands balling into fists as she turned back toward Caden. He stood there, smirking, basking in the attention of the crowd like a conquering hero. The sight of him, so smug and cruel, snapped something inside her.

"You!" Eira's voice cut through the laughter, loud and sharp. The crowd fell silent, their eyes widening as they turned to her.

Caden raised an eyebrow, his smirk faltering for just a moment. "What now, omega? Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?"

Eira's body moved before her mind caught up. She lunged at him, her claws unsheathing as she struck. "You bastard!"

The crowd gasped as her hand connected with his face, her claws raking across his cheek. Blood welled up instantly, dark and stark against his pale skin. Caden stumbled back, his hand flying to his face as he stared at her in disbelief.

"You lied to me!" she screamed, her voice trembling with rage. "You let me believe we were something-someone I could trust!"

Caden growled, his icy blue eyes narrowing. "You dare-"

"Yes, I dare!" Eira interrupted, her chest heaving. "You call me weak, but it's you who's pathetic, hiding behind your status and your cruelty. You're nothing but a fucking coward!"

The crowd was stunned into silence, their jeers forgotten as they watched the omega challenge the Beta's son. Caden's face twisted in fury, his hand dropping to reveal the blood dripping from the gashes she had left.

"You'll regret that," he hissed, stepping toward her.

But Eira didn't wait for him to retaliate. She turned and bolted, her feet pounding against the earth as she pushed through the crowd. Wolves leaped aside, startled by the ferocity in her eyes.

"Stop her!" someone shouted, but Eira didn't look back. Her wolf surged forward, lending her speed and strength as she ran into the forest.

The trees closed around her, their shadows stretching long under the pale moonlight. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, her mind a whirlwind of pain and anger.

She didn't stop until her legs gave out, her knees hitting the damp earth as sobs wracked her body. Alone in the forest, far from the laughter and the betrayal, she let the tears fall.

***

"Why?" she whispered into the darkness, her voice trembling.

Her wolf whimpered, the pain of rejection leaving them both hollow. The mate bond, a gift from the Moon Goddess, was supposed to be sacred, unbreakable. But Caden had discarded it like it was nothing, like she was nothing.

The sound of footsteps behind her made her freeze. Her body tensed, her instincts screaming danger as she turned to face the source of the noise. Two men emerged from the shadows, their faces obscured by the hoods of their dark cloaks.

"Well, what do we have here?" one of them drawled, his voice smooth and sinister.

Eira scrambled to her feet, her heart pounding. "Who are you?"

"A lost little wolf," the other man said, his smile sharp as a blade. "How fortunate for us."

Eira took a step back, her pulse racing. "Stay away from me."

The men exchanged a glance before moving toward her with predatory precision. Eira turned to run, but they were faster. One of them grabbed her arm, his grip like iron, while the other pressed something cold and metallic against her neck.

"Let me go!" she screamed, struggling against their hold.

"Don't bother fighting," the first man said, his voice calm and cruel. "You're coming with us."

Eira thrashed against them, but their strength was overwhelming. They bound her wrists with silver chains, the burning metal sapping her strength and leaving her wolf silent and weak.

"Why are you doing this?" she demanded, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and fury.

The second man chuckled, his dark eyes gleaming. "Because you'll fetch a good price."

Eira's stomach churned as the meaning of his words sank in. She fought harder, but it was no use. The chains held firm, and the men dragged her deeper into the forest, their laughter echoing in the night.

*****

When Eira finally opened her eyes, she found herself in a dimly lit cage. The cold, unyielding iron bars pressed against her back as she sat curled in the corner, her wrists still raw from the silver chains. The stench of sweat and despair hung heavy in the air, mingling with the faint scent of blood.

Around her, other cages held wolves of varying ages, their eyes hollow and defeated. Some whimpered softly, while others stared blankly at the floor, their spirits broken.

"Where am I?" Eira whispered, her voice hoarse.

No one answered.

The days blurred together, marked only by the arrival of the slavers who dragged wolves from their cages to be sold to the highest bidder. Each time the cage door opened, Eira's heart raced, dread pooling in her stomach.

When it was finally her turn, two burly men yanked her to her feet and shackled her wrists again with silver. Her legs trembled as they hauled her into a grand hall filled with wolves and humans alike. The opulence of the room-a dazzling chandelier, velvet drapes, and polished floors-felt grotesque against the backdrop of her despair.

The auctioneer's voice boomed across the hall. "Lot thirty-seven! A young female omega with potential. Strong-willed and unclaimed. Starting bid: fifty thousand!"

Eira clenched her jaw, her nails biting into her palms. She refused to meet the eyes of the crowd, though she could feel their gazes crawling over her like insects.

"Fifty-five!"

"Sixty!"

The numbers climbed higher and higher, each bid a reminder of her powerlessness. Eira kept her head down, fighting the urge to scream.

"Five hundred thousand."

The hall fell silent.

Eira's head snapped up, her breath catching in her throat.

At the back of the room stood three men, their presence commanding and otherworldly. They were identical in appearance, with dark hair and piercing golden eyes that glowed with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

"The Alpha Princes," someone whispered, their voice filled with awe and fear.

"Sold," the auctioneer declared, his voice trembling.

The triplets moved forward, the crowd parting for them like shadows retreating from the light. Eira's captors dragged her off the platform and delivered her to the princes, her legs barely supporting her weight.

"She's ours now," the youngest said, his lips curling into a smirk.

"Ours to break," the second one added, his voice smooth and laced with dark amusement.

The eldest stepped closer, his golden eyes boring into hers. "Welcome to your new life, omega."

Eira swallowed hard, her fear battling with the flicker of defiance in her chest. "I'm not your property."

The eldest prince's lips curved into a dangerous smile. "You'll learn soon enough."

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