As we enter a room in the pack house, confusion etches my face upon realizing that my parents are present. I move toward them.
Alex paces the room with palpable fury, his brothers sharing the same anger.
"Why are you stopping us from claiming Alice as our mate?" Alex demands, his frustration evident.
"Because one of you is already betrothed to someone else," Alpha George stated, and his gaze shifted toward me. Confusion mirrored my expression. Why is he looking at me?
“What!” The triplets exclaimed, their eyes widening in shock and confusion at their father's unexpected revelation. They exchanged incredulous glances, the weight of their father's announcement settling heavily over them.
"Yes, one of you must marry Hannah, daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Pack. So, you boys can't claim Alice as your mate,"
My heart quickens, confusion and disbelief marring my features. "What?" I blurt out, my eyes searching for confirmation or denial from my parents. They avoid my gaze, refusing to meet my eyes. The realization hits me like a sudden storm – I have been betrothed without my consent.
Cameron voices the disbelief that resonates within me. "You must be joking, Father."
"He's not, son." Luna Marley interjects.
"How can you make such a huge decision without consulting us first?” Lorenzo questions, frustration evident in his voice.
"We have enough experience to know we don’t require you boys’ involvement in such decisions.” Alpha George says
"Alice is our mate. You both know the importance of the mate bond. How can you expect us to ignore it and marry someone who's not our mate?" Alex, argues.
"You boys are strong enough to overcome the damage caused by the breaking of the mate bond. This alliance will be made." Alpha George insists.
"No, we are not!" Alex erupts in anger.
"You are! This alliance must be made," Alpha George declares, sealing the fate that intertwines the destinies of the triplets and me in a union none of us had anticipated.
Cameron points an accusing finger at me, his words laced with anger. "You did this, right?" Shocks mirror my features, and I shake my head, denying any involvement.
“Don’t you fuck lie to me bitch. This has you written all over it.” Lorenzo adds, joining his brother in the belief that I had a hand in the situation. If only he knew how shocked I was.
"I swear I had nothing to do with this," I protest.
"Lies! I don’t believe you. You must be the one responsible for this." Lorenzo moves closer to me, eyes glaring with deep hatred.
"You've always been jealous of Alice, and now you finally get a chance at taking what's hers," Cameron accuses.
"I swear I didn't know about this."
"Stop fucking lying!" He yells, striking me across the face. A gasp escaped everyone's lips as his strike reverberated through the room. I raise my gaze, locking eyes with Cameron, disbelief etched across my face. If not for the sting on the side of my face, I wouldn't believe he actually hit me.
"What is wrong with you, why would you hit her?" Alpha George intervenes, pushing Lorenzo away from me.
“I can’t believe he did," Luna Marley says, walking to my side and checking my face. She looks at me with remorse in her eyes.
"That’s what she deserves for taking our mate away from us, and if she’s not careful, she might receive something worse than a slap," Cameron says.
"Enough!" Alpha George's voice echoes through the room. Cameron and Lorenzo exchange heated glances but step back, restraining their anger at Alpha George's command.
" Do you think I would still give the title to one of you if something happened to her?"
"Father!" Alex exclaims, the shock etches itself across his features. He finally speaks again.
"Yes, if anything were to happen to this girl before one of you married her, kiss the Alpha title goodbye."
"You can’t be serious," Cameron says, his voice mirroring his brother's disbelief.
"He is," Luna Marely says, and I stare at her in disbelief for the kindness she’s showing me. She doesn’t know me that much, but she protected me while my own parents just watched. I feel a pang of sadness in my heart.
Luna Marley turns to face me, her hands gently enveloping mine. "I'm sincerely sorry for my son's behavior. Your cheeks must still be stinging," she says, her fingers carefully grazing my face.
“It’s okay, it’s all healed already,” I assure her with a faint smile.
“That’s good to hear, and I promise you once you move to our pack, no harm will come to you. My mate and I will make sure of it” she adds.
"Thank you, but I don't think that's necessary."
Her brow furrows with concern."What do you mean?"
“I am grateful for you choosing me to marry one of your sons, but I will have to decline,” I respond, shifting my gaze toward Alex. Despite my feelings for him, this forced union is not what I desire.
Someone's eyes linger on me, and I glance at my parents. I swallow hard, seeing the burning glare in their eyes, but it's gone in a second as my mom forces a smile on her face, approaching Luna Marley.
“Don’t mind her, Luna Marley. She’s just shaken by the slap and doesn’t actually mean it,” Mom says, attempting to downplay my refusal.
"Yes, Hannah is more than happy to marry one of your sons, and if I may suggest, Alex would be a suitable match," Dad adds, my heart sinking. What are my parents doing? Can't they see the hardship and unhappiness this marriage would bring? Why would they condemn me to such a fate?
“We also had Alex in mind,” Alpha George declares, smiling, worsening the situation.
“You people fucking serious right now? How can you decide…” Alex protests, annoyed at our parents for disregarding our opinions. I also notice he stops talking midway, his eyes turning golden, indicating he's having a conversation with his wolf. His eyes widen, in panic.
“I need to go right now. Alice is in trouble,” he declares, running out the door.
"What happened to her?" Cameron asks.
"Go after him, and we will find out," Lorenzo says, grabbing his Cameron and running after Alex.
Alpha George and Luna Marley share a look, anger etched into their faces from the triplet’s behavior. But that’s not what has my brows furrowing in confusion.
“Go after him,” Alpha George instructs.
“Me?” I'm taken aback; he surely knows I'm the last person Alex wants to see right now.
“Yes, you are going to be his Luna. Use this opportunity to talk and sort things out. Go after him,” Luna Marley encourages.
“We can talk another time,"
“Alright, just go after him and make sure he’s fine. His wolf seems on edge,” Alpha George says.
I part my lips to decline again, but one glare from my mother pushes the words back down my throat.
“No problem, I will,” I say, exiting the room, following Alex' scent. I hope to find him, but at the same time, I dread the encounter. I don’t think he wants to see me right now, and I certainly don't want to worsen an already difficult situation.
“Do you realize how utterly foolish we look right now, trailing after his scent?” Poppy grumbles in my head.“What other choice did I have?” I reply, walking down the pathway where Poppy is skillfully picking up Alex' scent.“You had the choice to say no,” Poppy retorts sharply.“I didn’t, and you know it.”“You did, and you should have. Alex would never have bothered chasing after you if the situation were reversed”“You don’t know that,” I argue.“I do, and you know it too. Alex would have left you to rot in this forest.”“Poppy!”“I’m just stating the truth,” she says in a matter-of-fact tone.“You can't be certain of that.”“I am, and despite convincing yourself that you only came because his parents requested it, I know that's a lie. Deep down, you would have sought him out to ensure he was alright.”I remain silent, acknowledging she's right.“I can't control it, and you know why,” I finally admit after a pregnant pause.“I do, and that’s why I sometimes wish you had a heart as
ALEXThe walk back is shrouded in a heavy, suffocating silence, the unspoken tension hanging thick between us. As I trail behind Hannah, I become an unnoticed shadow, my steps echoing the distance that has grown. Our return to the room where our parents await is met with an oppressive stillness, a palpable discomfort that lingers in the air. Dad, his face etched with anger, shatters the quietude as soon as we enter."Where were you? We were worried sick," he demands, the visible distress etched on his face."With my mate," I retort, meeting his gaze defiantly."The sooner you reject her, the better for you," Dad advises sharply."I will never reject her. Alice is my mate, and if I become Alpha, she'll be my Luna, not Hannah," I declare, casting a disdainful glance at Hannah, who wears a pained expression that goes unnoticed by me."Alice can't be Luna; that position belongs to Hannah!" Dad insists, his voice raised."No, it doesn't," I argue back."As the eldest son, you should be wil
I lean against a tree, arms crossed, positioned a few feet away from the pack house where the ballroom is located, waiting for Alice. Our pack house, nestled in the heart of the woods, is surrounded by tall trees, emphasizing our close connection to nature as werewolves. Although the night is young, I couldn't care less for its beauty. My mood is so sour that I can't even appreciate the starry night sky, with the moon shining brightly. I sent an omega to call her. My gaze fixates on a solitary stone beneath my feet, the minutes ticking away with excruciating slowness. The relentless howls of my wolf echo in my mind, a storm of conflicting emotions urging me to reconsider my decision with every passing moment of Alice's impending arrival. I truly wish I could, but the past hour has shown me I couldn't.I thrust myself away from the tree as the unmistakable scent of Alice wafts through the air. As she materializes before me, she wastes no time, throwing her arms around me in a gesture f
HANNAHWith a gentle thud, I close the car door, my eyes lifting to behold the grandeur of the Sky Packhouse. The sheer magnificence of the colossal mansion, designed to house thousands of werewolves, stands as a testament to the power of the pack. Werewolves move purposefully in and out, already bustling with activity in the early hours. As I turn around, the car purrs to life behind me, and I watch my parents drive away without a farewell. A pang of hurt clenches my heart.The memory of last night's conversation with my mom about the impending photo shoot with Alex and the forced marriage resurfaces. The tears well up as I ponder if they couldn't see the pain this loveless marriage would inflict. I understand the duty to my pack, but sacrificing my happiness seems an exorbitant price to pay. The realization that my parents don't perceive it that way stings deeply.Releasing a breath, I shake my head, deciding to proceed with what brought me here. As I approach, I step inside the gra
Staring at Alex, I'm rocked to the core by the revelation that Poppy has just voiced. His recent rejection of Alice leaves only one conclusion: I am his second mate. The weight of that realization settles over me like a heavy shroud. Me? His second chance, mate. It's a concept I struggle to wrap my mind around, disbelief mingling with the years of longing for the day I would finally meet my mate. And yet, here he stands before me, the very man I've yearned for. But amidst the whirlwind of emotions, Poppy tells me she can still sense the raw pain of his recent rejection. My heart aches for him, empathy flooding my being.In that fleeting moment, Alex slowly unwraps his arms from around my waist, creating a physical distance between us. I maintain my gaze, my eyes betraying the pity and compassion swirling within me.Running my eyes over his form, I take in the sight of the white vest he wears, its fabric clinging to his muscular arms and offering a tantalizing glimpse of what lies bene
I lock eyes with Alex, feeling the slow burn of lust igniting within me as his hands rest on my waist. My heart races with anticipation, wondering what will unfold next. But just as I'm lost in the moment, Poppy, in control of my body, moves slowly and deliberately, guiding Alex's hand to my breast.A shiver runs down my spine as a soft moan escapes my lips. My eyes widen in shock at my own behavior, the realization of what's happening sinking in with each passing second."Poppy, stop this instant," I whisper-yell, my voice trembling with a mix of arousal and apprehension as I struggle against the overpowering urge to surrender to Alex's touch. The fire he ignites within me is undeniable, and I'm torn between the intoxicating pleasure and the need to resist.But Poppy refuses to relent, her voice echoing in my mind with persistence."No, Hannah. You have longed for this day for so long," she insists, her words a reminder of the desires that have simmered beneath the surface for far to
Awakening in the late afternoon, I find myself bathed in the soft, golden light filtering through the curtains. I reach out for Alex, expecting to feel his warmth beside me, but my hand meets empty air. Opening my eyes, I sit up and scan the room, my heart sinking as I realize he's gone. There's no trace of him, not even a lingering scent. I run my hand through my hair with a sigh, a pang of hurt gnawing at me despite my efforts to brush it aside. After all, I know we are mates, but not a couple.Throwing the covers off my body, I make my way to the bathroom, eager to freshen up before I leave. With each step, I feel an ache between my legs, and a blush creeps up my cheeks as memories of this morning flood my mind. Alex had surprised me with his skills. I hadn't anticipated his roughness, nor did I expect to enjoy it as much as I did. But in that moment of shared intimacy, I discovered a new aspect of myself, a side that craved the intensity and passion he offered. With Alex, it seems
“You thought this is what I wanted?” Alex barks, his voice slicing through the tense silence like a blade.“Yes. I tried to tell you the dress wasn’t appropriate, but you threatened to come in and put it on for me, so I had to wear it,” I explain, hoping that he sees I didn’t choose this dress on purpose.Alex releases a dark chuckle that sends shivers down my spine before he speaks again. “So, you're telling me my pack arranged for you to wear this fucking excuse of a dress?” His voice takes on a different tone, filled with a mix of frustration and curiosity.I nod, too frightened to utter a word, my heart pounding in my chest as I navigate the unpredictable shifts in his demeanor."Maybe the clerk made a mistake. I don’t know," I add after a pregnant pause, hoping to diffuse the tension. Alex lifts a brow, tilting his head slightly as he stares at me intently. I nod once again, silently pleading for him to believe me and let me go. As much as I enjoy our closeness, his shifting mood