Three

Vespa 

Stunned, I watched the guys step down one after the other, and like ants to sugar, lots of girls were swooning over them.

My eyes photographed them and the best adjective to describe them was 'perfect.'

 Well-muscled, they carried themselves with a commanding air of self-confidence very close to arrogance and stepped down one after the other, causing a frenzy among the girls. 

My mouth thinned with envy. I dabbed sweat off my forehead, hating myself for getting provoked by these abnormal freaks. 

 Donovan's public embarrassment had taught me enough lessons for a lifetime. No more werewolves.

"Vespa, these guys are freaking hot," Ria's eyes widened with excitement. "I almost fainted in the airport when I saw them trying to help you. You should thank them specially."

"Sure. Will washing their feet and patting them dry with my hair be enough?"

Ria laughed. I pitied the stupid girls who'd fallen right into their trap.

"Look at that one in a white shirt rocking a blond man-bun," she turned my head in his direction. He was so good-looking that it hurt my eyes.

 He seemed more relaxed than his brothers, wearing a mischievous smile while his left hand wrapped around a tiny girl's hip.

 "Typical fuck boy," I yawned, acting bored.

"Fair enough. Look at the other one behind him."

Ria pointed to his dark-haired brother on a black, leather jacket, chinos pants, and sneakers. He commanded an aura of authority and had deep lines of displeasure ruining his handsome face. 

"Looks like he'd beat the shit out of a chick every chance he got. Domestic violence. Red flag."

"That's harsh," Ria laughed, enjoying herself and leaning against me. "He's giving hot, powerful,all-girls-must-bow-at-my-feet vibes. Gosh, can you imagine his lips teasing your nipple, possessing you, and sliding his finger across…"

"Are you ovulating?" I gave her a side glance. "Because I remember you loud and clear, criticizing me for sleeping with a werewolf."

"There are exceptions. Donovan isn't as handsome as these stinking hot and sexy male specimens."

"Okay, I've heard enough. Hand out the forms and badges to the new students."

"You're no fun," she blew me a raspberry. "Let's analyze the third one."

"No," I said firmly, blocking my ears. 

We waited patiently for the girls flocking around the boys to have some semblance of dignity and stop behaving like sex-starved dogs.

Frustrated, I banged the table. "Ladies, move aside and let the other students through. This is not a strip club."

The triplet brothers' gazes locked onto mine, so intense that I felt a strange rumble in my stomach.

 I looked away immediately like a child caught stealing, pretending to be nonchalant. But one of them, the one Ria and I didn't analyze, walked over and smiled, revealing a deep dimple on his left cheek and amusement in his steel-gray eyes

Slightly shorter than his brothers, he rocked long and messy light brown hair. I couldn't even look this one in the eye. He was beautiful.

"Hey, it's you," he smiled like he was talking to an old friend. "I'm glad you're okay and…"

"Name?" I cut him off abruptly, ignoring the silly grin he flashed. He hesitated for a second, caught off guard by the harshness of my tone.

 "Zeke."

"I suppose you have a surname."

"Wolfe."

"How predictable," I muttered, typing his name into the computer. "Here's your room card and badge." I handed him a clipboard and a plastic card with his name and photo on it.

But when our hands brushed, his eyes raked slowly and seductively over mine, lazily appraising me. My heartbeat banged against my ribcage. 

"Shouldn't you be thankful that my brothers and I helped you at the airport? Why so harsh?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," I lied.

 His brothers approached him, almost pushing him aside. All three had one thing in common, the same shade of steel-gray eyes.

The one with the permanent frown stared at me, from my face to my boobs and back to my face. 

Swallowing, I looked away.

"Meet my brothers, Kai and Ziah," Zeke continued. I cleared my throat and mustered enough courage to look him in the eye.

"There are free registration desks. Kindly spread out and meet the other officials."

"Why can't you take care of things yourself? It's just paperwork," the one with the permanent frown sneered. I hated his guts instantly.

Grabbing a pen and a stack of papers, the brother rocking a man bun, who, might I add, looked like a chronic flirt, broke into a hot smile.

"I suppose you're over your dizzy spell?"

Successfully ignoring them, I attended to Zeke because he was here before his brothers. But when the other two leaned closer, they trapped me in an overwhelming sensation. 

I couldn't explain it, but my body gave a surprised jerk, vibrating and awash with overlapping ripples. God forbid that I lust after a werewolf again. 

"Not even a thank you for helping you the other day?" Ziah, the flirty one, teased and the grumpy one lowered his head, meeting me eye to eye. His gaze was so intense, and those full lips…

Ria was right. He had lips to die for. 

"Don't scare her, Kai," Zeke said without taking his gaze off me. "You and Ziah are acting like you want to get into your panties and shove…"

"Shut up," angry Kai snapped.

"Then stop scaring the girl."

In seconds, an argument arose among the brothers. My mouth gaped open in shock. Ria exchanged glances with me, mouthing "What's going on?"

 Suspecting that the trio was up to no good, I did what was best for me. Slipped the hell away. Unfortunately, Kai, the grumpy one, who seemed to have the sharpest tongue, caught up with me. 

"Respectfully fuck off."

He smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Have lunch with me."

His statement sounded like an order, pissing me off. I halted and turned around with the nastiest frown I could manage. 

"Why would I want to have lunch with a half-man?"

He moved closer and closer, making me take several steps back.

"I'm more man than every male in your life can ever be. I repeat, have lunch with me."

His brothers stood several steps away, their frowning gazes locked on us. 

"You'll have to drag me by my hair. I advise you and your brothers to stay away from me. I've had enough drama to last me a lifetime."

"We'll see about that," he smirked again, eyeing me from head to foot and walking away, making sure that none of his brothers cornered him.

He acted so superior to them, reminding me of my cousin, Sibyl, a lethal demon who made my childhood a living hell. 

Shaking my thoughts away, I headed straight to my dorm and collapsed on my bed. I hadn't even gotten over Donovan yet and didn't need any more complications.

Ria rushed in and perched on my reading chair beside my bed while holding her hair up with a pin

."For someone trying to keep her head though, you sure got a truckload of attention from three hot triplet brothers. You should hire a bodyguard just in case"

 "And why is that?"I asked in a dry tone.

"Girls are gonna hate you so bad."

"Whatever," I grumbled, getting up. "I'm headed to the radio station for my slot."

"Maybe share some tips for attracting hot, sexy dudes because you seem to have the knack for it."

I flipped her the middle finger and headed out.

All night, I couldn't sleep because my thoughts were filled with Donovan and the disgrace he brought upon me. If only I could cry and vent out my pain. Crying used to help ease my pain, but I swore to never shed a tear, no matter the circumstance. 

 After a quick shower the next morning, I dressed in a simple green tunic that matched my eyes and cowboy boots. While waiting for the Multimedia Journalism Ethics lecture in class, my eyes almost popped out of their socket.

 Donovan's pregnant girlfriend walked in, with her arm wrapped around one of the triplets; the flirty one, Ziah if I'm not mistaken.

When they approached my row, I ducked my head, pretending to be very interested in my newly-drafted chapter for my final thesis.

But their sharp werewolf vision spotted me and stopped moving. Donovan's girl looked smug and rubbed her stomach. She seemed to have a covenant with the colors yellow and green.

Ziah's gaze met mine and held. I looked away immediately, hating that I was reacting to him. They occupied the seats behind me and Ziah tried to get my attention, but I ignored him. 

After the boring lecture, he tried to talk to me."Vespa. Lovely name."

The way he tasted my name with his tongue made me shiver with pleasure. But I kept on with the pretense and greeted him with silence. Just because he was handsome didn't mean he could win my heart.

"Sorry about yesterday," he continued. "My brothers might have come off too strong on you. That's how they are. Meet my cousin Nebula."

My mouth widened in shock. Donovan's new girlfriend was the triplets' cousin? This sudden attention must be planned work.

"Close your mouth before flies land on it," the silly girl smirked. "You're the hoodlum who thought you had a shot with my man. Unfortunately, he picked me and it will remain that way."

Ziah rebuked his cousin, warning her to stop acting stupid. I packed my stuff to leave. He rushed after me but I ignored him and his fucking cologne messing with my head. 

 "What attracted you to that fool?"

The question brought me to a halt. He tried to touch my arm but I swatted his hand away. "Stay away from me. You and your brothers should get a hobby. I'm not your plaything."

A sincere apologetic look appeared on his face. "I have no hand in whatever that weakling Donovan did to you. But I'm sorry and I want us to be friends."

"Keep your apology to yourself. I have a handful of friends."

"Come on," he grinned, batting his lashes, which were ridiculously long for a guy's. "I mean no harm at all. How about us going for lunch to grab a bite? I don't tak

e no for an answer."

"Do I look hungry to you?"

He kept pestering me and even promised to tell me what went down between Donovan and his cousin. Because I needed closure, I agreed.