Chapter 2

🌻NEW DAY PACK, NEW YORK, NY 🌻

"Scarlet, wake up, we are here." Mom strokes my arm. I crack my eyes a bit, and for a while, I fixate on her, still feeling sleepy. She leaves the car as I hear the voice of a man and fully stirs awake. 

I can't believe I slept throughout the trip from the airport. Everywhere is bright now. I glance through the windshield and see mom squashed into the arms of a hunky man. Very hunky and handsome, I must add. 

Is that Alpha Brandon? The steel-hearted, Alpha Brandon?

He scoops her off the ground and sways her in the air, mom's cheerful giggles reaching me. It is as if I am totally forgotten as they both make out in front of the car. Where I can see.

I roll my eyes and decide to make my grand debut. "Mom." I clear my throat behind them, feeling silly.

"Oh," Mom quips, sliding down his arms. "Brandon, meet my daughter, Scarlet. Scarlet, meet Brandon." She looks adorably at him. "Isn't she a beauty?" My cheeks turn beet red. 

"She is indeed beautiful, my love." His deep vocals resonate. "What else can one expect when she is born by a beauty goddess like you?" He steps forward and takes my hand. Without my permission. "You are welcome to your new home, sweetie. You can call me Dad if you like."

Excuse me? I have a Dad somewhere, Sir, even though mom forbids me from ever talking about him. 

My lips tilt to the side in a pretentious smile and then I snatch my hand away and turn to the door. "Can we go inside now? I am famished, tired and need sleep."

I hear mom say to him. "She is just getting to know you, baby. She is the sweetest little thing if she gets used to you."

Inside the house is magnificent. The colour slabs, the furniture, antiques, the apertures, the tapestries down to the rugs. Not to mention the spiralling staircase. 

Totally magnificent. 

This is the kind of house you only see in Victorian movies. The typical N*****x classics. Well, I didn't expect anything lower from one of the most powerful Alphas in the world.

The only thing I find strange now is how he has been cuddling and smooching my mom, not giving her breathing space. I thought they said this man is a narcissist. Is he just pretending? Or where they all what they were? Rumours?

He clears his throat beside me and I twist around from admiring the mansion to face him. "Sarah here will take you to your room to get you settled after which you can come down for breakfast, okay?" He indicates the petite green-eyed lady that has joined us.

"Okay, thanks." I give my mom a brief glance and saunter after the lady as she climbs the stairs.

The room is no different from any other part of the house I have seen. Everything is impeccable, down to the big bed that can occupy five people.

She welcomes me into the room hence she points me in the direction of the bathroom where I shower, brush and hastily dress up for breakfast. I am very hungry.

Coming down, the table is set and mom and Alpha Brandon smile at me as I enter. Mom beckons me to her and I go to sit down. 

The Omegas serve sumptuous meals and withdraw from the room quietly. As I take my spoon about to dig into the aromatic pepperoni in front of me, the transparent glass doors fling open and three hefty men walk in. Three fucken daredevils!

My spoon is hanging in front of my mouth as my eyes wash over these men that look like they just walked out directly from the front covers of a scandalous magazine. Holyyyy fuck!

The one at the front is dressed in black loose suit trousers, with a loose matching black shirt that is recklessly unbuttoned, showing a part of his upper torso. He had raven hair that is well-trimmed to the root, leaving only imaginative strands that gave him a samurai look. He is very tall and his powerful muscles visible through the light-woven shirts, and has me gulping loud. 

The other, look slimmer, yet you can tell he had hard muscles like the other man, even if well hidden beneath the ash Jalamia he is donning. His eyes were bluer and from the quirk of his lips, you will know he is devilish. 

The last one, a bit tanner and wider in the shoulders, had sharper blue eyes and the grey three-piece suit he wore made him look too serious, and Goddess have mercy, his biceps are threatening to burst through them. 

They look so much alike in their eyes, their movements, hair and eye colours. The difference being their haircuts, dresses and body builds.

"Scarlet?..."

I flick my eyes to mom, dropping the spoon loudly on my plate and forcing a smile as the three of them sit opposite me in a practised style, all the while their eyes never leaving me. "Y-Yes, mom..."

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, mother, I am...fine." On impulse my eyes travel to them yet again, but quickly, I look away and try to focus on the food in front of me. 

Who are these men? 

I thought Julius is the most handsome man alive, but from the look of things, it seems where these men are concerned, Julius might as well look like Melvin Junko the dweeb. 

"Did you hear what Brandon said?" Mom is still talking, she touches my hand beneath the table and I shudder, shaking my head rapidly.

"Sorry, I was...lost in a bit."

As I say that, my stupid eyes flick to the second guy, and see him smirk. What is funny? Do I look funny now?

'Do you smell that?' My wolf, June, breaks the silence for the first time since we caught Julius cheating on us. It makes me tremble, as I am not expecting her.

"Smell what?" I try to sniff the air codedly.

'The smell of mates.' She starts jumping inside me. 'I think they are our mates. All of them are our mates! We have hotter mates.'

"June!" I squeal inside. "Please, stop. We don't need a mate for now, you hear?" Wait, what? What does she mean by 'mates'? 

'In your dreams...' She proceeds to leap about in excitement. Her chatter is distracting me from hearing what mom is presently saying.

I tune June out, grab my spoon and look steadily at mom. "Mmm?" My heart is beating again. 

"Scarlet, I have been talking," Mom huffs, using a sly grin to hide her exasperation.

"Sorry, it's..."

"This is Tyler, Kendrick and Wolfe," She points them out respectively, "They're triplets and your step brothers."

Step what? My spoon falls from my hands and clatters to the ground. 

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