Chapter 1
Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings
Aurora.
I let out a weary sigh when my eyes met with the huge clock that rested on the wall.
It was past 1am.
Yesterday's chores were heavy. Despite starting them very early before anyone was awake, I finished the next day with no break at all.
Nathalia, the Alpha's daughter was pleased to see me buried in work. She rejected anyone's attempt to assist me and punished them severely...just like she always does.
Her actions pulled people away from me as they were scared of her harsh punishments.
No one dared crossed her or they'll be sorry!
She enjoyed seeing me miserable, it was some sort of entertainment to her.
It pleased her to see that I had no one on my side.
Nathalia and I were born on the same day by different mothers. We shared the same father, but her mother was the Luna while my mother was the Alpha's mistress...or the Alpha's whore.
Twenty years of our existence, Nathalia hates me without a reason. It was understandable, my mother was her father's whore.
She never cease to make my life miserable at the slightest opportunity and also reminding me that I was a bastard who will never get accepted, the daughter of a filthy whore as she calls me.
My mother on the other hand wasn't helping matters. Her role in my life was to add to the miseries that Nathalia created. I thought a mother protects, loves and cares for her child, but my mother did the opposite.
I knew she wished she never had me and she doesn't stop telling me that every day at the slightest provocation. Soon, it became a song that I was used to, a song that never stops. But I didn't let it bother me.
Even though I acted brave and pretended it never got to me...it shattered my heart to pieces knowing my mother hates me.
I had never wronged her in anyway, I was always in my best behaviour, pleasing her even at my detriment...but it didn't change a bit of her feelings towards me.
She love for me was as cold as ice.
Motherly love was something I never tasted...something I long for every day of my life, but I knew i would never get it.
Though my father never showed any affection towards me, he didn't make my life miserable and sad. He never stood up for me when my mother or Nathalia were punishing me, but he didn't add to my problems. On rare occasions, when he was in a good mood, he forbids Nathalia from punishing me. I was grateful for that.
Over the years, I had stopped wallowing in self-pity and accepted it as my destiny, even if it was a horrible one.
I jumped in fright when I heard footsteps towards me, hiding behind a pillar, but relief washed over me when I saw a guard on parole.
Great! I and the guards were the only ones awake.
Thanks to that she-devil for keeping me up until this hour while she snored away on her comfy bed.
My face contorted in a frown as I dragged my weak legs across the hallway, staggering towards my room.
I couldn't wait to crash on my bed...at least, my bed didn't hate me. Every muscle in my body protested as they were sapped out of energy as a result of the work overload. With a long shower and quality sleep, I'll bounce back... except there was no room for quality sleep.
"Shit!" I cursed when I remembered the errand my mother sent me. Horror swept through me as vivid imaginations of what she would do to me flashed in my head.
The air in the hallway shifted and everywhere was suddenly hot.
The weakness I felt earlier disappeared in the blink of an eye as it was replaced with fear. My heart pounded hard against my ribs so loud that I could hear it and my hand began to tremble.
That was it. I was dead!
I hope she doesn't remember. I didn't mind waking up very early before she wakes up to clear the chores. I couldn't imagine being beaten in my current state...I could pass out. Fuck. She hated not being responded to.
"Please, just this time," I pleaded to the Moon goddess, hoping she will hear me, "As early as possible, I'll go to her room and she won't even notice,"
Hope replaced my fear as I walked to my room.
Horror rushed through me when I opened the door to see the last person on my mind. My mother.
It was like a bag of ice was thrown on me as i stood rooted on a spot, unable to move with bulging eyes like I had seen a ghost.
"Come here!" She ordered sharply.
I didn't realize minutes had passed before her voice pulled me out of my train of thoughts.
Even in the darkness, I could see a huge frown plastered on her face and I could hear her pacing.
The air in the room got tensed as her anger filled the air like a thick cloud of smoke that suffocated me.
"You'll have broken bones if I have to repeat myself," She threatened, except they were not empty threats.
She meant every word on her thin lips.
Without a choice, I walked to my death, dragging my feet against the tiles as every step I took became heavy.
"Mother, please..." My words were cut off by a resounding slap that made me lose balance, throwing me to the floor.
My head went blank for some seconds before my ears began to ring. Before I could recover, another slap landed on my cheeks and I tasted blood. The weight of the slap was so heavy, I thought I would go deaf in a matter of seconds.
"How dare you disobey me!" She roared in rage.
"I didn't, I swear..."
"Shut up, you bastard! Ungrateful little girl!" She cursed, her eyes spitting fire.
I remained quiet, biting my bruised lips from crying. Talking will just make her more mad than she already was.. My face hurt from the slaps I received and I didn't want to receive more.
My explanation didn't matter anyway.
"You brat! First you disobeyed me and now you made me wait for you?! Who do you think you are?" Her voice rang, hurting my ears.
Her voice was loud enough to wake everyone in their sleep, but she didn't care.
Her hand was about to make its way to my face when i held it unconsciously, "I wanted to iron the cloth you will wear for the arrival of the Alpha King tomorrow, but Nathalia forbids that I leave the rest of the chores. I swear, I wanted to," I pleaded, breaking down in tears.
"How dare you touch me with those filthy hands?" She asked in a dangerously low voice and chills ran down my spine.
How could I forget that she hated being touched by me. I irritated her.
"You good-for-nothing bastard!" She screamed louder, moving away from me like I was covered in vomit.
Her hands were about to throw me against the wall when she stopped, walking away from me.
"That's it. You are growing wild. Until you learn, I'll put you in timeout," She hissed and walked out of my room, "You'll spend the night there,"
"Mother, please. I'll do the chores right now if you permit me," I cried but she motioned to a guard who walked into my room watching me like a hawk watching its prey.
"Too late!" Her merciless voice rang, "Escort her out, or won't you be able to do so?" She nodded and gave a brief smile at the guard.
"Piece of cake, ma'am," He replied with a gruff voice, walking closer to me.
Shit!
I had to act fast.
"Please, mother...not the dungeon. Anything but the dungeon...." My voice shook as I knelt, tugging at her expensive gown while she kicked me. The pain that radiated my head when I hit it against the wall was excruciating, but I didn't mind. Anything but not the dungeon.
"What are you waiting for? Take her away!" She yelled at the guard in anger who sprang into action, dragging me away from my room into the place I dreaded the most.
The dungeon.
Chapter 2AuroraI drifted to sleep not long after I was thrown into the dungeon to rot throughout the night.I could feel the worms in my stomach growl in hunger, reminding me that i hadn't eaten throughout yesterday. I was so engulfed in chores that I didn't eat. Nathalia made sure of that. Despite being fast asleep, I couldn't stop my teeth from chattering in fear as I hugged my battered body tighter. The night was going to be a long freezing one. Panicked shot through me as I felt a pair of tiny legs scurried across my body. It could only be one thing. Rats! The Moon goddess knows how much I detested those creepy creatures. A scream tore from my mouth as I sprang up to my feet in a flash of light, running to a rat-free spot. I muffled another scream as my head hit the hard brick wall and I fell to the cold floor at once. For some seconds, everything went blank as my head rang repeatedly. I massaged the throbbing spot on my head as I sat, resting my back against the wall
Chapter 3DamonMy canines gritted in anger as my eyes narrowed to meet the half-dead man pleading for his life before me like a coward. I hated cowards! And pleading only rekindles the burning inferno inside me. "Be a fucking man, not a pussy!" I lashed at him, ignoring his screams as my elongated claws dug deep into his flesh, slashing his ugly face. "You weren't pleading when you joined the conspiracy," I spat, irritated by his pitiful state. Fucking hypocrite!"Please, my king," he coughed weakly. I could feel his pulse getting weaker as seconds went by. By the way his blood oozed, he won't last long. "It was the devil," His trembling fingers grabbed the edge of my shirt in desperation. Blinding rage washed over me as my eyes turned red. How dare he touch my cloth with his filthy hands?! He was lucky he didn't touch me. "It would be a pleasure to send you back to him," I shot coldly, ripping out his heart from his chest and watched his lifeless body slump down like a pack
Chapter 4Damon"My King!" Rosa bowed briefly, stopping what she was doing before shooting me a questionable look. I could smell her surprise. My arrival threw her off balance, I could sense it with the look she shot me. Was she expecting someone else? She dares not! I could feel my anger build up at the thought of her seeing someone else apart from me. Her pussy was mine. No one should fuck what I was fucking. Relax, Damon, she is only a mistress. A tool for pleasure and enjoyment. Easily discarded when wornout. Anger spread through me at her reluctance to take off her see-through dress."Are you waiting for a special invitation? I said strip!" I commanded, struggling to contain my anger. Why was she acting like it was her first time? Even if it was her first time, I was the Alpha King, I could get what I want anytime I want without questions. The bastard's words still echoed in my head. It affected my temper badly that I had to transfer the aggression on her. Fuck! "Yes, m
Chapter 5 Aurora I didn't know what frightened me more between breaking the Alpha's favourite set of dishes and breaking the dishes on the Alpha King's body. Both punishments meant hell, but I would prefer Nathalia's punishment to that of the Alpha King. My mind went blank and my heart flew to my chest as the dishes crashed loudly on the floor, shattering immediately. I was a dead meat. I quickly bent over, trying to pack the broken items and ignoring the cuts that picked my fingers. But a deadly aura hit my nose, awakening my senses. Panick seized me at the realization of what I had done. I couldn't think of anything else but to run for my life. I didn't want him to kill me in the most unimaginable manner. Rumours had it that he could gorge out your eyes if you look at him the wrong way. He could cut your tongue if you speak without permission, worse of all, he could cut your ears if you listen to what you are not supposed to. He was a savage wild beast, a ruthless A
Chapter 6 Damon The drive home was long and quiet. Jasper kept throwing questionable looks at me from the mirror, but I ignored them, looking away. We were almost home. I could smell it. I relaxed further into my chair, slowly sipping the champagne from the cup as I get myself lost in thoughts. There was only one thing that clouded my mind. The strange girl. What was her name again? Aurora? It had to be that. Judging from her scent, she didn't smell like an Omega, and neither did she smell like a rogue. She had no wolf either. It was difficult to tell who she was. But I could swear I caught a powerful scent in her. My nose doesn't deceive me. If she had a powerful scent in her, why was she reduced to work as a maid. I could tell she was no maid. She was just forced to be one. It had to be the Alpha's daughter, the annoying slut that kept throwing seductively looks my way and touching herself. Goddess, I hate that girl. She should be grateful I didn't stab her slim
Chapter 7 Aurora Before I could process what was happening, Nathalia sent me flying toward the door with another heavy kick. My head hit the hard wooden door, making it ring. I groaned in pain, holding my head with my eyes shut tightly. What I heard was a flick of fingers and before I knew it, two guards dragged me by my arms outside my room, before throwing me on the floor. I struggled to crawl away when Nathalia's figure hovered above me. I couldn't lose my temper. Not in the presence of everyone. But she can humiliate you in the presence of everyone, right? My subconscious yelled at me. I was left without a choice. I had to save myself from unnecessary punishment. "You slut!" She yelled in anger, dragging me by my hair before I could make it across the room. "Let me go," I struggled struggling to push her hand off my hair, but she tightened her grip, almost uprooting my hair strands. My scalp burned in pain as I felt some strands pulled out forcefully. "What is
Chapter 8 Aurora A frown settled on my face at the thoughts and I almost slapped myself at my stupidity. How could I doubt my biological mother because of a mere fur colour? You are so dumb, Aurora, that's why she hates you. I heaved a sigh before glancing at my mother who froze on a spot, watching me suspiciously. Maybe if I was as smart as Nathalia, she would have shown some care. I tore my mind off sad thoughts that crept in slowly, blocking it off completely before it could engulf me. As far as I was concerned, this was the happiest day of my life. The day I shamed Nathalia by transforming into a gigantic wolf more majestic than hers. I drowned in the sea of awe as I marveled at my fur that glittered like precious stones as the sun reflected on it. My jaws dropped to the floor as I got lost in the beautiful sight. I could never get tired of watching it. I wouldn't mind shifting every day to have a look at my shiny fur. A sharp pain pulled me from my thoughts
Chapter 9 Damon I let out a growl, tossing in my sleep as a knock sounded on the door. Who was that son of a bitch?! Switching to a more comfortable position, I drifted to sleep quickly, but it didn't take long before the knock repeated itself. Angrily, I snatched a pillow, covering my ears with it and hissing loudly. I wasn't in the mood for anyone's visit. "Open the door!" A voice ordered causing me to groan. "Son of a bitch!" It cursed. Can Dax fucking leave me alone?! "Get out!" I yelled, pressing the pillow tighter against my ears. Why did Dax always find pleasure in disturbing me? Was it a crime to be a triplet?! "Come on, man!" Dax's voice grew annoyingly loud. "I'm fucking trying to sleep, Dax. Can you get the fuck off?!" I yelled, sitting up, before laying on the bed and fumbling with the duvet once more. Why was Dax always a pain in the ass? I muttered a silent prayer to the Moon goddess as the next few minutes were silent. Seems he got the message.