1. The Kings!

Author's POV

"Alpha king... P__please forgive me. I beg you. I didn't mean it, I didn't mean anything bad. Please..."

A werewolf was kneeling in front of them, begging for his dear life while the trio were sitting on the leather chairs like kings. Their faces void of any emotion except anger.

The pleadings of that wolf was music to their ears, they enjoy and crave absolute control and power over everything.

The only fault of that wolf was he called them monsters which wasn't wrong. The trio were even worst that satan himself, their doings will put the devil in shame and they knew it. They know that they are monsters but according to them this filthy wolf has no right to talk about them like this. No one disrespects them and if someone does then it would be his last day on earth.

Dimitri their beta and most trusted man looked at the trio and they nodded in agreement, Dimitri took that as his cue and came forward. That scared the wolf more and he started shaking in fear, for a second he thought about fighting back but whom was he kidding. He had no chance against the beta or worst the hybrid kings. 

Dimitri grabbed his hair and yanked his head back. Everyone present there were witnessing the punishment silently, it was another lesson and a warning for everyone that no one disrespects the kings.

Dimitri without hesitation sliced his throat with his sharp claws and blood started pouring immediately and soon the wolf was dead. Dimitri scowled at the body hatefully and pushed him on the floor. He was a loyal beta and if someone disrespects his alphas he would be the first person to kill them.

The trio looked at the deadbody with satisfaction and stood from their chairs. Everyone bowed in front of them in respect which they seized with the help of fear.

They walked in their study leaving the chaos outside. The study room was neatly organised with their important business files and various types of books. The room was occupied with a large mahogany table, bookshelves, paintings and a huge chandelier giving the room and them a majestic look.

They were triplets born with an unbreakable bond. They share everything from their office to the bedroom and even their women.  

With their unbreakable bond they conquered the supernatural world. Both werewolf and vampire kingdoms, even witches all of them. They were blessed with immense power but their unity was their real power and everyone was scared of that. No one desired to come in their radar by offending them.

Nicolai took off his suit jacket and opened the two buttons of his shirt. Sitting on his chair he lit his cigarette and took a long drag before puffing the smoke out. His Amber eyes were shining in satisfaction after watching that filthy wolf loose his life. His hands were itching to rip him apart by himself but he simply didn't wanted to ruin his suit by his blood. He ran his fingers through his hair relaxing in his chair and looked at his brothers.

Vincent was sitting on his respective chair with a glass of whiskey in his hand, he didn't bother to take off his coat. His green eyes met with Nicolai and they smirked with a knowing look, they were well aware of each other's feelings and Vincent knows that his not so innocent brother enjoyed the slaughtering.

They glanced at Lucifer who was now busy in reading the file. His grey eyes were boring holes in that paper. Nicolai chuckled at his brother by looking at his serious face.

"Come on Lucifer, take some rest man..."

Lucifer glanced at Nicolai and ignored him by focusing on the file again.

Even if they were triplets and had a strong bond they were different from each other.

Nicolai was the youngest among them, sarcastic and cheerful but he has the shortest temper among the three. He won't think twice before killing someone if they mess with him or his brothers. He was blessed with his fierceness.

Vincent on other hand was a cunning and wicked man. The second brother, he made everyone kneel in front of them just by using his mind. He never looses his control easily. Vincent was the one who maintained the balance between the three of them.

And finally Lucifer, he was perfectly fit for that name. The eldest and cruelest amongst the three. If time comes for one's death they beg Vincent and Nicolai for giving them death because Lucifer gives worst than death. He is a man of few words, never really talked much. Most of the people around them even forgot how he sounds. A very private man unlike Vincent and Nicolai.

A mute but the cruelest one.

All three brothers were heaven to women's eyes. They looked like God made them by taking all the time he had in this world but it wasn't true because by their behaviour and way of dealing with people it was confirmed that satan himself made them and gave them all his devilness.

They were the worst nightmare anyone could get on this earth.