Ivy has spent her life as a weak, powerless omega, ignored and abused by her pack. For years, she has endured the cruelty of the future Alphas—Ronan, Kieran, and Elias—who see her as nothing more than a worthless servant. But on her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. The mate bond ties her to the very men who despise her. Instead of claiming her, the triplets reject her, leaving her to suffer the unbearable pain of the bond. Trapped in a pack that refuses to let her go, Ivy makes a desperate attempt to escape, only to be captured and labeled a traitor. “Enjoy your new home, little omega. Soon you'll be Our little sex Slave” Kieran smirked, stepping back and closing the cell doors.
Lihat lebih banyakSelena POVI kept my head turned, but inside, I was beaming. That was all I needed to hear. I had him. Hook, line, and leash. The mighty Alpha—so often cruel, so rarely soft—was finally acting like a father. Not because he loved me. No. That ship had sailed a long time ago. But because he was proud of his name, of his legacy, and I had just convinced him that legacy was under threat.I waited until I heard the door close behind him before I allowed myself to sink into the pillows and laugh softly, breathless and quiet. Everything was falling into place.Ivy wouldn’t stand a chance now.She could cry. She could scream. She could deny it until her voice turned to dust. But the pack didn’t need proof. They needed fear. A reason to hate her. A reason to turn on her. And I had given them that.They wouldn’t see a fragile girl anymore. They would see a snake. A traitor. A would-be murderer. And I? I would be the innocent flower blooming after the storm.I touched my lips, imagining the futu
Selena POV.The pain in my stomach was sharp and sudden, like someone had stuck a knife into me and twisted it slowly. I didn’t even get the chance to call for help. One moment, I was standing by the mirror in my chambers, brushing out my hair, and the next, I was on the floor, gasping for breath.Everything around me spun. My vision blurred, and my limbs turned heavy, like they weren’t mine anymore. My skin felt cold, too cold. I heard my own heartbeat in my ears, loud and frantic. Then nothing.When I opened my eyes again, I was in my bed, covered in blankets, with the healer hovering over me. His face was pale, and his hands trembled as he touched my wrist. I didn’t speak. I couldn’t. My throat felt dry, raw, like I had swallowed sand.The Alpha’s voice came next, low and tense. "What happened to her?"The healer shook his head. "Poison. Something slipped into her food or drink. It’s not fatal, but it’s enough to knock someone out and mimic organ failure. I’ve only seen this once be
Ivy's POVThe hallways outside Kiernan's quarters were far too quiet for this time of night. Every creak in the walls, every gust of wind that rattled the windows made me feel like the world was holding its breath, waiting to see what would happen next.I sat in the same place, unmoving, my injured wrist now wrapped tightly in cloth thanks to a passing maid Kiernan had ordered to assist me. The healer still hadn’t come. I was starting to wonder if they ever would.Kiernan hadn’t said much after sitting down across from me. His eyes remained steady, dark, thoughtful. Occasionally they flicked to the door, but mostly they were on me, like he was trying to read my thoughts before I even spoke them.I hated the silence. It let my fears grow teeth."How long until the Alpha comes?" I asked quietly, staring down at my lap.Kiernan didn't move. "Soon."I swallowed hard. That one word hit like a rock to the chest. Soon meant I had very little time left before everything could fall apart. Agai
Ivy's POVThe silence in the guest quarters was suffocating.Ivy sat motionless on the edge of the bed, her injured wrist cradled against her chest. The dull throb had become a rhythm, steady and maddening, pulsing up her arm and into her skull. The room was modest—simple bed, wooden dresser, a small table with a flickering oil lamp—but no matter how soft the bedding or how warm the fire, it felt like a prison. A prettier cage was still a cage.She glanced at the door for the third time in under a minute.Where was the healer?Each second that passed weighed heavier than the last. Her thoughts spiraled—what if Selena had already concocted another lie? What if the Alpha changed his mind? What if the maid recanted her statement out of fear? Ivy wasn’t safe. Not really. Not yet.A soft knock finally came, and she straightened, her heart leaping with hope. The door creaked open, and she forced herself to sit still, bracing for the healer.But it wasn’t the healer.Kiernan stepped inside w
IVY’s POVThe Alpha's office was colder than Ivy remembered. Not in temperature, but in presence. The walls, though tastefully adorned with portraits of past Alphas and heavy, velvet curtains, felt as though they were closing in on her. The scent of aged wood and leather from the furniture was heavy in the air, mixing with the sharp metallic tang of her own blood still trickling from her wrist. Her heart thundered in her chest, so loud she wondered if the Alpha could hear it.He gestured toward the chair across from his desk. "Sit."But Ivy didn’t move. Her legs were stiff, locked in place from fear, pain, and uncertainty. She clutched her wrist closer to her chest, trying to still the trembling. She didn’t trust her knees not to give out beneath her.The Alpha noticed but said nothing about it. He leaned forward, elbows resting on the edge of the desk, fingers steepled before his chin. His eyes, a deep stormy gray, pinned her in place.“You’ve been accused of attacking Selena,” he sa
Ivy's POVThe room stood frozen, the silence so thick it felt like a physical weight pressing against my chest. I fought hard to maintain my balance and composure. Selena’s face had gone pale, her earlier arrogance slowly bleeding out as her eyes flickered from the Alpha to me and back again. For a moment, she didn’t say a word—she didn’t need to. The crack in her mask was enough. She thought that just by being the Alpha's daughter, her words mattered more than others. But she had no idea that the Alpha was unjust, and wouldn't favor her just because she was his daughter.Meanwhile, my wrist throbbed in dull, sharp waves. I tried to adjust my grip on it, tried not to look weak, but it was hard to pretend I wasn’t still trembling inside. I could feel my guts failing me. My gaze stayed locked on the Alpha, willing him to see the truth, begging the goddess silently that—for once—someone would believe me, I couldn't stand Selena's bitchiness, just because she was the Alpha's daughter.The
Ivy's POVThe Alpha’s presence swept through the room like a storm, silencing every voice in its wake. One second, there had been chaos—pack members whispering, others glaring at me with scorn and confusion—and the next, nothing but the echo of the Alpha’s boots on the polished floor as he stepped into the hall, he was revered, and nobody dared speak while he was speaking. Heck, it felt as though nobody was even breathing, the other people that could square up with alpha Magnus were the triplets.I felt it instantly, that commanding energy that rolled off him in waves. It pressed down on me like a weight, wrapping around my lungs and choking the breath from my throat with my head feeling heavy. Even Selena, who just moments ago had worn a smug, victorious smirk, flinched under the weight of his gaze. That was how much influence he had on everyone present in the room.His eyes swept over the room, taking in every detail. His daughter with her artfully smudged makeup and a faint scratch
Ivy's POVThe air in the room was thick, like breathing through a veil of smoke. Everything felt louder, and nerve wrecking—the hum of the lights, the rustle of shifting bodies, the pounding of blood in my ears, the dizziness slowly creeping up. But somehow, when Kiernan stepped forward, all of that noise ceased, and I maintained my composure. His glare was lethal, locked onto Selena like a predator circling its prey, he stared at her like he was searching for the truth, deep within her soul. Like he could literally see through her.I barely felt the pain in my wrist anymore. Not because it wasn’t there—it pulsed with every throb of my heartbeat—but because every ounce of me was focused on what was happening in front of me. I wasn’t sure if I was terrified or hopeful. Maybe both. Maybe neither. I just knew this was it. Whatever happened next could decide everything.Kiernan’s voice sliced through the silence like a whip. “Did you scratch yourself, Selena?”His tone was low and cold, a
Ivy's POVThe room was quiet, but the silence wasn’t comforting. It felt thick, like a woolen blanket suffocating the air, making it hard to breathe. I stood just a few feet in, arms still tucked around my body as if I could physically hold myself together. My wrists ached from where I’d hit the table earlier, but I ignored it. The pain in my chest far outweighed anything my body could feel.Ronan leaned against the edge of the desk, arms crossed, his eyes unreadable as they rested on me. Elias sat in one of the leather chairs beside the bookshelf, his fingertips pressed together in thought, elbows resting on the arms of the chair like he was a king weighing judgment. And Kiernan—he stood near the window, the dim afternoon light casting half his face in shadow. He hadn’t looked at me yet, not fully. He stared out like the world beyond the glass was somehow more tolerable than being in this room with me.The door had closed behind me, sealing me in. It wasn’t locked, not physically, bu
Ivy's Pov.I was nothing.Just a weak, pathetic omega. A servant. Someone to be ignored, laughed at, or used as a punching bag when higher ranks needed entertainment. I had learned to keep my head down, to move quickly and quietly, to accept the insults and humiliation like they were part of my skin.That was my life. That was all I would ever be.I had grown used to it, used to waking up every day knowing that nothing would change. Until today.But I didn’t know that yet.I woke up to the sound of voices outside my small room in the omega quarters. The walls were thin, and I could hear the other omegas moving around, getting ready for the day. I pushed off my thin blanket, feeling the morning chill bite at my skin. The small window above my bed let in only a sliver of light, barely enough to see by.I dressed quickly in my usual uniform—a plain black dress that reached my knees, marking me as an omega worker. My hands trembled slightly as I laced up my worn boots, knowing what today ...
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