Hi Everyone, I will be rounding up this book by the end of this month. Meanwhile, if you are a fan of reverse harem (triplets and a girl), then you should anticipate my new book. It will be available by next week.
Lagetha's POVI needed to speak with Beta Oscar about our next plan, so I decided to meet him in his room. I knew he had been there all day, probably drowning himself in work.Reaching his door, I knocked, but there was no response. I knocked again, and this time, I heard the sound of slow, heavy footsteps from inside. When the door finally swung open, Beta Oscar stood before me, looking like a shadow of himself. His hair was a mess, as if he had been running his hands through it repeatedly. His eyes—though dry—were swollen, evidence that he had been crying.For a moment, I couldn’t speak. I didn’t know what to say. When he realized I wasn’t going to, he left the door open and turned away, silently inviting me in.Confused, I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. My gaze landed on him again—he was now seated on the couch, a glass of whiskey in his hand. My stomach twisted when I noticed the empty bottles scattered on the table and how the room smelled of alcohol.My concern de
Lagertha’s POV Today was the Goddess Festival, a night where wolves gathered under the full moon to celebrate the Moon Goddess. It was one of the biggest events in every pack, and for me, it would be the night I finally unite Oscar and Lila. My plan was simple. After dressing in one of the elegant gowns Beta Oscar had gifted me, I tied my hair into a ponytail and slipped on my footwear. Taking one last look at my reflection, I whispered to myself, “You can do this.” Tonight, I was going to tell the family the truth. Not the whole truth, but just enough. They might be disappointed, but it was better than living a lie. “Do you think it will go well?” my wolf’s worried voice echoed in my head. “Hopefully, it does,” I sighed, grabbing the white envelopes from my bed. Inside each one was a letter explaining that Oscar and I could not marry. I made sure to take the blame, writing that it wasn’t Oscar’s fault—that I had begged him to marry me, so I wouldn’t remain an outcast. But I coul
Lila’s POV I was confused by Lagetha’s words and actions. She had actually locked me in a room with Oscar—for us to have a discussion? About what? For a moment, an awkward silence filled the space as neither of us spoke. Oscar stood by the door, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. Unlike me, he looked completely composed, as if being trapped in a room with me was nothing out of the ordinary. But I? I was far from composed. My heart pounded like a war drum, my palms were damp with sweat, and my wolf purred inside me. Yes, she did that. Despite Oscar not being my mate, my wolf had taken an undeniable liking to him. She always wagged her tail whenever he was near, whispered silly things in my head whenever I caught sight of him training shirtless in the fields, and right now—she was purring. Urging me to move toward him. Urging me to speak. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. Besides, why was Lagetha doing this? Locking me up in a room with her husband-to-be? Suddenly,
Lila's POV I remembered that night like it was yesterday. Emily had laughed, teasing me about Oscar, and I—thinking it was just a harmless conversation—had brushed it off. I had scoffed and said something like, Oscar? No way. I’d rather stay single. I never meant it. Not like that. I was young, embarrassed, afraid. Afraid of admitting just how much I cared for him. But the next day, I told her the truth. I told her that I loved Oscar. And when I found out he had been in an accident and in a coma for the past twenty-four hours, I couldn’t take it. I cried my eyes out in her arms, confessing everything—that I loved Oscar but had been too ashamed to say it because I thought he didn’t see me that way. A tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it. Then another. Oscar watched me, his expression unreadable, but there was something heavy in his gaze. Something that told me that moment had stayed with him all these years, like a wound that never truly healed. “I—” My voice cracked
Lagertha’s POV I was stunned to see Theo standing by the wall. How did he get here? Was he following me? “Alpha Theo…” I swallowed hard, unsure of what to do. I didn’t want him to spoil my plan—I had drafted this too well. Theo pushed off the wall and moved toward the door, but I quickly stepped in front of him, blocking his path. “You can’t go in, Alpha Theo. They need to talk.” I pleaded desperately. Right now, I didn’t care about myself—all I wanted was for Oscar and Lila to patch things up. Theo narrowed his eyes at me. “Lila and Oscar are in there? Did you lock them in?” I swallowed hard, searching for the right words, but before I could respond, Benson appeared. I immediately stepped away from Theo, aware of how awkward the situation looked. Benson gave us a questioning glance but chose not to comment. “Brother, you have to come now. It’s time to set the balloons up to the sky, and you have to begin the ritual,” Benson informed. Alpha Theo groaned, annoyed. It was obvious
Alpha Theo's POV A suffocating silence settled over the crowd as my confession lingered in the air, sinking into the hearts of everyone present. My gaze locked with my mother’s, and I saw the stunned, disbelieving look in her eyes. She was struggling to process what I had just said. Even I could hardly believe I had confessed in front of the entire pack—that I had openly declared Lagertha as my mate. But I didn’t regret it. If anything, I felt relieved, as if a massive weight had been lifted off my chest. Soon, murmurs arose among the pack members as they whispered in disbelief, but I ignored them all and looked at Lagertha, whose face was streaked with tears. She also looked shocked, stunned that I had said what I said. Then, Aunt Agatha stepped forward, holding several letters in her hands. “Lagertha asked me to give these to…” She hesitated before distributing them—to my family, to Oscar’s family, and finally, one to me. I turned my gaze back to Lagertha. Her eyes were open,
Alpha Theo’s POVOscar’s entire body tensed under Mother’s glare, his lips pressing into a thin line. His hands balled into fists at his sides as he hesitated, his throat working as if he were struggling with his words.“I…” He faltered, his gaze darting toward Lagertha, then to me.But I had had enough.I clenched my jaw and took a step forward, my voice ringing through the room. “I’ll tell you the truth.”All eyes turned to me. Mother’s tear-streaked face twisted in anger, and Oscar looked torn between relief and dread. But Legartha—her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear.“I was going to marry Lagertha off,” I confessed, my voice thick with guilt. “I had already picked a few men for her—strong warriors, Alphas—so she would be far away from me. That way, she wouldn’t be a distraction.”Gasps filled the room, but I didn’t stop. I had already burned everything to the ground—I might as well walk through the flames.“Oscar knew what I was doing, and he didn’t want her to end up with
Lagertha's POV “Can you see anything?” Ma’am Benita asked for what felt like the hundredth time. Her voice trembled with desperation. Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks as I slowly shook my head. “No,” I whispered It had been hours. Hours of Ma’am Benita trying every healing method she knew. Despite the darkness that consumed me, I could feel her worry, her determination to restore my sight. But nothing was working. She had chanted incantations, applied remedies, tried everything—but I still couldn’t see. The world around me remained pitch black, and I feared the darkness more than anything. “Lagertha, please stop crying. I promise you will get your sight back.” Lila tried comforting me, but it did little to ease my worry. A blindness, Ma’am Benita, a talented and renowned healer, couldn’t heal—then what hope was there that I could ever see again? I felt a hand placed on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. “Don’t worry, Theo will get to the bottom of this and find whoever that lad
Lagertha’s POV A big smile spread across my face as I looked through the window, staring at the familiar trees of the pack. It was great to be back home — to be with Theo — who sat beside me, gently stroking my hair. For strange reasons, I could feel he was tense. I couldn’t explain why, but I felt it deep in my bones. Slowly, I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked up at him. Our eyes met, and he smiled. It wasn’t fake, but it wasn’t completely relaxed either. It felt like a smile laced with nerves. “Are you okay?” I asked, worry threading my voice. Theo nodded quickly. “Of course,” he said, placing an assuring kiss on my forehead — but it did nothing to ease the knot in my stomach. Something was definitely up with him. “Are you worried the pack won’t accept me?” I asked, my voice soft. Theo scoffed lightly. “What nonsense. Of course they will. They have no choice, Laggy… You are my mate, and I love you so much. My family loves you too—” Before he could finish his
Lila’s POV Oscar’s home is just a few drives away from the pack house. When we reached his home, his men stationed at each corner of his home greeted us, but we barely responded; all that was in our mind was getting to Oscar’s room. It seemed we were so eager for it. Oscar led me up the stairs and to his room. Reaching his room, we stepped in, and I took in the surroundings. Oscar's room was exactly what I had imagined—clean, simple, but with a distinct masculine charm. A faint scent of cedarwood and something uniquely him lingered in the air, making my pulse quicken. His bed was neatly made, navy sheets stretched tight across the mattress, and a soft glow from the lamp on his nightstand bathed the room in a warm hue. I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do or say. Oscar shut the door behind us, the soft click echoing in the stillness. I turned to look at him, and he was already watching me—his gaze intense, searching, as if he were trying to figure out what I was th
Lila’s POV I checked my wristwatch and realized Oscar’s flight had arrived. Any moment now, he’d be walking out of that terminal, and just the thought made my heart race. It had only been two days since he left, but it felt like an eternity. I missed him so much it ached. I craved him—his arms around me, his lips on mine. I wanted to feel him again. God, I was horny. My wolf scoffed in me, clearly annoying me even more. Where I stood beside the car, leaning on it with my back, I stood beside the car, leaning against it with my back, trying to stay calm as I waited. Passengers began pouring out of the terminal with their luggage, and my eyes scanned the crowd, searching for him. But suddenly an intoxicating smell hit my nose. My nostrils flared. That scent. It wasn’t just intoxicating—it was maddening, wild, and warm, curling into my lungs like it belonged there. My wolf froze, then jolted forward in my mind with a snarl that shook me to my core. Mate. My body straighten
Oscar’s POV “When are you arriving… I’ll come pick you up myself,” Lila said through the mind link, and I chuckled. “Already missing me?” I teased. “Of course I am… you’ve been gone for two days. And good news—Theo and Lagertha are coming back tonight. Theo has a surprise for Lila, and Mother is helping him prepare it. I want you here before they arrive,” Lila muttered, and I smiled. I was happy with how things turned out between Lagertha and Theo. After my fight with Grey, Ma’am Benita told us the truth—that Theo and Lagertha wouldn’t be going through any surgery because Lagertha could see. They hid it from us. She explained why she did, and I understood. “So what time am I expecting to pick you up at the airport?” Lila pressed on. A smile spread across my face. “I’m on my way to the airport… so in the next four hours, I’ll be arriving in California,” I said. “Good… I will be waiting for you. Have a nice trip back, darling. I love you.” My heart fluttered. “I love you,
Theo’s POV Her “yes” hung in the air, soft and shaky, but powerful. It sealed something between us that didn’t need words. I couldn’t speak—my throat felt tight, my chest full. Everything I felt for her, everything I had been trying to hide, came pouring out all at once. I held her face in my hands and kissed her again—this time slower, deeper. I wanted to feel every second of it. She let out a soft gasp when our lips touched again. Her hands grabbed my shoulders, pulling me even closer. Her body pressed into mine like she couldn’t stand even a little space between us. She was so warm, so soft, so real. Everything about her—her smell, her voice, the feel of her skin—wrapped around me like magic I never wanted to end. I carefully lifted her from the water. Her legs wrapped around me, and her head rested on my shoulder. She was shaking, not because she was scared, but because she was waiting for what was coming. I held her tight, kissing her forehead, her temple, the side of her ear
Theo’s POV Lagertha was asleep, and I was watching her. She lay curled beneath the thick blanket, her chest rising and falling in the quiet rhythm of peace—something she hadn’t had much of lately. Something we hadn’t had. The black strands of her hair spilled across the pillow like silk, her lips slightly parted, her eyelashes fanned across her cheeks. She looked so precious. So fragile. And yet, she was the strongest person I knew. I sat in the armchair across from the bed, a blanket draped over my shoulders, but I wasn’t cold. I wasn’t tired either. I just… couldn’t stop looking at her. My heart was still too full. Too shaken. I should be angry. I was angry, in a way. But it was drowned out by everything else. The grief, the relief, the crushing ache of knowing how close I came to losing her—not just to her blindness, but to a decision I hadn’t seen coming. She had planned to leave. And I hadn’t known. If I hadn’t offered my eye… if I hadn’t said those words… she wo
Oscar's POV We left the living room and stepped into the combat grounds, where a few warriors were still training. “Everyone step back,” I commanded, and they all stopped their training, stepping back but all looking confused. I stared at Grey, who was already taking off his clothes, ready for the fight. I looked at Lila, who stood a few steps away from me. She looked terrified, worried, and in pain. Her eyes were clouded in tears. It was obvious she was so scared of me, and I understood why. Grey was a good warrior. He had gone to war and had won, and I? I hadn’t been to a war. Our pack’s strength, numbers, and especially Theo’s unmatched power had always kept war away from our doorstep. No one dared challenge us. No one even considered it. “Why are you hesitating? Having second thoughts?” Grey mocked, noticing I hadn’t started undressing while he was already down to his briefs. I ignored his taunt and reached for the buttons on my shirt, but Lila stepped forward, gently takin
Lila’s POV “So tell me, Oscar, are you willing to die for Lila?” Alpha Grey asked, his voice dripping with confidence, as if he had already won. I scowled at his arrogance. “Yes,” Oscar replied without hesitation. “Only that I won’t be the one dying.” I glanced at him with wild eyes as I frantically shook my head. “Hell no… you are not fighting,” I disagreed. Alpha Grey chuckled softly. “What’s wrong, Lila? Are you afraid I’ll kill him?” His tone was mocking, his smirk infuriating. I shot him a glare full of hatred before turning back to Oscar, who wore a deep frown. “Don’t do it… we will find other ways,” I pleaded. But Oscar shook his head. “There is no other way. This is the only way.” “No, it isn’t!” I snapped at him. “I won’t let you do it, Oscar… I won’t,” I said in a shaky voice while fear filled my entire being. It’s not that I don’t trust Oscar’s skills and abilities, it’s just that I have heard stories of this Alpha Grey. He has fought two battles and has come out v
Lagertha’s POV “I have been able to see for a very long time.” I drop the bombshell, my heart pounding rapidly. For a moment, Theo stood speechless, his confused but stunned eyes on me. He was looking at me as if waiting for me to laugh and say I was joking, but I didn’t. Rather, my eyes remained focused on him. “Theo… say something.” I whispered nervously, waiting for him to explode, to yell at me for not telling him the truth sooner. But he didn’t. Rather, he just remained numb, staring right at me. I could see the confusion, the questions, and the disbelief in his eyes, But the anger I had feared? It wasn’t there. Slowly, Theo raised his hand, holding up two fingers. I didn’t need him to speak to understand what he was asking. “Two fingers.” I responded. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his hands balling into fists at his sides. He took a step back, putting distance between us. “ When?" His voice was too calm, too measured. And that terrified me more than if he