TRINITYThe soft glow of my bedside lamp cast a warm light over my room, but it did little to ease the storm brewing in my chest. I sat cross-legged on the bed, phone pressed tightly to my ear as Cara’s voice filled the silence. Talking to her had always been a comfort, but tonight, even her usual cheer couldn’t drown out the turmoil I felt.“Wait,” Cara said, her tone sharp with disbelief. “You kissed Nasir? Trinity, you kissed him?”I groaned, pressing a hand to my forehead. “I didn't kiss him!”“Okay, so he kissed you?” she asked, and I pursed my lips for a moment.“Well, no. Not exactly…”“Then what the bloody hell happened?!” she snapped, impatience and curiosity in her tone.“Relax,Okay? I guess we kind of kissed each other? I don't know, it all just happened so fast,” I said all in one breath, placing a hand over my head. Care does not say anything and her silence scares me more than the kiss itself.Heaven knows what is going through that woman’s head.“It’s not what you thin
TRINITY The warm scent of cinnamon and freshly baked bread filled the air, but it did little to soothe the unease simmering in my chest. I stood beside Lily in the kitchen, my hands idly resting on the counter as I half-listened to her explain a recipe. She was kneading dough with practiced ease, her movements steady and deliberate, as if the world outside this cozy space didn’t exist.“So, after you let it rise, you’ll punch it down and shape it into rolls. Simple, right?” she said, glancing up at me with a smile.“Right,” I replied automatically, though my mind was far from yeast and bread-making.Lily paused, her hands halting mid-motion as she studied me. “Trinity, you’re a million miles away. What’s going on?”I forced a smile, hoping it looked convincing. “I’m fine. Just… thinking.”“Uh-huh.” Her raised eyebrow said she didn’t buy it, but thankfully, she didn’t press further.Movement caught my eye, and my heart stuttered in my chest. Nasir strode past the open doorway, his dar
TRINITYThe weight of a single message settled on my mind like a stone, unyielding and heavy. I sat on the edge of my bed, phone clenched in my hand, the screen’s blue glow illuminating my face in the dim room. 1:00 AM. The text stared back at me, stark against the darkness. “You have to return home, it’s the Accession Ceremony tomorrow. This is your duty, Trinity, to attend the Ceremony. And I miss you.”I read it over again, every word pressing harder on the barrier I had built between myself and the life I’d left behind. My aunt had sent it an hour ago, but I hadn’t dared to respond. To answer would mean to acknowledge it—acknowledge the call to return, the call to a place I had promised myself I’d never go back to. I set the phone down, its glow fading as I sat in the pitch-black room, trying to steady my breath. ‘Why should I go back?’ The question echoed inside me, clawing through memories I’d tried to forget. Returning would mean facing them all—the pack, my family, th
TRINITYI folded the last of my clothes into the suitcase, zipping it shut with a sigh. My fingers traced the faded fabric of my old pack hoodie, a strange mix of dread and nostalgia stirring within me. You’re just going for a few days, I reminded myself, rolling my shoulders back as if I could physically shake off the nerves. In, out, and back to your life.I dragged the suitcase to the door, taking one last look around my small apartment. It wasn’t much—just four plain walls, minimal furniture, a little balcony overlooking a busy street—but it was mine. Here, I didn’t have to constantly look over my shoulder or hear the whispers of people who saw me as “Trinity the Wolf-less.”Grabbing my keys, I slipped out, tossed my luggage into the trunk, and slid behind the wheel. The streets were quiet, my headlights casting long beams across the darkened road as I set out toward home. A low, creeping sense of unease wound its way through me as I drove, the weight of the past creeping in with
XERXESI shifted in my seat, suppressing a groan as my fingers drummed against the polished arm of the chair. Gold embroidery gleamed on the sleeves of my ceremonial jacket, catching the dim candlelight, while the heavy, royal-blue fabric weighed on my shoulders like a boulder. This suit was made to command attention, crafted from the finest velvet and adorned with intricate golden designs that reflected my family’s standing. But right now, it felt like a straitjacket. This entire night, I thought, a straitjacket of tradition, pointless rituals, and pompous speeches. I glanced to either side, where my brothers—Nasir and Liam—sat as rigid as I did, dressed in similar finery. We looked like gods, just as our parents insisted. As the eldest of the triplets, I, Xerxes, had been groomed my entire life to lead, to stand tall, and rule. Yet the prospect was hollow, unappealing, like eating dust. It wasn’t just the suffocating expectations. The real irritant, the one that had my wolf. Daemo
TRINITY My legs burned as I sprinted out of the grand hall, my heartbeat pounding louder than the drums that had echoed through the ceremony moments before. My breaths came in sharp, panicked gasps, and I dared not look back. I hadn’t seen anyone else run; it felt like the entire hall had been watching me bolt as though I were on fire. But I couldn’t stay—not with the glaring eyes of the Alphas and the strange pull that had flooded the air, that haunting scent of something I couldn’t place and didn’t want to understand. My very first day home, and here I was, tangled in something I knew would bring trouble. Always trouble. A branch whipped against my arm, scratching the skin as I pushed through the dense forest surrounding the territory. I barely felt it, the sting dwarfed by the terror snaking its way through my body. I didn’t know where I was running, only that I had to get as far away as possible. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being hunted, and in the eerie silence of t
TRINITYThe great Alpha Nader and Luna Mira sat before me on their golden thrones. They stared down at me with two different emotions. Alpha Nader has always been a leader with great wisdom and charisma. He stroked his chin while staring down at me with intrigue and wonder. Luna Mira on the other hand stared down at me with disdain and disgust. It was obvious that they both took the news of their children's newfound mate in different ways. Their sons stood behind me, their aura radiating from their skin and seeping into my pores. A shiver crawled up my spine, I could feel their gaze all on me, sizing me up with silent judgement in their eyes.And it wasn’t just the triplets, but their parents as well.I felt inferior in their presence. Each of them radiated power, pride and strength. And they did so in their own way. I, on the other hand, felt like a nobody in their midst. Actually, I was a nobody. I shouldn’t be here, I did not belong here.I am sure there has to be some sort of
NASIRPathetic.How could the moon goddess punish me this way? How could she give me a mate as weak and pathetic as this one?I paced through the forest; Ren’s paws pounded against the damp earth. The moon above, once a symbol of guidance, now taunted me with its serene glow. My heart seethed with anger, my mind racing with the injustice.Why had the moon goddess chosen a human as my mate? A fragile, vulnerable creature unsuited for the demands of our world. I, Nasir, one of the future alphas of the Crimson Moon pack, required strength and resilience by my side. Not some delicate, breakable thing.I could not stay back at the palace. I had to get some fresh air. I had to get my mind off this rather heart-wrenching discovery. And there were very few things capable of doing that: hunting.As I ran, the wind whipped through Ren’s fur, carrying the scents of the forest. He was not happy to be getting so far away from our mate; he wanted to be around her, he wanted to play with her, watch
TRINITY The warm scent of cinnamon and freshly baked bread filled the air, but it did little to soothe the unease simmering in my chest. I stood beside Lily in the kitchen, my hands idly resting on the counter as I half-listened to her explain a recipe. She was kneading dough with practiced ease, her movements steady and deliberate, as if the world outside this cozy space didn’t exist.“So, after you let it rise, you’ll punch it down and shape it into rolls. Simple, right?” she said, glancing up at me with a smile.“Right,” I replied automatically, though my mind was far from yeast and bread-making.Lily paused, her hands halting mid-motion as she studied me. “Trinity, you’re a million miles away. What’s going on?”I forced a smile, hoping it looked convincing. “I’m fine. Just… thinking.”“Uh-huh.” Her raised eyebrow said she didn’t buy it, but thankfully, she didn’t press further.Movement caught my eye, and my heart stuttered in my chest. Nasir strode past the open doorway, his dar
TRINITYThe soft glow of my bedside lamp cast a warm light over my room, but it did little to ease the storm brewing in my chest. I sat cross-legged on the bed, phone pressed tightly to my ear as Cara’s voice filled the silence. Talking to her had always been a comfort, but tonight, even her usual cheer couldn’t drown out the turmoil I felt.“Wait,” Cara said, her tone sharp with disbelief. “You kissed Nasir? Trinity, you kissed him?”I groaned, pressing a hand to my forehead. “I didn't kiss him!”“Okay, so he kissed you?” she asked, and I pursed my lips for a moment.“Well, no. Not exactly…”“Then what the bloody hell happened?!” she snapped, impatience and curiosity in her tone.“Relax,Okay? I guess we kind of kissed each other? I don't know, it all just happened so fast,” I said all in one breath, placing a hand over my head. Care does not say anything and her silence scares me more than the kiss itself.Heaven knows what is going through that woman’s head.“It’s not what you thin
TRINITYThe hallway was quiet, save for the soft hum of the lights above and the faint echo of my footsteps on the polished wood floor. I wasn’t sure where I was going, only that I needed to clear my head. The last few days had been a whirlwind of emotions—confusion, anger, and something deeper I couldn’t quite name.And after that kiss with Nasir, I think I would need a lot more time clearing my head and processing my emotions. Never in my life would I have imagined Nasir and I in such an intimate position. What the hell am I even saying? I would have never imagined myself in such a position with any of the alpha triplets. And Alpha Nasir, the very one whose hatred for me holds no bounds, was the first to claim my lips. What an exhilarating moment that was… to have Nasir's lips on mine, to have him hold me close… I didn't know what that feeling was. I have never felt like that before. It was scary but exciting. My heart pounded so harshly against my chest, I thought it was going
LIAMThe room was thick with tension, like the air before a storm. I sat at the head of the oak table, my fingers drumming a restless rhythm. Across from me, Nasir lounged in his chair, his posture deceptively relaxed. He didn’t even try to mask his smug expression, and it grated on me. I hated how casual he was acting after what he had just done. He put his hands on Trinity.And he dares to act like he despises her. My brother could be quite hypocritical, it disgusted me.Beside him, Xerxes looked like a bomb waiting to explode. His jaw was clenched so tightly I could see the veins bulging in his neck.We were supposed to be discussing pack business, but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d seen earlier—Nasir kissing Trinity. The way his hands gripped her waist, the way she melted into him. It shouldn’t have bothered me. Trinity wasn’t mine alone. She was ours, a shared mate. Yet, betrayal simmered under my skin, its heat impossible to ignore.“The patrols
TRINITYNasir’s deep voice carried over the quiet hum of the forest, a mixture of authority and calmness that commanded attention. "Trajectory isn’t just about throwing," he said, gesturing toward the knife in my hand. "It’s about understanding the path the blade will take before it even leaves your fingers. The weight, the angle, the releases everything matters."I nodded like I understood, but the truth was, I didn’t. Not really. I’d been at this for over an hour, and my frustration was mounting with every failed attempt. The bullseye etched into the bark of a sturdy oak tree mocked me, unmarred and perfect, while the rest of the tree bore the evidence of my failure knives embedded at random angles and distances.I adjusted my grip on the knife, its hilt slick with sweat, and took a deep breath. Control, not force, I reminded myself. I raised my arm, aimed, and let the blade fly.Thunk.The knife hit the tree, but not even close to the bullseye. Again.I exhaled sharply, biting bac
TRINITYThe scent of pine and cedar filled the grand balcony as I fell to my knees, my forehead pressing against the cold stone floor. My heart raced in my chest, not from fear but from the sheer weight of Alpha Nader’s presence. His aura wasn’t oppressive, yet it demanded submission in a way that was impossible to ignore. It was primal, instinctive.“Good morning, Alpha Nader,” I murmured, keeping my voice steady and reverent. “Forgive me, I did not know you would be here at this time.”“Rise, Trinity,” he said, his deep voice cutting through the crisp morning air like a blade. There was no malice in it, only authority softened by an underlying warmth. “There’s no need for you to bow like some peasant. Who knows, soon we might be family.”Family. The word hung in the air like a challenge, wrapping itself around my thoughts and constricting my chest. There has never been a point in my life I thought the Vale family to become mine. Hell, I didn't even see the Silvershades as my famil
TRINITY The sun was beginning to dip behind the distant hills, casting a golden glow across the kingdom. I sat perched on the balcony, the cool evening breeze tugging at my hair, as I gently sketched the sprawling view before me. The castle spires in the distance, the winding paths of the village, and the lush green fields rolling toward the horizon—there was something calming about it all. My pencil move fluidly across the page, capturing it as best as I could.It wasn’t often I got moments like this, moments when I could just be, without any responsibilities pressing on my shoulders. The weight of the kingdom seemed far away as I let myself sink into the rhythm of drawing, my only focus was the lines and shapes forming on the paper.Then, a voice broke the silence."Trinity."I froze, my heart skipping a beat as my first instinct kicked in. My fingers curled protectively around my sketchbook. I could feel the warm pressure of the leather cover under my hand, a comforting grip as I
XERXES I clenched my jaw, the sharp pain from where Nasir’s punch had landed still searing through me. It wasn’t just the physical sting, though. It was the sheer shock that Nasir—of all people—had done that for Trinity. I wasn’t used to seeing that kind of raw emotion from him. I couldn’t help but admire the way he’d stood up for her, his rage boiling over. He had been so fierce in defense of Trinity, and somewhere deep inside, it made me feel something unfamiliar.I turned slowly to Xander, who was now standing beside me.“Did I mess up?” Xander sighed deeply, almost as if he could sense the storm brewing inside me. When he looked at me, his expression wasn’t the usual cool, calculated one I was used to. It was something else—more like pity mixed with a touch of disappointment. “Big time,” he said, his voice low, filled with something that almost sounded like regret. “Then how do I fix this?” I muttered, frustration spilling out.“You need to make it up to her,” Xander said, h
NASIR I circled Liam, my eyes locked on his as we spared in the training room. The sound of our breathing and the thud of our feet on the mat filled the air. I landed a swift kick to his stomach, and he doubled over, gasping for breath. I couldn't help but mock him, "You're so slow, little brother. I'm starting to think you're more of a hindrance than a help."Liam rolled his eyes, his expression annoyed. "I'm only thirty minutes younger than you, Nasir. Don't act like you're so much better than me." He stood up straight, his chest heaving, and his eyes flashing with anger. His face was red, and his fists were clenched at his sides.I chuckled, "Oh, but I'm the stronger, faster, and smarter one. You're just...well, you're just Liam." I said to him, enjoying the feeling of superiority. Even though Xerxes was known to be the stronger one, I have always derived pleasure in beating him during our sparring sessions. It was a role I took seriously, and I wasn't about to let Liam forget i