You Belong To All Three Of Us.”
DALA My body shivered and I clenched my fist, not sure if it was out of shock or fury. The lady beneath him tilted her head back, her lips parted in what looked like pain. She's going to die at this rate but… not under my watch! “What the hell are you doing?!” I shouted, throwing myself at him. I hit him full force and it felt like my body ran into a brick wall. The drink in his hand spilled but he barely budged. Nonetheless, I managed to wedge myself between them, pushing his chest with all the strength I had. “Get away from her!” I yelled protectively but subtly, my stomach curled at the feeling of his bare chest against my hand. The young man raised his brow, clearly unimpressed by my outburst. His grip on the lady loosened, and he sucked in breath. “Why are you here?" He drawled, his tone far too casual for a man who was caught strangling someone! “Are you insane?” I spat, glaring up at him. “You were just trying to—” Goosebumps coated my skin and I paused, the recognition hitting me like a hurricane. “You again?! Is this house haunted or–” A dry, bitter laugh cut me off, soft and feminine. I turned, baffled, to find the woman glaring hard at me like I didn't just save her life. “Who is she? Another sidepiece?" She sneered. I blinked. “Excuse me? What?” “Oh, honey,” The guy said, his voice dripping with amusement, “it’s not what you think. I don't even know this person, she looks… lost.” The lady growled, rolling her eyes. "I was just about to finish!” I stared at the lady, bewildered. "But he was just strangling your neck and I came to help you out.” "Help?” She grimaced in disgust. "You came to ruin the fun!” “This is just... a little game.” The young dude added, shifting slightly and it was then I saw it. The lady was in a red bra tube with fringes and a tiny skirt– one that was strikingly familiar. I had worn this exact outfit in one of my secret videos. Her skirt was raised and he was buried deep inside her! They were fucking? And strangling? Heat flooded my face. “You’re kidding.” “We’re not.” She laughed again, purring and rubbing his thigh in a way that made my stomach flare in jealousy. “I was just being a perfect Luna Lust for him. It's called roleplaying, girl. Role-fucking-playing, you dumb fuck!” My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water but nothing came out at that moment. I took a shaky step back, holding up my hands. “I– I'm sorry... For ruining your moment.” The gorgeous guy tilted his head, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief. “What makes you think an apology can solve this?” He arched a brow, sliding himself out of her, and briefly, I saw it. I saw him. Huge. Thick. Long as fuck! Way more than I'd ever have imagined. How did he even manage to fit into her? It looked almost impossible! “Get your eyes off it," He smirked. “It's not meant for babies, sweetheart." I bit my lips in embarrassment and turned on my heel, my pulse thundering in my ears. Hastily, I made my way back to the door, but that masculine voice snapped through the air like a whip. “Where do you think you're going?" Acting deaf to his words, I shuddered but I didn't stop until a large, calloused hand caught my arm, pulling me to a stop. His grip on me was firm and warm, and for some reason, it sent a shiver down my spine. “Are you deaf or something?" “To nuisance? Yes." I glared. “You’re acting too bold for someone who barged into my room in my private time,” he said, his tone softer now but no less commanding. I yanked my arm away. “You’re the one who shouldn’t be strangling people in your free time!” “Hmm,” He smirked, clearly enjoying my outrage. “Feisty. I like that.” “Good for you,” I said, turning to leave again. But he was faster. He moved in front of me, blocking my path and I couldn't help but stare at his shirtless body. “Why are you suddenly in a hurry to leave?” He asked his gaze sweeping over me, slowly and deliberately. “Look, I don’t know who you are or why you keep showing up everywhere, but I just want to get out of this insane, haunted mansion!” “Showing up everywhere?" He tilted his head, a glint of amusement in his eyes. “Since you're here, why not join us anyway?” Though the brief thought of having his length buried inside me sent my stomach flipping, I scoffed, squaring my shoulders. “In your wildest imagination!” Before he could respond, that same feminine voice rang out from behind me “You're so annoying, Knox!" My head cruised to see the lady scowling. “You're interested in fucking this thing more than me?" She chortled. I took a mental note of his name– Knox. “She's feisty, Loren," Knox shrugged. “Too bad I like that more than clingy." Loren looked like she was seconds away from combusting as she glared at me. "You'd regret this," She spat and stormed out, slamming the door hard behind her. The air in the room shifted, heavy with something I couldn’t name. My pulse quickened as an unfamiliar energy surged through me, trying to pull me toward him like a magnet. “That's fair," Knox said, breaking the silence that lingered a bit. “You and I already have a special connection." I sighed, raking my fingers through my hair. "Look here, I'm not in the m–" “You feel it, don’t you?” Knox interrupted, stepping closer. The door suddenly creaked open, and I turned, half-expecting the lady to come waltzing back. But… nothing prepared me for the appearance of who came in. Or rather– those who came in. Two more men stepped inside, and my heart dropped to my feet. It was him. Again. Twice. Two photocopies of Knox. Two of him. “What in the actual hell?” I whispered, looking between the two newcomers and Knox. All three of them were identical— same piercing eyes, same infuriating smirk, same impossible level of attractiveness that made it hard to think straight. More shocking than their similarities was the sound of my wolf purring and the uncontrollable sensation between my thighs. My wolf barely had anything to do with me. In fact, it was the first time I ‘actually’ felt her do something. She never communicated with me– perhaps she was too weak considering my nature. Knox reached out, brushing a finger against my cheek. The simple touch sent a jolt through me, and I gasped. “Mate,” we chorused and while his tone was soft but certain, mine was just a phrase blurted out of nowhere. The dude in a white shirt– the kitchen guy had an expression softer but no less intense. “But… she's mine too, I– I can feel it” “Me too,” The third one growled. "That connection. That pull.” I felt their stares like a physical touch, heat prickling over my skin. “This can’t be real,” I murmured, though the atmosphere electrified, pressing down on me as the impossible truth settled in. The snickers that followed my words were deafening. The room spun in a daze as I blinked, still struggling to breathe. Knox stopped, his cocky smirk vanishing like a switch had been flipped. “Little one?" He called, his gaze darkening as he narrowed his gaze locked onto mine. “You belong to all three of us."Tell Anyone And You Are Dead!”DALA“Young man? Point of correction— I do not belong to anyone. Definitely not three haggard-looking dudes.” I fired back, though the men before me were a stark contrast to my words. Knox whose piercing gaze hadn’t left mine, was a mix of cold command and barely restrained lust. The one in a green shirt– I met him first at the lobby and still had that unyielding smirk so infuriating it made my teeth clench. And the kitchen guy with a revealed toned muscle? He looked like he’d rather be anywhere else but here, though the sharpness in his eyes warned he wasn’t to be underestimated. They didn’t just look alike— they were identical in every way that mattered: tall, broad-shouldered, devastatingly handsome, and radiating power. “Woah… careful, girl!” Smirky cautioned. “That attitude might get you hurt.” “Then go ahead,” I spat, lifting my chin. “If you’re going to hurt me, stop wasting my time and get it over with.” The room went silent. For a momen
KNOXI hated mornings. Nothing good ever came of them, and today was no exception.‘Where are you? Our old man is getting really upset.’ Kael mind-linked me as I lazily descended the stairs to the main lounge.I rolled my eyes. ‘He better take some chill pills. I'm close by.’ Sharp and early at dawn, our father, Alpha Killian, had sent news to the three of us to meet him at the main lounge at 7 am sharp. It was past 7 am but who cares? I already knew it wouldn’t be a pleasant conversation. I glanced at my brothers as I walked into the grand hall, curtseying slightly to my father and taking a seat. Kael, as usual, looked like he’d just rolled out of bed, his hair a mess and his expression, flippant. Kai, on the other hand, was never caught unprepared. He looked freshened up in a plain tee shirt and a pair of jeans. But... his expression was as unbothered as ever. “What took you so long?” Father growled, glaring at me. “You boys think I called you here for fun?” “We’re here now,
DALAHe yanked my hair, his grip unyielding and tight around dark locs that I feared every strand of hair would be uprooted from my scalp in no time—this asshole. Now, I was slammed against his broad chest, though trapped between him and a wall. “Are you crazy?!” I shrieked annoyedly, looking up at those honey-brown eyes that seemed to disarm me despite the incredible amount of anger they held.Unsurprisingly, I would never be able to break free, except he was willing to let go. “I will scream if you don’t let me go right now!”He flashed me a lopsided smile that displayed the dimple on his left cheek. “By all means, have at it,” Knox gestured with his other hand. “I hope someone comes to rescue you from me.”My stomach curled. I hated him so much, all three of them. Yet, my body reacted in the wrongest way to this proximity.He was too close, his strong masculine scent filling my nose, and I almost melted into him. I needed to snap out of this.Angling my head to meet his gaze agai
DALAI turned to face him, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the desire radiating off of them, and I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. My body responded to his touch despite my initial fear. Knox leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a fierce, demanding kiss. My breath hitched, stars bursting behind my eyes.Rugged and breathless, His tongue pushed past my lips, exploring my mouth, and I found myself kissing him back, my body helplessly pressing against his.Behind me, Kai’s hands slipped under my uniform, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist before moving up to cup my breasts. He groaned against my neck, his teeth nipping at my earlobe. “You taste so sweet, Omega. What do I do with you?” His voice was a husky whisper, sending goosebumps down my spine.Kai took my hand, leading me to a plush couch in the corner of the room. I sat down, my knees pressed together as I tried to hide my nerves. Knox and Kael sat on either side of me, their bodies close enough to ma
DALA Without hesitation, I caught up to Lady Arya, still fiddling with what she’d just said. “School?” I echoed, my lips still parted in awe. With a nod, she affirmed, but still barely alleviated the lingering confusion. “I am going to school? With..them?” Her red lips were stretched into a somewhat satisfied smirk. “Yes, college. Are you terrified of the school itself or attending with the triplets?” A lump sat in my throat, unwilling to move. Both of these instances were sheer horror. The bullying I experienced in high school taught me to stay the heck away from any academic gatherings. I developed an apathy that even caused me to repeat a grade. “Your aunt sent your certificates. She wants you to further your education as you work here; it was part of the deal. You could drop out, but with proof of even smelling college, you won’t have to clean people’s houses forever. You can, at least, become…” She tapped her hollow cheeks, and barely any fat was in them. “An office clerk or
VANDERThere was a certain darkness inside of me and anyone who had associated with me at a point always saw it. It was blaring and loud.A child born on a moonless night was considered a child of woe.For me, I was woe itself. Last night was full of terror, and I had suffered a series of nightmares up until morning. My eyes were dryer than the desert, regardless of how humid the temperature was. I had barely slept a wink, and I had a feeling that wouldn’t change anytime soon.Unlike the correctional facility, a certain quietude lingered— one that haunted me repeatedly. I was back in this cursed house. I could already see the hell to be unleashed. I sat up and tugged open the curtains, letting in some natural light. I was still in the same dark sweatpants as last night, with my leather jacket hanging on the corner of the bed.I hadn’t bothered to change or do anything else. Last night was my last day being a delinquent, or so they said, and I commemorated it by smoking an entire pac
DALAI spun out of the room, embarrassed, with just a single thought in my head. The guy from last night. The ruggedness in his stare and how he just didn’t fit into the family image.He must be the triplet’s brother—definitely the eldest. My heart quaked in my chest for no reason at all, and it only worsened when I remembered how he’d looked at me. And I hadn’t heard him speak at all. Why was I even curious about him? I heard footsteps behind me, jolting me out of my reverie. It was Knox. My stomach clenched.“Omega,” he said, the word rolling off his tongue like a velvet caress, “You just can’t help but breed trouble, can you?”I was on my way to the kitchen. My eyes darted around, confirming that it was just us, and that filled me with a funky feeling in my lower abdomen.This was the first time I was seeing Knox after….“I expect a response when I speak to you!” Knox demanded, his brows furrowing in annoyance, reminding me exactly why I disliked him.“Heading…to the kitchen,”
DALAVander stood still, his breathing ragged, but he didn’t fight against the hands restraining him. The anger in his eyes had dimmed, replaced by a mellow look I just couldn’t wrap my head around.My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. I shouldn’t be here. “I said what the hell is going on here!?” The Alpha’s voice thundered through the hall, rattling my ribs. I flinched, instinctively shrinking back, but Vander didn’t move. He just stood there, blood staining his hands, his chest rising and falling in heavy breaths. Alpha Killian’s furious gaze swept over the mess. The bloodied floor, the torn shirts, and finally, Knox, barely conscious, held up by the guards. His face was a wreck, swollen and bruised beyond recognition. Alpha Killian turned back to Vander, disgust twisting his features. He hates him.“You bastard,” he spat, his voice laced with pure venom. “Just a day, Vander. It had only been a single day! And this is what you do?” He gestured sharply towa
DALAThe Alpha’s words still rang in my ears like a slap. Apparently, no, worse than the slap he gave Vander. It crashed into me in slow motion, and my vision was blurred by my tears, slowly trickling down my cheeks. He was sending me back. Back to a house that had never felt like home and to Aunt Claudette, who always looked at me like I was a burden she was stuck with.“Please!” I cried desperately, running to the Alpha before he could get to the awaiting vehicle.Desperation was the thing I understood and felt in that second. My knees moved before I could stop them, and I dropped to the cold floor with a hard thud that could have cost me my bones.“Please,” I whispered, my voice barely a thread. “I can’t go back. I didn’t mean to hurt Lady Arya. I didn’t know she—” My voice cracked. “Please don’t send me back.”He kept walking, disregarding my existence. “Please!” I called louder, scrambling closer. I grabbed the fabric of his trousers, clinging like a child, begging not to be le
KAELMy head hurts.That was the first thing I registered— this wicked, throbbing pain behind my eyes like my brain had been tossed around in a blender overnight. I groaned and shifted under the sheets. It wasn’t my room. That much was clear.My eyes cracked open, and the ceiling above me came into view, completely unfamiliar. My mouth tasted like bad decisions and tequila, and I sat up slowly because any faster and my skull might actually implode. I was shirtless, just boxers. Great. This must be one of Knox’s hotels. How I ended up here? I had no idea. I glanced to my left and nearly jumped out of my skin when someone squirmed in the space beside me. Looking closer, I realized it was Gabriel, the last person I’d expect to be here.My best friend, since always. Since matching superhero costumes and sleepovers where we’d talked about crushes—his on Jason from track, mine on no one in particular. I stared hard. He was still asleep, curled slightly toward my side of the bed. I blink
VANDERThe second the doors slammed open, I knew. I knew from the way the air shifted that it was him. I could feel it from the way his eyes locked straight onto me without hesitation that he wasn’t wondering who to blame.He already knew.My father had already decided. I barely had time to brace myself before his boots thundered across the tile, and then his arm swung at me so hard that I almost lost my footing. The slap was brutal. A full swing, palm wide, strength precise. My head jerked sideways, my vision flashing white for half a second. The sting spread across my jaw like wildfire, and I tasted blood.A gasp ripped from Dala’s throat. I straightened slowly, locking my jaw, not because I wasn’t hurt but because I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing it.“What the hell is wrong with you?” His voice roared through the hospital.“Did you come back just to destroy everything again?”I winced. The words hit harder than the slap. Destroy everything? “You’re barely back fro
KAI I frantically looked around like someone would magically appear with a solution. Arya slumped heavier against me, muttering the same thing. “I can’t feel my baby…” Shit. I didn’t have time. I scooped her into my arms and raced toward the entrance, weaving through the crowd and ignoring how everyone turned their heads like I was the drama they’d been waiting for. “Hey, you really gonna be fine,” I assured her even though the words just slid off the top of my tongue like a recitation. Confusion had its claws deep around my throat, and fear made every step I took heavier than it should have been. My phone buzzed in my pocket. Dala or Vander, maybe, but I couldn’t stop. I reached the parking lot and scanned the cars like a madman. It would take minutes to call my driver, which was precisely what I didn’t have. Arya’s warm arms tightly wrapped around my neck, tears spilling from her eyes. In seconds, my gaze fell upon a silver convertible with a group of girls lounging insi
KAINancy finally peeled herself off me with a flirty little, “Don’t go too far,” before disappearing toward the restroom, blowing me a kiss I had already had enough of for one night.I exhaled hard, finally able to catch my breath and move a muscle without Nancy breathing down my neck or pressing her perfumed tits into my face.She was not exactly annoying. She was… fine, just little too everywhere all the time like glitter, and had worn enough perfume for all the ladies in here. I was debating whether I had time to ghost her before she came back when two very familiar faces cut through the blur of sequins and smoke. Knox didn’t believe me when I said Vander could have an angle with this Omega. He should totally see them now.The vision cleared out, and their full faces came into view. Dala, looking pale and spooked as she’d just been chased through a cemetery, locked eyes with me first. “Have you seen Arya?” she asked urgently.“Arya? What? Wait, Arya’s here?” I looked at Vander,
DALAThis wasn't a panicked grab of someone flailing for safety. Nope. This grip was confident and intentional. The kind of handhold that said, I knew exactly where you were, and I waited for the lights to go out just to be extra dramatic about it.I didn’t need to see his face or the lights because only one person would drag me into the shadows like this and act like it was perfectly normal—Knox.“You,” I said flatly, still half-blind as my heels skidded over the marble floor. “Do you ever enter a room like a normal person?”His voice burst into the dark. “You look…decent, Omega.” I blinked, still trying to adjust my vision. “Excuse me?”“You don’t look like a maid,” he added, as if that somehow clarified the compliment and not terrified me even more. My cheeks burned, and I looked away. Great. I’d officially reached the highest level of praise in Knox Erymor’s vocabulary. “Wow. My self-esteem just grew legs and ran straight into traffic,” I muttered.The lights hadn’t come back on
DALAThe guard raised a mask like it was some royal invitation, but I shook my head with the firmest “no thank you” I’d ever mustered.“Compulsory,” he grunted, like I’d just committed a federal crime.“I said no,” I repeated, firmer this time, heat already creeping up my neck. I didn’t care if it was compulsory. I wasn’t about to walk into a mystery party with my identity outed. Ayra stepped up before I could work myself into a full-blown argument. “If she doesn’t want it, then she doesn’t want it,” she snapped, standing in front of me.“She has to wear—”“She doesn’t have to do anything,” Arya snapped again, her thin voice edged with venom. “I suggest you figure out who I am before you lose your job over a stupid mask.”The guard blinked, his eyes locking onto hers, yet he zoned out. It was obvious that he was calculating, probably doing some mental search like is this the Lady Arya? The one married to the old Alpha?A few seconds passed, and his eyes widened a little with recognit
DALA Who knew bribery would bring out some decency in him? In no time did we settled in the car. Arya and I occupied the backseat. She wouldn’t stop humming a happy tune while anxiety gripped me like a vice, unwilling to let go. I had never been to a party like this one before. The school was barely welcoming, not to mention a party with little to no supervision. “Who’s genius idea was it to sneak out?” Vander asked, igniting the engine. The promise of that bike really did make him chatty. I wasn’t being judgmental— or maybe I was, but his sudden interest in whatever this was was questionable. “Joint effort,” Arya responded, flashing me a mischievous smile that my lips was too stiff to respond. She looked and acted more childlike today, and I liked it for her. Through the rearview mirror, Vander met my eyes, and my stomach jerked before I could tear my gaze away from his. The corner of his lips lifted slightly. Perhaps I had seen wrong. “I want nothing to do with this
DALAI did not see myself in a high-end boutique with Lady Arya, flipping through racks of dresses that probably cost more than my entire life savings. Yet here we were. The smell of expensive perfume clung so tightly that I choked. My mind reeled whenever I saw a price tag, but Lady Arya reacted utterly differently.She was in her element, floating between sections, plucking designer gowns from hangers and draping them over her arm like they weighed nothing. The store attendants practically tripped over themselves, trying to please her. I, on the other hand, felt like a fish out of water. How could I even pick a thing here? “This one,” Lady Arya declared, grinning as she held up a floor-length emerald gown against me. “Or…no, maybe this one! Do you like it?” She swapped it out for a shimmery gold dress that looked like it belonged at a royal ball.We were NOT attending a royal ball. I arched my brow, perplexed. “You do realize I’m only going to a school party. Not the Oscars?”L