Gianna’s POV
I sat on the edge of the bed, feeling the last remnants of anxiety melting away in their presence. After everything Eliot had put me through, the mere thought of staying here under his roof for another night was unbearable. These Alphas… they offered something I thought I’d lost forever. A chance at a new life. A chance at peace. Kane looked at me with a steady gaze. His eyes held a warmth that seemed to soothe my guarded heart, a look that told me he’d stand beside me no matter what. He reached out, his large hand taking mine. “Gianna,” he began, his voice low and gentle, “we want to take you back with us. To the palace. Away from here.” My chest tightened at his words, but it was Klaus who leaned forward, his expression grim. “We know this is a lot to ask, especially with what you’ve been through. But we’re your mates, Gianna. You shouldn’t be in a place where you feel unsafe.” I nodded. I couldn’t wait to leave Eliot’s territory and the painful memories that clung to every corner of this place. I hate them all. And my mother? Keith, always the quietest of the three it seems, broke his silence. “You’re not alone anymore. We want you to come with us, to our home. You deserve a place where you feel safe.” His words were laced with that calm protectiveness that made me feel oddly… cherished. “Will you come with us?” Kane asked softly. I didn’t even hesitate. “Yes. I want to go.” Their eyes lit up, a shared sense of relief passing between them. They exchanged a look that I didn’t fully understand, but I knew it meant something important. Like this was a new beginning for all of us. Kane rose, taking my hand as he helped me up, his touch reassuring. The trip to their palace felt like strange with excitement and nerves. I kept glancing out the window, watching as we left Eliot’s territory behind, the landscape slowly changing as we approached a vast palace. It was beautiful, imposing, but warm in a way that seemed to promise a new kind of peace. The moment we arrived, I was greeted with kindness I’d never experienced. The staff moved with ease around the Alphas, each one respectful yet at ease, like this was a place where loyalty was earned and given freely. We entered a spacious room, and the atmosphere shifted immediately as two women turned to greet us. They had the same dark hair and piercing gray eyes as the brothers, but their gazes sparkled with a mischievous glint “Kane! Keith! Klaus!” one of them exclaimed, a grin spreading across her face. “Took you long enough. We were starting to think you’d gotten lost.” “Don’t tease,” Klaus grumbled, though there was a softness to his voice I hadn’t heard before. He turned to me, his eyes warm. “Gianna, meet our sisters. That’s Helena, and this one here is Ingrid.” Helena approached first, her eyes studying me carefully, but not unkindly. “Welcome to the family, Gianna. And don’t let these three fool you,” she said, nodding toward her brothers with a smirk. “They might look all stoic and serious, but I’m the one who makes the rules around here.” Ingrid chuckled, stepping forward and giving me a friendly, knowing smile. “We’re glad to have you. It takes a lot to put up with these guys.” “Thank you,” I murmured, the words barely a whisper as I realized how much their acceptance meant. Helena tilted her head, her gaze softening. “You look like you need a bit of relaxation. Come on, let’s get you settled in. You’ve got the suite right next to ours.” Keith, who had been watching me intently, spoke up. “And if you need anything, we’re all here. You’re not just a guest, Gianna. This is your home now, too.” Those words touched something deep within me. I followed Helena and Ingrid through the halls, their banter light and easy, helping to melt away the tension I’d been carrying. “You’ll love it here,” Ingrid said, sitting on the bed and motioning for me to join her. “We’ll make sure of that.” The rest of the day passed with an ease I hadn’t known in years. Helena and Ingrid took me on a tour, showing me the gardens, the library, even a training room where they sparred with each other, laughing and taunting their brothers as they practiced. It was refreshing, their closeness and the way they protected one another, fierce but loving. They had a bond that made me yearn for a family of my own. Kane looked over at me, his expression warm and sincere. “Are you happy here, Gianna?” I took a deep breath, letting the warmth of their presence settle over me. “More than I ever thought I could be. This place… it already feels like home.” Klaus took my hand, his thumb brushing over my knuckles in a gentle, comforting gesture. “Then you’re exactly where you belong.” Helena laughed, breaking the tender moment. “Alright, don’t get too sentimental on us. There’ll be time for that later. For now, we have a welcome dinner planned, and trust me, you’ll need your energy for it. We don’t do small things here.” They weren’t lying. The dinner was extravagant, filled with laughter, stories, and the kind of warmth I’d only dreamed of. I sat between the sisters, listening to them tease the brothers, who occasionally shot back with smirks and well-timed jabs of their own. When the night finally ended and I lay in the comfort of my new room, I felt something I hadn’t in a long time, a sense of peace, a sense of belonging. It was a new beginning, a fresh chapter in a life I’d thought would be bound forever to darkness. But now, with the Alpha Kings and their family, I was beginning to see the light. And as sleep finally claimed me, I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be.Gianna’s POVThe days passed with a surreal ease, like I’d woken up in a life I’d dreamed of but never dared to believe could be mine. Each morning, I’d wake up to the quiet of the palace, the sun filtering through my windows, casting everything in a warm, gentle light. My own beautiful room. The Alphas took turns joining me for breakfast, sharing stories from their lives and listening to mine with genuine interest. It makes me nervous that they are this interested in me but I knew this was what mates are supposed to be like. It was strange, finding comfort in a place so unfamiliar, with people who felt both new and achingly familiar at the same time. There was something unique in each of them, yet they shared that fierce protectiveness, that devotion. For me. Kane was the steady, calm one, his presence always reassuring. Klaus had a teasing smile and a way of lightening any moment, while Keith’s gentleness softened the edges of my own fears. I feel like a newborn around them. B
Keith’s POV We all hovered over Gianna’s form, I reached out through the mind link to my brothers, feeling the strain in each of us as we tried to process what lay before us. Right there where we wanted her in our bed. She was lying there, so trusting with beauty that could bring any man to his knees but it stirs something painful and raw inside me. Even with my mind sharp and focused, I couldn’t ignore the magnetic pull that her presence created. Mating bond. “Kane” I began in the link, “are you sure about this? She’s…she’s everything the prophecy warned about. But she’s also the only chance we have left.” Kane’s response was quick, his thoughts tinged with frustration. I guess he hates this more than any of uss. “Believe me, I didn’t want this either. But if we don’t break the curse, it’ll tear everything apart, and she’s the only one who can do it. Even if she’s…one of them.” He ground the them. Klaus shifted beside me, casting a glance at Gianna as if afraid she mig
Kane’s POVMy hand brushed over Gianna’s cheek, my gaze locked onto hers, the world falling away until it was just the two of us in this quiet, stolen moment. It almost felt romantic at this moment and I wanted to pop it out. The sight of her lying there, waiting, stirred something deep inside me, something fierce yet careful. She was ours tonight, here in the soft flicker of candlelight, and every part of me wanted to make sure she felt it, too. It cannot be one sided. “Are you sure?” I whispered, my voice rough as I searched her face. She looked up at me, and the trust shining in her eyes struck me harder than I’d expected. The purity of it, that simple faith she was placing in me, made everything sharper, more real. She nodded, a small, gentle smile gracing her lips.“I want this, Kane,” she murmured. “With you all.”My heart pounded, both excited and careful as I leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss that started slow and deep, taking my time, letting her adjust to me. Her
Klaus’s POV The room was filled with a dim, warm light that softened everything, casting shadows that danced across Gianna's flushed cheeks. She was too beautiful it ached. This was a night she would remember, a night where she was our focus because this is where fate of the kingdom lies. I feel so disgustingly poetic right now I hate it. I kissed her deeply savoring the warmth of her lips against mine, the way she surrendered so completely. Her soft moans filled the room. I could feel my brother’s breath in her lips but fuck it, I need her like my next breath. She was ours in this moment, and every touch, every kiss. Keith leaned in, brushing his lips against her neck, sending shivers down her spine, while Kane’s hand drifted down to her breasts leaving her breathless. He just finished making love to her. As we promised we would. She is not going to detect anything going on. Gianna’s body responded to each of us, vrrywilling, her eyes shining with a mixture of wonde
Gianna’s POVWaking slowly, I reached out, but the bed was empty. My hand touched only the cool sheets, and for a moment, I felt a little lost. I was sure I didn’t sleep in this bed alone. There was warmth here with me. Power even. The tenderness between my thighs reminded me of everything that happened last night, a quiet thrill running through me as I remembered their touch, their whispers. And somehow, despite my surprise, it felt... right.I rolled over, catching sight of a tray by the bed with breakfast, and a single red rose resting on the edge. A small card lay beside it, with a simple message. I read the message over and over againRest, Gianna. We’ll be back soon.A smile spread across my face, warm and unstoppable, filling my chest with a flutter I hadn’t felt in a long time. I picked up the rose, its soft petals brushing my fingers as I held it close. It was so beautiful but roses were never my favorite flower. But they gave me. They’d thought of me. They’d taken the time
Gianna’s POVThe weeks drifted by like a fevered dream. Every night was a tangle of heat and intensity, their touches growing bolder, more possessive. It was as though each of them held back just enough to keep from devouring me completely, but every time we met, that restraint seemed to fray a little more. It is a battle of will from what I can see and I’m not sure how to feel about it. I could feel it in the way their hands lingered, the way they looked at me as though they were starving. I couldn’t quite tell if they were trying to stay away or if I was imagining that momentary pause, that held breath. But somehow, every night, it always ended the same , with all of them pulling me close, igniting every nerve in me until we lost ourselves again and again, sometimes until dawn broke against the palace walls.They left each morning, and I’d wake alone, my body aching, a delicious soreness lingering as a reminder of what we’d shared and very very COLD. They’d leave behind soft-spok
Gianna’s POV Their voices continued while I remained hidden, feeling numb and way too stunned to move. My brain has stopped working too. “I’ve missed you in my bed, Kane” Helena’s voice was a throaty whisper that grated on my last nerves. That wasn’t even her real voice! “It’s been too long.” Her voice dripped with so much confidence that twisted something sharp in my chest. Confidence that she knows he is hers and he knows that too. Are they mates? But I’m sure all three are mine. I felt it! But why does it not feel so? Kane chuckled, a sound I had once thought was warm and tingly but now it felt detached, as if I’d been seeing only what he wanted me to see. He was always so fucking reserved and fake around me. “We’ve been busy” he replied, his tone softening just for her. I could practically feel his grin through the wall. “Klaus kept me company earlier cause he couldn’t stand his little mate.” Ingrid said or more like purred. The words were so nonchalant, lik
Gianna’s POV I sat against the wall, my body pressed into the cool stone, my hand over my mouth to muffle the sobs that shook me. Their voices continued to drift from the other side of the door, carefree and certain, as they talked about their futures… futures that didn’t include me. I was never part of it. “We’ll finally be able to start a family” I heard Klaus say with a warmth I’d once thought reserved for me. "Without any hindrances." Hopeful I would break the curse for them. And then, in the silence that followed, I felt it, a soft flutter. A faint little nudge in my stomach, as if something very small was reaching out gently and insistently reminding me of its presence. Telling me to divert my attention. I froze my tears momentarily forgotten, my breath catching as I pressed a trembling hand to my stomach. It was tiny, barely there, but I felt it. A kick. My child. A CUB in my womb. A thousand emotions flooded me, a mixture of disbelief, fear, and something ten
Kane’s POVThe morning light seeped through the heavy curtains casting a soft glow across the room. I stirred, groaning softly as I shifted under the weight of exhaustion.My muscles ache which was a reminder of how wild the night before was. For a moment I thought I was still dreaming until the warmth against my chest pulled me fully into consciousness. It was Gianna. And I was the only one that didn’t fuck here yesterday. She was exhausted by those fuckers. Her small soft and luscious frame was pressed against me still naked, her hair fanning over my shoulder like a silken veil. She was so mesmerizing even this early in the morning with thoroughly sexed look. I blinked taking in the peaceful expressions of Keith and Klaus sprawled across the enormous bed. Unlike me, they were dead to the world their breathing deep and even. And then I felt it a soft, wet sensation trailing up my chest setting my already hard morning cock on fire. It was ramrod now and aching.My breath hitched as
Gianna’s POVThe water soaked us both and Klaus’s hand trailed to my thing. The only piece of clothing I totally forgot to remove. Who even wore it for me last night? Probably one of the brothers. His hand tugs my soaked thong to the side and I cover my gasp against his neck as he slides his finger between my folds. He spreads my wetness on my clit before pinching it painfully. I push closer as he circles my opening but doesn’t penetrate me. Toying. Edging. Teasing.But never letting me chase the ecstasy his skillful touch brings. Klaus is so wicked. I feel empty yet full and it’s a twisted sensation I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy. Even now, his control hasn’t snapped while I’m all sorts of fucked up. My body craves the orgasm but its waiting for his permission. My hand still on his wrist, I push in a silent plea to give me something. Anything. I buck against his palm in wicked pleasure when he listens and shoves his finger in achingly slow. Damn it! It’s not enough. Hating hi
Gianna’s POVHis only reply came in the form of his dropping to his stomach and hoisting my legs over his shoulders. Gods this man is obsessed with my pussy. It took everything in me not to tighten my thighs around his head and urge him closer.“Do you know what I like to do with my candy?” He asked his nose nudging against my pussy his heated breath brushing my sensitivity. “What?” I asked with a silent gulp. His gaze steadied on mine as he placed soft kisses on my inner thigh. “I like to savor it. One lick at a time…” He was toying with me making my breath hitch every time he looked like he would take me in her mouth. “…until every bit of the hard shell is gone and that warm center melts in my mouth.”The right corner of his lips elevated as he kissed my entrance and then he looked back up at me. “Will you melt for me, baby?”My jaw was practically trembling as I whispered. “Yes.”Deliberately, he licked me. Tortured me. Tasted me. Feasted on me. Every suck of his lips and stroke
Gianna’s POVFUCK, I needed him to move faster. I was sure I would climax the moment he moved my underwear. I had nearly come at just being bent over his lap. Each slap had sent a pulse through my core and down into my already throbbing clit. His mouth was back on my nipple, and I rocked and arched into the sensation as he sucked and squeezed the tautness between his teeth. With one arm beneath me, his other traveled down my side, pausing to grip my hip, my ass and the thigh of my bent leg. My arms were already starting to ache above my head at his slow pace. Every time his tongue swirled on my nipple, or he teased me I bucked my hips against his, utterly desperate for that friction.He chuckled on my skin, tongue flicking at my breast as the very tips of his fingers slid up my inner thigh “Is this what you want?” He asked. His breath heated over my wet peak fingers practically dancing over my pussy. “Yes!” I almost cried.“Yes, what?” His voice was stern. Commanding. Painstakingly
Keith’s POV"YES." Gianna squealed out. The word, whispered and breathless that sent a shiver through me. I leaned in, my mouth crashing against hers, fierce and possessive, before pulling her into my arms. She gasped as I threw her over my shoulder, and the sound of her startled laughter was followed by my name tumbling from her lips. "Keith!" The grin tugging at my lips was anything but innocent. My hand smacked her ass, the sound sharp in the quiet, and she flinched before letting out a greedy little moan. The sound went straight to my core, stirring something dark and primal. "You're playing a dangerous game, Gianna!" I murmured trailing my hand over her reddening ass cheek squeezing that soft flesh before landing another sharp slap. Her high-pitched squeal was music to my ears. Crossing the threshold of my room, I tossed her onto the bed with ease. She landed with a bounce, her dark hair spilling around her in waves and that mischievous smile curved her lips, daring me t
Gianna’s POVThe next morning I woke up to the sound of soft whispers and a light breeze coming through my open balcony doors. I sound poetic because I’m happy. Shit. Sunlight streamed into the room illuminating the soft lilac curtains swaying gently. I stretched lazily my muscles deliciously sore a constant reminder of the triplets' err devotion for the lack of better words. But today felt different. Quiet. Too quiet. Maybe because the kids weren’t here? I need to go see them then. I sat up, scanning the room expecting one of them to be lingering like they often did. Nothing. Nyx entered shortly after balancing a tray of breakfast. She placed it on the table with a slight smirk. “You must’ve worn them out, my Queen.” She added the last word mockingly with a friendly smile on her face. I raised a brow. “Me?” “Yes, you. The Kings have been up and about since dawn. They’ve been busy in meetings, from what I hear. But!” she paused dramatically “they left a surprise for you.” “A
Gianna’s POV“Alright, Queenie. We’re calm now. But I think we could use a distraction. Don’t you agree, brothers?” As the tension in the room eased, Keith broke the silence with a sly grin.“What do you have in mind, Keith?” Klaus raised a brow his lips curving into a smirk. “I was thinking since we missed most of the fun of the festival, maybe we could create our own. Something private.” Keith said, standing and offering me his hand. “And by ‘private,’ you mean?” Kane leaned back in his chair his eyes narrowing playfully. “Let’s just say I have an idea that’ll take our Queen’s mind off any lingering stress.” Keith winked at me pulling me to my feet. Minutes later, I found myself in the palace gardens bathed in the golden hues of the setting sun. The triplets had led me here, each wearing a mischievous grin that made me both nervous and curious. I thought they were going to drag me to their chamber and have their way with me. They are surprising me time and again and a huge par
Gianna’s POVThe journey back to the palace was heavy with tension. Kane and Klaus walked ahead, their shoulders rigid while Keith stayed by my side his jaw clenched in frustration. The festival’s earlier joy felt like a distant event as the encounter with the shadowling weighed on all of us. It’s that bad. Once inside the grand hall the triplets didn’t waste time. Klaus barked an order, summoning the palace guards to tighten security around the borders. Keith immediately requested for the prophetess to be brought in his tone sharp enough to send the servants scurrying. The prophetess arrived shortly after her entrance almost comical in its awkwardness. She shuffled into the room her robes slightly too large and her hair a frizzy halo around her face. She looked nothing like the ancient, wise seer I had expected more like someone who had accidentally stumbled into the role. “Prophetess Zara explain why there was a shadowling in the village during festival!” Klaus said, his voice
Gianna’s POVKlaus leaned against the doorway, a lazy grin tugging at his lips as he watched me brush out my hair. I don’t even know why I decided to do that when we are all just talking about nothing and everything. Guess to do something else that doesn’t involve fantasizing about their dicks all the time. “You know, there’s a festival in the village today. You should come with us. It’ll be fun!” he said looking hopeful like the rest of his brothers. “A festival? What’s the occasion?l I arched an eyebrow, intrigued. “It’s an annual thing. It’s a celebration of life, the sea and a chance for everyone to… forget.” Kane chimed in from the couch where he was fiddling with a dagger like it was a toy. His smirk was sharp, but his tone softened at the last word. “We thought you might like to dress for the occasion too.” Keith appeared beside Klaus holding a bundle of fabric. I eyed the fabric warily. “What is it?” “Something fitting for a festival by the water…” Klaus said, stepping