T-Three Mates?

Theron's lips curved into a sly smirk as our eyes locked, and I felt my stomach tighten with a mixture of fear and desire. My wolf howled inside my mind, urging me to go to him, to claim our mate.

But I stood my ground, clenching my jaw in defiance. The mate bond may have been tugging at me, trying to connect us, but I refused to let it control me. I wouldn't fall for this Alpha's charm.

As he started walking towards me, my body tensed and I instinctively took a step back, only to collide with Lisa who stood behind me. She gave me a concerned look, but my attention was focused entirely on the powerful figure advancing towards us. He stopped right in front of me, his aura suffocating and dominating, causing my heart rate to quicken.

"A newcomer," he drawled out in a low, menacing voice that sent shivers down my spine.

I remained silent, unable to find my voice amidst the chaos of emotions swirling within me. His dark eyes bore into mine, seeming to pierce through all of my defenses. Then without warning, he reached out and grabbed my hand as if it were his right to touch me.

Without hesitation, I pulled away from his grasp and slapped his hand away. "Get your filthy hands off of me!" I spat out with anger and disgust in my voice.

The gasps around the cafeteria were in perfect sync. You could hear the collective intake of breath as the room fell into a stunned silence. Students leaned forward, their eyes wide in shock.

"Did she just...push his hand away?" someone whispered, horrified.

"She’s dead for sure!" another voice said eagerly.

"I didn’t like her from the start," a girl near the back muttered. "I can’t wait to see him put her in her place."

"How dare this ugly girl push the hand of our Theron! Doesn’t she know the rules here? No one messes with the leaders."

My throat constricted, my hands shaking as I fought to keep them steady. Every beat of my heart thudded loudly in my chest, but I refused to back down. No matter how dangerous he may be, I would not let him intimidate me.

He tilted his head, his piercing gaze flicking between his hand and myself. A sly smirk played on his lips, but his eyes held a calculating glint. His voice, a deep and dangerous purr, filled the air with tension.

"Interesting," he drawled slowly, his words laced with danger. "An omega showing defiance towards me? That's something I haven't seen before."

Whispers erupted around us, sharp and judgmental, adding to the already charged atmosphere. The weight of their disapproval only fueled my determination to stand my ground against this powerful alpha.

"Is she an omega? In an all-Alpha school?"

"Who let her in here?" another spat, disgusted. "Ew, those pathetic, weak omegas. Always trying to seduce Alphas."

"Did she sleep with the principal or what?" someone whispered harshly.

Alisa, watching the scene with a twisted smile, chimed in. "I knew from the start she was a runt. Just look at her."

My identity had been discovered on the first day. Perfect. And it was all because of this fucking mate. I could already feel the sharp eyes of the students digging into me, like they were waiting for me to break.

Theron’s eyes hadn’t left mine, though. His stare was unnerving, full of something darker than the amusement he had shown before. 

Then, without warning, he asked, "What’s your name?"

I pressed my lips together, refusing to answer. He didn’t deserve to know my name. I tried to step back, hoping to escape the suffocating presence around me.

But before I could leave, his hand shot out, grabbing my arm, his grip tight. The instant connection sent goosebumps racing up my skin, and I cursed the bond for making me feel anything for him.

He pulled me closer, turning me aggressively, and I winced as his grip tightened painfully around my wrist.

Suddenly, His pheromones hit me like a wave, making my knees weak, dizzying my senses. I looked up at him and froze. There was no longer any trace of amusement in his expression. His eyes were hard, menacing.

"Did I permit you to leave?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

“I don’t need your permission,” I spat, trying to sound braver than I felt. My heart was pounding in my chest, and the dizzying effect of his pheromones still made my knees weak, but I stood my ground.

His smirk returned, twisting with a dark amusement. He leaned closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he spoke, “I asked you a question, little omega. What’s your name?”

“I’d rather die than tell you,” I shot back, glaring at him with all the defiance I could muster. Inside, my wolf whined, begging me to stop fighting our mate. But I couldn’t.

He chuckled lowly, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. “You look cute fighting me already. My mate, and we just met.”

The collective gasp that followed was so loud I thought I might go deaf. Every student around us stared, wide-eyed, as if they couldn’t believe what they were hearing.

"What?" Alisa's voice cut through the silence, her face twisted in disbelief. "Theron, stop playing games. An omega can’t be your mate! You’re making fun of her, right?"

"Is this a joke?" someone else muttered. "There’s no way—Theron wouldn’t even look at an omega, let alone call her his mate."

"Pathetic. She’s not worth his attention."

I frantically scanned my surroundings, fearing for my safety and feeling utterly exposed. Why was he doing this? Why was he revealing my deepest secrets, one by one? Was this his twisted plan to humiliate me in front of everyone? A cold shiver ran down my spine as I considered the possibility that he might reject me in front of the entire school, crushing what little self-confidence I had left. My hands balled into tight fists at my sides, nails digging painfully into my palms.

But his attention remained solely on me, his eyes gleaming with malicious glee like a predator playing with its prey. His words dripped with amusement as he spoke, tauntingly teasing me. "Big bro's gonna love this," he sneered. "Oh, I can't wait to see the look on his face when he finds out his precious mate is nothing but an omega. He despises them the most."

My heart pounded in my chest as I recoiled in horror. "W-what do you mean?" I stammered, barely managing to get the words out through my quivering lips. Dread coiled in my stomach, overwhelming me with a sense of impending doom.

His grin widened as he watched realisation dawn on my face. “You haven’t figured it out yet? Alaric. He’s your mate too.”

My breath caught in my throat. Alaric? The most dangerous of the triplets? The one who never showed his face, the one people whispered about like he was some kind of living nightmare. 

This couldn’t be real. First Ronan, and now Theron—and Alaric too?

What in the world is happening to me?