All Chapters of Bullied By My Alpha Triplets: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Ivy's Pov.I was nothing.Just a weak, pathetic omega. A servant. Someone to be ignored, laughed at, or used as a punching bag when higher ranks needed entertainment. I had learned to keep my head down, to move quickly and quietly, to accept the insults and humiliation like they were part of my skin.That was my life. That was all I would ever be.I had grown used to it, used to waking up every day knowing that nothing would change. Until today.But I didn’t know that yet.I woke up to the sound of voices outside my small room in the omega quarters. The walls were thin, and I could hear the other omegas moving around, getting ready for the day. I pushed off my thin blanket, feeling the morning chill bite at my skin. The small window above my bed let in only a sliver of light, barely enough to see by.I dressed quickly in my usual uniform—a plain black dress that reached my knees, marking me as an omega worker. My hands trembled slightly as I laced up my worn boots, knowing what today

Ivy’s POVI stood there, my heart pounding against my ribs, as the triplets walked away. Their rejection settled in my chest like a stone, heavy and suffocating. I knew they didn’t want me. I had always known. But hearing it, feeling it in my soul, made it real.I wrapped my arms around myself, my body trembling as the bond tugged tightly inside of me , demanding I chase after them, beg them to accept me. But I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.The Moon Goddess was cruel.Pairing me, a weak, insignificant—with them? The future Alphas? It was a joke. A sick, twisted joke.I took a shaky breath and turned toward the omega quarters. I needed to get away. Away from their scent, away from their voices echoing in my head. But before I could take a step, a sharp, familiar voice cut through the silence.“Pathetic.”I stiffened. I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.Selene.She stepped in front of me, arms crossed, a slow smirk spreading across her face. Her green eyes gleamed with cruel amusem

Ivy’s POVThe cell was cold.The scent of dirt and stone filling my nose. I sat on the hard floor, my back pressed against the rough wall, my knees drawn to my chest. My wrists ached where the warriors had grabbed me, their grip bruising, unrelenting.I had known this would happen.I had known the moment they caught me that they wouldn’t let me go easily.But I had still hoped.I had still prayed that maybe, just maybe, they would let me disappear. That I could leave and never look back.Now, I was trapped.And I had no idea what they were going to do with me.Footsteps echoed down the stone hallway. My body tensed. I didn’t look up, but I could feel them. The power rolling off them. The familiar presence that sent chills down my spine.The triplets.I squeezed my hands into fists, forcing myself to stay still as the heavy iron door creaked open.Silence stretched between us.Then, finally, Ronan spoke. “You really thought you could leave?”His voice was calm, but there was something