A smell hit me like a truck going full speed. Pine trees and winter storms. Leather and something wild and scary and completely overwhelming. It made my wolf go totally crazy inside my head, scratching and clawing to get out. My knees went weak. The cleaning materials fell from my hands, clattering to the floor like my world was falling apart.

"Do you smell that?" a deep voice asked. The voice sent shivers down my spine.

"Honey and wildflowers," another voice answered, rougher than the first. "Like summer and sunshine. Where is it coming from?"

A third voice, softer but just as strong, said, "It's the most beautiful thing I've ever smelled."

But that was impossible. I was just an omega. Just unseen Aisla who cleaned floors and stayed out of sight and never caused trouble for anyone important.

The footsteps got closer. I could hear them breathe now.

My wolf was going crazy inside me. She wanted out. She wanted to run toward that smell, not away from it. She wanted something I didn't understand.

"There," the third voice said, softer than the others but somehow more dangerous. "In the kitchen. She's in there."

The footsteps stopped right outside the door. I could feel them there, waiting.

Deep down, I knew my life was about to change forever.

I could swear I heard three wolves roaring inside my head.

The kitchen door handle turned slowly.

I was about to meet my fate.

Or my doom.


~

I had spent my entire life in the shadows. As a lowly omega, I was used to being overlooked, ignored, and unseen. 

But everything changed on my 18th birthday.

That was the day the Moon Goddess gave me a cruel kind of blessing. 

I had a mate. 

Not just one. 

Not two. 

But all three of the Alpha’s sons, the legendary triplets were bound to me.

I walked away from the grove on unsteady legs as the bond thrummed through me like a band drum. The air around me pulsed and sparked as though even the forest felt what had just happened.


Lucien's touch lingered everywhere and I could feel his hands on my waist. His wolf had pressed so close to mine that I could still feel his presence in my memory. 


 It was too much and somehow also not enough.


I tried to steady myself as I walked and reached for a tree branch nearby but when my fingers brushed the bark, it burst into flames. A surge of energy shot from me into the tree and the entire trunk caught on fire like it had been struck by lightning.


The power that Mora had beaten into me for weeks, the chants that brought the bleeding nose and shaking hands… it now hummed steadily and anchored. Lucien had given me that. His storm pressed down and filled the crack in my power.


Chapter 67 - The Actuvating Fire