Lyra's lungs burned as she crashed through the underbrush, the snarls of rogue wolves echoing behind her.
This was something she experienced alot.
Moonlight glinted on their fangs, and every shadow seemed to twist into claws reaching for her.
Her wolf screamed in panic, heart racing.She was hellbent determined to escape the rogues and try start living a new decent life.
She couldn't outrun them—not tonight.
Her whole body ached from the bruises inflicted on her.
Due to exhaustion and pain she couldn't even clearly see where she was going hence tripped on a log.
Then, from the darkness, a figure emerged. Tall, broad-shouldered, eyes silver as ice with streaks of grey. His presence hit her like a tidal wave, and Lyra froze.
Her wolf instinctively bowed—but not in fear. Something inside her recognized him.
"Stop running,they can't hurt you now" a low, commanding growl sliced through the night. "You're mine."
Before she could process his words, another figure stepped from the shadows.
Amber eyes, calm but unshakable.
His aura clashed with the first, yet it also made her wolf tremble in a strange, unexplainable way.
"She belongs to me too," the second Alpha said, voice steady, yet sharp as a blade.
Lyra's head spun. Two mates? Impossible. Yet the pull was undeniable. Her pulse thundered in her ears.
And then… a third figure appeared.
You gotta be kidding me, Lyra thought to herself.
Dark, almost blending with the night, eyes like molten gold.
Every muscle tense, every movement precise, his presence was like a shadow crawling into her mind.
"I warned you," the third voice rumbled, low and dangerous. "She is mine, as well."
Three. Three Alphas.
Her wolf shrieked in confusion and awe.
The air around her thickened, charged with power and raw desire.
She couldn't run.
She couldn't hide.
And suddenly, she realized—she belonged to all of them.
The rogue wolves behind her howled, but none dared approach.
The daring ones tried and just like a flash of lightning,they were killed by the three alphas.
Each of them having their own strength.
This was due to the powerful aura the three alphas emitted.
It was intoxicating commanding nothing less than submission and respect.
The three Alphas had arrived, and even they knew she was no ordinary Omega.
However,the subject was very unaware of Her capabilities.
Her scent pulsed in the air, night jasmine and cool mist ,irresistible, rare… dangerous.
Lyra's amber eyes widened.
Her heart pounded—not from fear, but from the undeniable truth: she had three mates.
She felt thankful for their presence which saved her life which was bound to come to an end today.
She was still in disbelief and so were the men around her.
The forest was silent, the moonlight cold, and yet, she had never felt so alive.
And she knew, deep in her bones, this night would change everything.Suddenly her vision began to blur as she saw everything around her rotate.
Her whole body felt numb while black dots filled her vision till she was totally consumed by the darkness.
The three immediately rushed to her side each wanting to hold her.
Will the three Alphas who have always fought one another ready to make each other's life a living hell be able to share a precious gift
given by the moon goddess,A mate??Or will their fights become even worse?