ONE LUNA FOR ALPHA TRIPLETS
Wendy Moses · Ongoing · 110.1k Words
Introduction
My life became uneven when I found out that I am a mate to one of the triplet alpha's after the blue moon. What's more frightening is that I seem to have some hidden mysterious power and a destiny that I cannot escape...
With the revelation of my true mate came problems and along side those problems came secrets we never knew about and these secrets will change our lives forever.
As the enemies piled up, I must embrace my fate to protect the people I love in this war between the werewolves and the demons.
Chapter 1
Hazel is the daughter of the Beta Theo who was second in command after the Alpha. Hazel laid comfortably on her bed with a mixed expression on her face. Her mind kept drifting to what happened today in the training ground.
The sun was up and high in sky, below were about a hundred people in a large training grounds both male and female alike. Each with a training partner as their voice after throwing feats echoed in the background.
Away from the people on a side were the triplets of Alpha Louis and Luna Alison also were training with the their parents Beta's daughter, Hazel. The Dew Pack was known for being powerful, fearless and the Alpha and Luna made that possible and also bearing triplets that would become future Alphas.
"You're as weak as a girl Ives, I'm gonna beat you to a pulp," Hazel said between ragged breath as she threw a fist while Ives dodge it slyly like a cunning fox with a smirk on his handsome masculine face.
"Girlish as always. What do you think
Behind her were the other two, Clare?" Ives asked and laughed with a small smile on his lips and Ryan who stood watching the show as they would have turns in fighting Hazel.
"Concentrate Ives and stop your poke nosing," Ryan said with a smile.
"Shut up your damned mouth you dimwit, I'm going to tell everyone in school about you being unable to defeat a common girl." Clare fired at Ives who was always talking and takings things as jokes.
"You are too aggressive today Hazel, what did you eat?" Clare shouted from behind making Ives lips pull up into a loop sided smile. Hazel didn't know how but it seems that the little smile from Ives made a huge impact in her.
"Ives.... I...be serious please," Hazel replied almost immediately as she was about to loose control of herself.
"Ives be serious and stop flirting with..." The second triplet immediately kept quiet as Hazel glared at him.
"What? I was trying to be a good friend," he sided himself perhaps they have planned it.
"Action!" Ives shouted and they both continued with their training in a most nonsensical way.
Hitting, kicking, and thriving to make more efforts, Hazel frowned and pushed Ives who stepped backwards with smooth steps like a cat.
Hazel became upset as she has lost every ounce of patience in her, she hit Ives on his chest very hard that if he was human, he would have been dead after the blow.
The people weren't just humans, they are Werewolves. A shifter that shifts after a blue moon. Werewolves were known as to be myth, many people did not believe the existence of Werewolves as they were mythical beings and were able to shift into humans and wolf.
Ives fell to the ground and whimper in pain, Hazel tried hitting him again and suddenly was grabbed by Clare and Ryan from behind. Their grip, strong and firm on her.
Hazel was confused, "let go of me! What are you two doing!" She said angrily and became scared as it her first time being held like this.
When Ives got closer to her, Hazel used her legs to kick him back to the ground with a loud thud and a crack sound as he lay unconsciously on the ground. After struggling for sometime, she finally got away from their grips and stood a bit far from them.
"I saw that coming," she mouthed and squatted beside Ives.
She gulped a little and looked at Ryan who was smiling sheepishly. The mixture of his hair was black and brown and a well carved eyebrows. Though they were brothers Hazel didn't fancy Ryan alot.
"What am I to do? He's not moving," She panicked while Ryan enjoyed the scene before him. Hazel is the most beautiful girl he had ever set his eyes on. Her dark brown hair and hazel eyes were beautiful and attractive to him. She was the talk of all the men in Dew pack as those who greeted her were hailed.
Ives who was still laying on the ground in pretense remained quiet as he played along with Ryan.
"Ives..." Hazel called him but he's not even responding. Most times he would faint while training with her to gain her attention and out of the three brothers Ives was the mischievous one.
He was the warmest among the triplets and ruthless, Ives is slow to anger unlike his first and second triplet. He was the playful type but he wasn't good at seeking advice from. As for Clare and Ryan they bother less about minor things but when they saw Hazel, everything changed about them as they became obsessed with her and were unwillingly to share.
Hazel cupped his cheek and hit him lightly but Ives remained still as stone in the desert. She became petrified at the thought of Ives being unable to wake up which was a mere thinking.
Clare was standing beside Ryan who was standing idly with his arms folded.
"I love his pranks, so touching," Clare whispered to Ryan who nods his head solemnly. Ives was good at pranking because he is mischievous and manipulative.
"Can you smell the air?" Ryan asked.
Clare sniffed a little as he has a pure werewolf blood running through his veins which was the same for the three of them.
"Yes. But the smell is faint," Clare said and focussed on the two on the ground. He was sure Ives had planned for this before he even told him because he was acting all real.
Kneeling down on the field, Hazel lean closer to Ives to give him a mouth to mouth resuscitation.
The Mischievous Ives who have been playing his part well quickly slid his hot tongue into Hazel's mouth and kiss her sweetly making her dumbfounded, shock written over her face and also giving Ives the chance to explore her mouth.
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