Her Triplet Alphas

The blanket of pure white snow seemed to sparkle in the early morning light. The Pack House was buzzing with excitement about the upcoming festivities. Tomorrow was my birthday, not that anyone cared or even remembered because it was also the birthday of the Thorn Triplets. The Thorn Triplets were the pride and joy of the Winter Moon Pack. They were the sons of Alpha Romeo Thorn. They were filthy rich, devilishly handsome and disgustingly arrogant. All the young she-wolves adored them wholeheartedly and stroked their egos on a daily basis. I was cursed to share a birthday and a home with them.At the tender age of nine, my parents left the pack to go rogue and had not been seen or heard from since. They left no instructions regarding their wishes for me so I was taken into the pack house under the care of Alpha Romeo and his wife, Ronnie. As if I had not been devastated enough, I now had three twelve-year old tormenters. The identical triplet sons of the Alpha were, in order of birth, Alex, Felix and Calix. They despised me and ensured that I knew I was beneath them. My parents had incurred a huge debt. Thus, I had to earn my keep and repay my debt by doing as many chores as possible while the triplets enjoyed an idyllic childhood in the very same house.

I was supposed to go home immediately after school to help with the preparations for the huge birthday party tomorrow night for the Triplets but I had to do the assignment for the girls and they had to make me over. I knew I would pay for it later but whatever. The Thorns had hired a party planner. They should be okay for a few hours without their werewolf Cinderella. I did the assignment for the girls literally in the car on the way to the mall. It was that easy. Math was my thing. I was a nerd in general and I was proud of this even though werewolves prized brawn and beauty over brains any day.

The pain shot through me. It was excruciating. I screamed. My bones lengthened and rearranged themselves. Sandy-coloured fur enveloped my form. My eyesight and hearing became so sharp. I stood on all fours. I howled. I was a wolf. I ran through the night, white snow beneath me and black sky above me. I practically flew. When I had tired of running. They would probably so cold after lying in the snow. I focused on what I looked like human and my bones started breaking again. It was painful but not nearly as bad as the first time. The triplets had gone out to ring in the first few minutes of their twenty-first birthday with some of their friends at a bar. I passed by their rooms. The house had three floors. The Alpha and Luna slept on the top floor. The Triplets and I slept on the middle floor. I had a tiny converted storage room and each triplet had a master bedroom and bathroom. There was the most delicious smell coming from Calix’s room. I snuck in. He was the least scary of the triplets so I did not mind if he caught my scent when he came home and realised I had been in his home. His room literally smelled like freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. I looked around. Maybe he had pot cookies or something. I did not find anything. Ugh. I had put my scent all over some of his stuff for nothing.

Chasity’s POV I had to wake up at the crack of dawn as usual on the day of the party despite going to bed after midnight. I was so tired. I passed as far away from the Triplet’s rooms as I could so I would not have to smell those delicious scents. I had to keep away from them. I could not bear to look them in the eyes if just their smell was driving me wild now that I was eighteen. How could fate be so cruel? I wondered if they would be horrible mates. I would not let it reach to that. I had never even had one boyfriend, now I had three mates. What would I be expected to do? How would I handle that? I felt overwhelmed just thinking about it. There was a heat in the lower part of my tummy when I thought about all three of them and me. I would not even know who was doing what to me. I bit my lip. I was getting aroused again. I quickly pushed those thoughts away.

I had always wanted the Thorn family to give me a proper bedroom but now that the Triplets wanted me to leave my little room, I stubbornly did not want to. Too much was changing too fast. The Triplets were really annoyed that I would not stay in any of their rooms or in a guest bedroom. I went to my room and shut the door locking it. It was after midnight. I had actually used Alex’s bathroom to shower because he did not want me using the ground floor one because then I’d have to walk around in my robe to get back to my room which is what I’d done for the past nine years. I was exhausted but I was curious about my gifts. Mina got me a designer sparkly baby pink party dress and Tina got me a designer sparkly baby blue party dress. I smiled. The Triplets had gotten me an iPhone, an iPad and a Mac book. I was shocked. I knew they liked apple products a lot but I had never gotten any technological stuff before. This was my first cell phone at eighteen. I’d need their help to set it up. They also got me a proper Winter coat, a baby blue one. It was so pretty! One of the gifts was a small envelope with bow on it. It was a credit card with a note from the triplets with the pin, saying to use it to shop for whatever I needed. There was a pair of winter boots, also baby blue. I wondered how they knew my size but then I remembered Alex’s smell on all my clothes and smiled. There was a proper backpack for school. I honestly did not have one and would hold all my books or use a canvas grocery bag. I felt a little teary-eyed thinking about that. I had never really let myself notice all the normal things I did not have. I wiped my eyes hastily in response to a knock on the door. Felix?

Everything that happened yesterday felt like a dream: Mina and Tina befriending me, all the presents and the triplets’ confessions. I was actually afraid to open my eyes in case I found myself in my cot in the cleaning supply room and the triplets hated me again. However, I felt extremely warm, too warm to be in a bed alone and too comfortable to be in my cot. I moaned, stretching out. It was only about five o’ clock in the morning but that was my usual wake up time to start making the family’s breakfast. I did not want their parents to despise me even more now that I might be interested in their sons. I wondered if I could sneak downstairs and start breakfast. The Triplets did not wake up until noon on Sunday but the parents would be up by seven o’ clock. I tried to extricate myself from Alex and Calix. Alex woke up, groaning, and pulled me back to him. “What’re you doing? Do you have to use the bathroom or something?” He asked groggily.

The Alpha Triplets stood barefoot in the snow like it was no big deal. I turned away. I was not ready to see them. I caught a glimpse of Felix’s though by accident and even in the freezing cold it was extremely thick and long. They were identical triplets so I was worried for myself. They shifted much more quickly than I did. It took them barely ten seconds to break their bones and grow fur becoming wolves before my very eyes. They were shiny black wolves reflecting their hair colour. The were huge. I hid behind a nearby snow-covered tree. They gave me my privacy. Shifting was still painful for me. It took me about five minutes. I trotted out to show them my sandy wolf. They playfully circled me. I was half their size. We ran through the snow. I could tell them apart in wolf forms by their mannerisms. Felix bounded. He had heavy steps. He snarled and growled playfully a lot. Alex was often in the lead and had the most fluid movements. He slowed his pace to run beside me, watching over me carefully, protectively. Calix was extremely playful. He was the first to nip me. He tackled me gently and we rolled around in the snow. Then, he ran circles around me showing me how fast he could go. We must have spent hours playing as our wolves and we were adults. I wondered why we had never played together as children in our human forms.

I woke up at the crack of dawn. Old habits die hard. With no Alex to pull me back into bed, I went downstairs. I did not know what to do. I wanted to eat breakfast but I was not allowed to make it. I had more than enough respect for Felix. He was the last triplet I would disobey and he had forbidden me from cooking and cleaning but the new maids and cooks had not been hired yet. My wolf knew what to do and as always she had a crazy idea. Felix really had left his door unlocked for me like he’d said. He looked so sweet and innocent asleep. Every feature was perfectly carved. I took a deep breath. Things were different now. There was no need to fear him. He had explicitly said I could wake him if I needed anything.

I continued to avoid the topic of kissing the Triplets and they were being exemplary in their patience. They had begun to insist I tell them exactly what I wanted for Christmas. All holidays were a sore spot for me. I had missed out on years of gifts and love. I usually had to work extra hard during Christmastime to decorate the house to the Luna’s standards and to help prepare Christmas dinner. I remembered watching the Triplets open the most extravagant gifts year after year while the Alpha and Luna looked on proudly, their arms around each other and cups of eggnog in hand. I was not given anything. This year would be an entirely new experience. The new cooks and maids had been hired, two of each, all women in their forties or fifties and all fascinated by the handsome triplets. The new maids, Patty and Fanny, constantly reminded me of how lucky I was to have such wonderful mates. The Triplets beamed whenever they heard this. Yvette and Marlene, the new cooks, agreed with these sentiments, and thought it a travesty that I did not “care for the triplets” by doing the cooking and cleaning. I was furious. I had done that for nine years without so much as a thank you. Before I could give the cooks a piece of my mind, Felix chimed in.

Christmas Eve was peaceful. The slow outside was falling so slowly and soundlessly. It felt like being inside a snow globe. I had added my presents for the triplets under the tree. I had used the credit card they gave me to buy them. I also begrudgingly bought presents for their parents out of respect. The Triplets grandparents visited us. Their paternal grandparents were notorious snobs and they had never liked me. They were scarcely able to hide their horror at me being the triplet’s mate. Their paternal grandparents mostly just ignored me. The triplets insisted that I slept in their room that night. According to Calix “waking up to me was the greatest gift”. He was so dramatic but his lines never ceased to amaze me.