Entangled With My Alpha Triplets

Ten

~Hazel~

The sun greeted me with the emptiness of the room the next morning, as Zane had already left to join his father, promising to keep in touch with me, but he had forgotten that it wasn't possible.

After all, the alpha only saw me as nothing more than a slave, and it would be insane to find out that one of his sons, if not two of them,.

It was worse that I wasn't even going to be alone with Tyler but with Asher; at least he was the playful type, unlike the stuck-up, cold prince that always left me tense.

Twenty-four hours with him would literally feel like eight hundred years, and I wasn't even joking.

I had expected to wake up to one of them leaving, at least, but even Tyler was too busy handling the affairs of the academy to look in my direction.

"You had better get up before he comes." My wolf whispered, and just when I was about to do that,.

The door burst right open, and his eyes scanned the room before falling on me.

"What are you still doing in bed at this time?" His tone was strict, filling me with dread.

"Uhmm, it's only 5 a.m. in the morning." I muttered as if that was enough reason for him to care less.

Shooting his right brow upwards, he fired, "So? Isn't that supposed to be the time you get and start cleaning?"

"You're so fucking lazy, I wonder why dad even paid such a heavy amount for something like you." He hissed, moving over to his bed to turn on the light.

His words were like a knife slicing through my heart as I began to work, making sure that I wouldn't do something to trigger him once more.

"Look, we have a lot of things to do today, so we have to start early." He stated.

"I'll have to get another omega to clean up in our absence, get naked, and join me in the bathroom."

His command left me stunned enough to even utter a word in response because I definitely didn't hear him correctly.

Turning my ear in his direction, I innocently asked again, "Sir?"

"If you are deaf, why don't you clean your ear or something? I said, Strip and get in; it will save water and my precious time." With that final order, he walked over to his wardrobe, grabbed his towel, and pulled his shirt over his head.

I quickly backed him up so I wouldn't see anything that would leave me yearning for more.

Oh goddess, how was I going to survive with this boy an inch closer to me?

"Don't let me stay in that bathroom for up to a minute without you next to me."

As he started to head towards the door, I reluctantly took off my nightwear and ran into the bathroom like a desperate wolf.

The first thing that greeted me was the view of his bare back as he turned the
shower on. The steam was already covering the mirrors, leaving me to imagine how it would feel if the misty atmosphere surrounded us.

The heat that had been gathering inside my stomach was slowly increasing in temperature. The more I stared at his back, the more the burning sensation grew.

How would I react if I felt his skin on mine?

I wanted him so bad, but I knew it wasn't the right time yet.

I had to resist.

But how the fuck was I supposed to when he was standing right before me, looking so good that the urge to claim him was all I could think about?

I wanted him, needed him, and craved him so bad that my heart was aching from the pain of wanting something that was too far away.

He looked back at me, giving me a cold yet alluring stare, and motioned for me to come closer.

"Why are you acting like you haven't seen a naked man before?"

I had, but I never imagined that I would be sharing a bathroom with him.

"Your girlfriend could walk in at any second, and I'll have to suffer for it." I tried to change the topic, but he didn't even give me the grace to do so.

"One, she's not my girlfriend or my mate, and two, I get to choose the girl I want to be with."

Don't misinterpret him, Hazel; he didn't necessarily mean you.

"Even if she does, I'll make it a satisfying show to be watched."

Acting oblivious, I questioned again, "What do you mean?"

Stretching his hand out, he pulled me closer, and I slammed against his chest. "It means that I'll fuck you so hard that any wolf present would get wet by it."

Fuck.

That was hot.

My face was flushing, the heat was gathering in the pit of my stomach, and I couldn't help but imagine how his cock would feel inside me.

I didn't need him to say anything more.

The thought of him fucking me so good, the sounds that we would make, and his scent
surrounding me was all I could think about.

"What if I don't want that?"

He smirked, caressing my ass. "We both know that's a lie, Haz."

Haz? I kind of liked the nickname.

"I want Zane, not you." I tried to push him off, but his grip only tightened.

"And I bet that Zane would love to hear your sound track of you crying for my dick last night in your dreams."

Wait, was he trying to...

"Are you trying to blackmail me?" I asked, shocked.

"Well, if that's what you think it is, then call it whatever you want." He simply shrugged his shoulders.

"How dare you?" I exclaimed, but the way he looked at me was making me weak in the
knees.

"Do you want to test your luck, Haz?" His grip on my hair tightened, and the growl that he let out made me tremble.

I was so fucked.

He was an asshole, yes, but the way he was treating me and the dominance that he was showing was turning me on.

"You are a bitch,"

He leaned forward and bit my lip. The sting of the bite and the blood that was trickling down were the only pains that I felt; apart from that, all the pleasure that I was experiencing was too much for me to handle.

"Your bitch." He whispered, and the way he said it was so seductive that I couldn't stop myself from moaning.

"Fuck."

"You are so easy to break, Haz, and it's crazy for you to think that you have a future with Zane or Tyler."

"Tyler is never going to stay committed to one woman even after marriage, and Zane would always prioritize our father's commands over your feelings for him; guess who you are stuck with?"

Him.

According to the werewolf constitution, the firstborn of any triplets had the rightful claim to any omega brought to them.

I was supposed to be happy about it, but sadness just overtook me immediately.

I didn't want to be with someone who would use me whenever he got horny and started acting up right after.

Besides, Zane would dump my ads if he ever got a hold of that recording.

Dropping my gaze to the floor, I thought about everything and nothing at the same time.

"Look at me." He ordered, and when I refused, his grip tightened.

"I said, look at me."

I reluctantly lifted my head; his face was only an inch away from mine, and the heat of his breath was making me dizzy.

"I'll make your life a living hell if you keep giving my younger brother the illusion that you belong to him."

"But you don't even act like you care about me when they are around, yet you are here trying to possess me." I argued.

"That's because I don't care, and I don't need to show that I do. I'm only telling you this because you'll get punished anytime he touches you." He warned me.

I was going to ask him what sort when I remembered that he had told me last time.

"I'll take you somewhere far away where you'll beg, and he won't be anywhere close to saving you."

Was I insane for liking the thrill of that?

Maybe I was a worthless slut after all—for him at least.

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