[Can be a stand alone!][Book 3] {Valleyside Pack} Christopher, Nicholas, and Caroline are first born triplets of Aaron and Vanessa Henderson. Normally, the alpha title would fall to the first born, but the title was passed to the three of them. Valleyside has three alphas, all of which are very closely united. Aaron's second born, Lukas, has earned the position of beta, seeing that previous alphas Milo and Will couldn't have biological children. Now, at the age of twenty-two, the triples are still unmated, and it's about time they find their mate. Christopher and Nicholas have always shared everything- from food to clothes and even lovers. It came to no surprise that they ended having to share a mate, too. Only... their mate is human. Now they have to earn his trust, earn his approval, and most of all, earn his love. Brandon Privati has been on the run with his older brother, Ian, for the past two years. After things got ugly at home, they left without turning back. With danger after them, both brothers are taken to the growing town of Berry Canester in the middle of the woods. It seemed closed enough, safe enough to settle for the remainder of Brandon's education. Only... another type of danger greets them and it isn't long until the two alphas find their mate. It isn't long before the danger finds them and it isn't long before secrets are brought to the surface. Only... Brandon doesn't know what is more dangerous- the two men who easily heated his body and create a fire, a flame, that completely burned him up... or his father. {Mature Audiences}

I find myself in a predicament, or rather, in deep binding trouble, one that has no way out by the looks of it, and I have no one to blame but myself. Why? Well, I played around too much and got myself trapped by a spider; deadly and silent in his approach as he pounces, one who possesses an irresistible smile, a devious mind, lustful dreamy eyes, a tall mouthwatering muscular body, and a knack for always getting what he wants. The thing or person, he happens to want at the moment, is me; no surprise there really, I am that awesome...yes, I do toot my own horn, nothing wrong with that...awesome, remember. Anyway, the spider, Dorian Mars, has somehow managed to trap me before I even knew what was going on. How he did it is still a mystery. I was always careful, keeping him at arms length, not giving into his way or dancing to his tune. So how is it that I now find myself all fluffed up on his 'dinner' table ready to be devoured as he so please, all prettily wrapped with a bow, and a card slapped on my ass that says, "Please, Eat Me?"