Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Third-person narrative

The triplets’ action took everyone in the hall surprised, as there was a sudden outburst of murmuring coming from different angles.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Even the alpha king seemed for once dumbfounded regarding what was happening as he stared at his children and the servant girl they had just laid claim to.

More surprised was Gwen, who seemed to be having a bad dream that she needed to wake up from. Her once beautifully well-made-up face immediately lost all its colors as she stared ghostly at the triplets with her mouth, mopping the floor.

“Take your hands off my daughter!” Lucas Amel roared angrily from where he stood.

His voice seemed to bring back everyone’s senses as Denver quickly let go of Gwen’s hand, which had by now turned red.

Various emotions were flowing through Gwen’s father’s mind, but the more dominant one was anger and the need for vengeance.

He had never felt so embarrassed as he felt at that moment. Being a very proud man, he would have ordered the triplets to be beheaded that instant if not that he was nothing but just a beta to the triplet’s father, a position he resented from the beginning.

Gwen was so embarrassed that if only the ground they stood on could open up, then she would have gladly entered and been swallowed up in there forever.

She didn’t understand why fat Gina had been picked by the triplet as mate over her.

“What is going on here?” the alpha king finally questioned his sons in utter confusion.

“Gina is our mate,” Denver said to his father.

“That’s not possible; is she not the same girl who was made Gwen’s servant?” Their father asked them, staring at Gina and wondering why the hell an omega was being called mate by his sons.

“She was Gwen’s maid, but from this moment on, she is our mate, and she will be treated as one,” Devon said, and his words got the crowd murmuring all over again.

“Enough of this madness; I will not have you humiliate my daughter in such a manner,” Gwen’s father ranted angrily at the triplets.

“And you will watch your use of words around my sons; they will be your alphas.” The alpha king roared at his best friend, using his alpha voice.

There was sudden quietness all over the hall once more, as this would be the very first time the alpha would be exchanging words with his beta openly.

“I will get to the bottom of this madness, but before then, this party is over, goodnight,” the alpha king said, storming out of the hall, closely followed by his wife and guards.

As soon as the alpha stormed out, Gwen’s father looked at his daughter, and his heart broke all over again.

To him, this was no ordinary coincidence; he believed that either his best friend or his sons had planned to humiliate him and his daughter in the way that they had. Or that the slave girl had used some sort of magic to enchant the triplet to herself.

You see, Lucas had always had the desire to become the alpha, and that was the reason he became friends with the alpha right from a very young age.

The alpha, being the only child of his parents, took Lucas as his brother and would share everything with him. So, it was no surprise that when he became the alpha, he immediately made Lucas his beta to further strengthen their friendship.

But that did not appeal well to Lucas, and being that the alpha position was given by inheritance, he was left with no choice.

But when the prophecy came that his daughter would be mated to the triplet alpha, he was all over the moon with excitement. For he knew that when his daughter becomes the Luna, only then, will his long-life wish be accomplished.

However, with the twist of tonight’s event, his plans of having one of his bloodlines ever seated on the alpha throne have been ruined.

Angrily, he stormed out of the hall, with the mindset that if his best friend was calling for war, then he would be more than prepared to give him a bloodbath.

“Why are you guys doing this to me? Is it something that I did?” “I am supposed to be your mate, not this fat, ugly thing,” Gwen said to the triplets, with tears pooling from her eyes.

Derrick seemed to soften towards Gwen as he walked over to where she stood and tried placating her.

“You don’t have to be hard on yourself; it’s not about you; we just weren’t meant to be,” Derrick said to her.

Gina, even though she was too lost for words as to what was happening, couldn’t help but feel pity for Gwen as she watched her weep.

Denver and Devon seemed not to be bothered because they cared less about Gwen’s emotions at that moment. After all, all they wanted was for Gina to be comfortable.

“Take her to her room, and we will see to it that Gina is given someplace comfortable to sleep for the night,” Denver said to Derrick before leading Gina away, closely followed by Devon.

*****

“What is going on?” Gina asked Denver as soon as they entered his room.

She has been quiet the entire time because she was still trying to process what was happening.

“What do you mean, what is going on? You are our mate, and that is it,” Denver said in his usual casual, cold manner.

“But how, I mean, I didn’t get my wolf, so how did you know I am your mate?” she questioned, trying to ignore the implication of what might happen to her if truly she was mated to the triplets.

Gina knew that if it was indeed true what the triplets were saying about her being their mate, then her woes were only just beginning.

“We picked up your scent the moment you walked into the hall; at first, we were confused about whom the scent belonged to.” But that changed the moment we laid eyes on you,” Devon explained in a calm tone.

“But how? “I mean, how can I be mated to all three of you? I am only an omega,” Gina said, suddenly scared of what the future had in store for her and her parents.

“Don’t you see that it all makes sense now that all those times we felt we were all attracted to you, that it was the mate bond that was pulling us together?” Denver said to Gina, while strongly trying to resist the urge to pull her closer to his arm.

Denver was practically struggling with his wolf. His wolf felt more connected to Gina because he was the first one to be intimate with her.

“It’s already late; you should go back to your room; she would sleep here tonight until we can fix a room for her in the morning,” Denver said dismissively to Devon.

“Why does she have to spend the night with you? She belongs to all three of us,” Devon said strongly to his brother.

“She is already tired and needs to rest,” Denver said to him.

“I am not leaving her here with you; it’s either she comes with me or we all share your bed,” Devon insisted.

“Fine, she will have the bed and I will sleep on the couch. You sort yourself out,” he said coldly to his brother.

Gina didn’t like how the brothers were already having misunderstandings because of her. And also, she didn’t know how possible it was going to be for her to spend the entire night with them and not be touched by them.

She was trying her best to control her emotions around them, even though their scent was driving her wild. So, she said the only thing that she felt could salvage the situation.

“I will go and sleep in my previous room under the stairs,” Gina said, making to stand up from the bed she was seated on.

“Never!” Denver and Devon roared simultaneously.

“Sweetheart, you seem not to understand that you are our Luna now, and as such, you should only be given a treatment that is befitting for a Luna,” Devon said sweetly to her, while gently stroking her bare hand with his fingers.

His touch sent shivers down Gina’s entire body, and she liked it. But she quickly pulled her hand from his reach and tried to create a bit of distance from him, so she could concentrate on dealing with the sudden news she had just received.

“What about Derrick?” Gina questioned, as she suddenly felt a part of her was missing.

“He might not come over tonight, but I am sure he will join us in the morning; not to worry, if you ever get cold, we will be here to keep you warm,” Devon answered, with a dirty smile hanging on his lips.

“There is a heater to warm her up if she ever gets cold,” Denver said sternly to his brother, unable to hide his over-possessiveness.