Confidence28

This night will be etched in your memory forever, Xara." Three alphas—your alphas—will ensure that happens. Zayne’s voice resonated deeply, a growl that sent shivers coursing through me as his breath brushed lightly against my skin. Behind him, Luka and Rowan lingered, their smiles sharp and predatory, their eyes deepening with an unmistakable hunger. "This evening, you will belong to us—eternally."
Xara Draven, the overlooked omega of the Moonstone Pack, harbored a singular aspiration: to break free from her pack’s cruelty and embrace the path of a healer. Her tranquil existence is abruptly disrupted as she finds herself thrust into an arranged marriage with the notorious triplet Alphas of the Savage Blood Pack—Zayne, Luka, and Rowan. Revered and dreaded, the Demon Lords are notorious for their merciless nature, their unquenchable desires, and the multitude of suitors who have met their demise at their hands.
Xara prepares herself for a destiny that looms darker than any demise. Yet, contrary to her expectations of encountering cold-hearted monsters, she discovers three formidable men who desire her in ways she had never envisioned. Bound to them by fate, Xara’s strength is tested as they push her beyond her limits, both physically and emotionally. With danger lurking from rival packs and an ancient prophecy threatening their bond, Xara must embrace her power, or risk losing the three men who have sworn to make her theirs.

Claimed by the alpha triplets

As Rowan and Xara descended deeper into the forest, they encountered a maze of shadows and mist. The air was thick with tension, and each breath carried the danger of violence. Xara's relationship with the triplet Alphas hummed like an electric current in her veins, stronger than ever before. It was as if Zayne's relentless focus, Luka's lighthearted yet lethal accuracy, and Rowan's calm power were all rubbing off on her. 


Xara had never felt so close to them before, and it scared her. 


Rowan led her into the forest in quick, determined strides, his gaze scouring for signs of danger. He hadn't spoken since their confrontation with the rogue wolf, and his grip on her arm was solid yet gentle. His stress was evident, however. Xara sensed it through the bond—the weight of his obligation, the anxiety that anything would happen to her. 


Chapter 10