Noir_Rune

"You’re ours," Varen whispered, his voice a velvet threat, "and we don’t share unless it’s with each other."

I was never supposed to matter.
An omega raised in the shadows, hidden behind my warrior family's shame, I only ever wanted to survive. Maybe, if I was lucky, find love with someone like me— someone quiet. Gentle. Unseen.

But the moon had other plans.
And under its eerie blue glow, three impossibly powerful, dangerously beautiful Alphas—triplets— claimed me as their mate.

Varen. The charming firebrand with a wicked tongue and a sugarcane smile.
Kiel. The silent forest poet who sings to wolves and kisses like moonlight.
Thorne. The battle-scarred leader who doesn’t believe in fate... yet burns when I walk away.

They were meant to lead the pack.

I was meant to be nothing.

Now I’m caught between them — between chaos and devotion, between savage protection and secret longing. I should have run the night they called me "mate." But when my bloodline reveals a rare power the world thought extinct, I become the key to a storm that could tear our world apart.

Betrayal bleeds through every shadow.

My family sold me.

My enemies want to own me.

And love? It was never supposed to look like this.

But maybe fate didn’t get it wrong.

Maybe I was never made for one mate.

Maybe I was made for them all.

The Three Who Chose Me

I stared at Marcy like she had two heads.

I couldn't believe that everything was falling apart in just one day.

The drama with the triplets. Now my mom tried to commit suicide?

Did the moon goddess nurse a special hatred for me, or something?

"….with the information now?…Marcy?"

"Huh?" I was jerked out of my thoughts, my eyes straying to Marcy again.

"I was asking what you were going to do now?" she said, walking towards me. "Do you feel the need to go back to the slums? Because that's kinda like, what your face is telling me."

My legs wobbled beneath me, the world spinning before my eyes.

I was suddenly weak, at a loss for what to do at this moment.

I felt a hand swiftly grab me by the arm, pulling me forward, and that was when I realized I'd almost fallen face-down.

"Josie.." Marcy called in a soft voice, a tinge of concern behind it, "are you okay?"

Mirror of Truths