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

The moment the car stopped, it was like the world came unhinged.

Dark shapes emerged from every direction like phantoms, rushing toward us with terrifying purpose. For one second, I thought I was dreaming. The next, Thorne was pushing me off him, slamming open the car door and lunging outside.

"Stay down!" he barked, his voice edged with fury and raw power.

But I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe.

Panic slammed into my chest like a boulder.

I saw him through the window—Thorne. My arrogant, stubborn Alpha. His muscles strained as he tried to shift, his back arching, claws sprouting from his fingertips, his eyes glowing that eerie silver-blue.

The sound shattered the night like glass.

Bleeding Shadows