A smell hit me like a truck going full speed. Pine trees and winter storms. Leather and something wild and scary and completely overwhelming. It made my wolf go totally crazy inside my head, scratching and clawing to get out. My knees went weak. The cleaning materials fell from my hands, clattering to the floor like my world was falling apart.

"Do you smell that?" a deep voice asked. The voice sent shivers down my spine.

"Honey and wildflowers," another voice answered, rougher than the first. "Like summer and sunshine. Where is it coming from?"

A third voice, softer but just as strong, said, "It's the most beautiful thing I've ever smelled."

But that was impossible. I was just an omega. Just unseen Aisla who cleaned floors and stayed out of sight and never caused trouble for anyone important.

The footsteps got closer. I could hear them breathe now.

My wolf was going crazy inside me. She wanted out. She wanted to run toward that smell, not away from it. She wanted something I didn't understand.

"There," the third voice said, softer than the others but somehow more dangerous. "In the kitchen. She's in there."

The footsteps stopped right outside the door. I could feel them there, waiting.

Deep down, I knew my life was about to change forever.

I could swear I heard three wolves roaring inside my head.

The kitchen door handle turned slowly.

I was about to meet my fate.

Or my doom.


~

I had spent my entire life in the shadows. As a lowly omega, I was used to being overlooked, ignored, and unseen. 

But everything changed on my 18th birthday.

That was the day the Moon Goddess gave me a cruel kind of blessing. 

I had a mate. 

Not just one. 

Not two. 

But all three of the Alpha’s sons, the legendary triplets were bound to me.

I should be pissed at those Shadowfang emissaries who walked into our yard with their smug grins and threats, but instead I felt my throat burning because of the way she held on to Caelan when they left.


She pressed her face into his chest while he wrapped his arms around her. Around my mate! 


And me? I stood there with bared teeth and a growl, watching the one thing I wanted more than air cling to someone else.


I hated it. And it did not matter that he is my brother. 


The pack whispered about her all night. I heard them in the halls, in the dining room, in the shadows of the courtyard. Curse. Abomination. Danger.


But above all that, I could hear the pounding of my own wolf, snarling that she was ours. Mine.


I found her the next morning in the training yard again. With Caelan. Again.


Chapter 33 - Fire and Jealousy