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.

The Council chamber always smelled like old smoke and older lies.


I sat stiffly in my chair with my back straight and every muscle locked into the image of control. The responsible, steady heir. That was who I was supposed to be.


Despite my still appearance, my wolf was pacing inside me restlessly and growling. Because I knew what was coming even before anyone spoke.


Elder Darius cleared his throat. His voice sounded like gravel to my ears. "The Shadowfang emissaries said the truth. The girl is a danger, and we must remove her."


"The girl," I repeated, my voice colder than I felt. "Her name is Aisla."


He blinked and cast a glance at my father. He pressed on when Father said nothing. "Aisla or not, the bond is unnatural. Never has this happened in wolf history. It has to be a mistake. An omega tied to not just one but three alphas at the same time? That is an abomination."


Chapter 34 - Breaking Point