Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

His reflection in the window stared back at him with eyes that told a very different story.

Because Nicholas knew his brother was right. His dick knew something his mind refused to acknowledge. During the sex, all of it....there had been moments where something felt different. Moments where it felt less like using and more like claiming. Moments where it felt less like payment and more like destiny.

But that was impossible.

She was wolfless.

Wasn’t she?

He pressed his forehead against the cool glass of the window and tried not to think about the way she’d looked at him when she came. The way her eyes had locked on his with an intensity that suggested she knew something about him that he didn’t know about himself.

The way her body had responded to all three of them like she was made specifically for them.

Like she belonged to them.

Like she always had.

Nicholas closed his eyes and pushed that thought away.

In two weeks, she’d be gone. Back to Shadowmere. Back to her old life. And the Blackwood brothers would return to the way they were before she arrived.

They would.

Even though something deep inside him, something that sounded suspiciously like Kael....was howling at the very idea of letting her go.

***

Across the estate, in Lucian’s room, something entirely different was happening.

Lucian laid Lilith on his bed carefully. Gently. With a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the brutality that had come before.

She was barely awake, her body completely spent, her mind barely functional. But her eyes opened when he pulled back, and she looked at him with confusion and fear and something else she couldn’t name.

”What are you going to do?” she whispered.