Chapter: 1
******Darkness enveloped him as he eagerly chased its cold embrace. Tears streamed down his cheeks and blurry eyes scanned the void for comfort. His trembling lips reflected a mix of happiness and fear. However, happiness is fleeting while fear lingers. Ultimately, the two are inseparable companions, for one cannot exist without the other. With great happiness comes the lingering fear of it being too good to be true. No matter how long we anticipate happiness, we often find ourselves questioning its authenticity when it finally arrives. Doubts begin to surface, and fear settles in like an old friend.This was meant to be the night he celebrated not only his birth, but also the night he found his Fated Pair. As a Pride, he should not be bound to a Fated Pair, but he is not a Purebred. He is the product of a Pride and a Rogue. No one said his life would be easy, but discovering that he is Mated to not just one, but three powerful Lycgers is enough to shock him to death. They had all grown up as friends, and the thought of them being his mates had never crossed his mind. The wind whipped at his face, reminding him that this could all be an illusion.The full moon illuminated his tear-stained skin, causing his eyes to water even more. His wild, long hair swayed in tune with his erratic movements as he stumbled across the uneven ground. His bare feet felt every crack and hole along the way. Shifting into his human form while running away from the trio, he found himself wearing nothing but ripped jean shorts. The wicked wind brushed against his chilled skin, causing uncontrollable shivers. Wrapping his arms around his chest in an attempt to ward off the freezing temperature, he continued running.He needed to distance himself from those three as much as possible.And if they were to catch up with him, he would have no other choice.At some point, he must have lost his way, as he abruptly stopped at the edge of a cliff. Looking down, he hoped there was still a pathway to cross, or else the descent could be fatal. With no other options left, he took a shaky step forward..."Dirk!"A voice so loud it made his ears bleed disrupted his concentration. Startled, he turned on his heels, ready to go in the opposite direction. But before he could escape, another voice shattered the silence, piercing his ears like a stone against a mirror."Stop!"With just one command, he found himself frozen in place. His muscles refused to obey, as if stuck to the ground. And with the commanding voice, he couldn't defy it, not that he wanted to. Even if he tried to resist, their pheromones would overpower him. The air thickened with their scents, making it impossible to resist.Staring in the direction of their voices, he saw them approaching. Each step resonated within him, their heavy presence felt with every movement. The wind whistled through, carrying their pheromones in its icy wave.A broken whimper escaped his lips, unable to stop it. His legs trembled from their rooted spots. The air was thick with their scents, making him dizzy. Desperate to escape, he cried harder, convinced they were doing this on purpose. Subduing him with their pheromones, he moaned, the sound reverberating painfully in his head. His body trembled from a combination of adrenaline loss, anxiety, fear, excitement, and arousal. Their scent was too intense, too addicting. It made him even more desperate to return home, to hide from the temptation and pretend none of this happened. But no matter how much he willed himself to do so, his body betrayed him, yielding to their command.And with their overpowering pheromones...He grew weaker.A sudden jolt of pain caused his knees to buckle, and he fell to the ground. His scraped knees stung, but his brain couldn't register the pain just yet. Engulfed by their pheromones, he knelt there, moaning and waiting. His ears perked up, sharp to their approaching footsteps. He raised his head just in time to see three pairs of glowing yellow eyes emerging from the shadows. The forest parted, unveiling their towering figures. The leaves rustled and danced to the beat of their strides. Their bodies gleamed in the moonlight, their golden-furred tails brushing against each other. Their aura radiated power, making him feel the need to bow down, to show respect and submission. Even their pheromones were potent, causing him to sweat as he dropped to the cold earth. Panting, he gulped and lowered his gaze to the ground. His legs quivered uncontrollably, he was soaking through his shorts, breathless and whimpering, he lay helpless against the ground.A pitiful sight to behold.They moved in silent steps, one after the next, and finally came to a stop beside the Pride. The trio looked down at the disheveled Pride, who seemed affected by their pheromones yet had none of his own.Of course, this was to be expected of a Pride. He was not an Omega, and it didn't matter whether he responded to their pheromones or not. He could not emit his own pheromones and therefore could not seduce the Alphas into mating with him.It was all a futile endeavor."Are you alright?" Tricc asked, stepping closer but stopped when he saw the Lion flinch away from him. Frowning, he returned to his feet and took two steps back. "Have it your way," he growled under his breath."Stop with the pheromones, brothers," Seth reasoned, and they nodded. "As an Alpha Pride, he could go into pheromone-induced shock if we let him inhale any more than he already has... Look at him!" he exclaimed, pointing towards the Pride who was still curled up on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.It didn't take long for the air to clear out, and Dirk began to breathe once again. His eyes filled with tears, blurring his vision, and his strength slowly returned. The Lycgers watched him recover, making sure to stand a good five feet away from him.Dirk felt humiliated beyond words. He was a Pride, a Dominant Pride, yet he crumbled at the pheromones of the double-shifters. Angry now, he rose swiftly and glared daggers at all three pairs of yellow eyes watching him intently, as if they were studying their prey, deciding which body part to delve into first.The thought lingered in his mind, and he shook his head quickly to rid himself of those humiliating thoughts. If he needed to do this, he must do it with a clear mind. He cleared his throat and brushed both arms on his pants to get the dirt off and compose himself enough to address the elephant in their midst."Dirk?" Kurt started, but Dirk cut him off by speaking over him."I, Dirk Fairpride, reject you, Kurt, Seth, and Tricc Riverbay as my Fated Pairs!" Dirk shouted with a hard glare. He ignored how the Lycgers visibly recoiled at his harsh tone. "From this moment on, I sever all links that bind us as mates. You cannot bond me nor control me, and I will not submit myself to you." The moment he uttered those words, he regretted it, but it was too late to take back what had been spoken in the heat of emotions.A dark cloud rose and blanketed the moon, creating a cocoon of darkness around them. The stars disappeared with the moon, and the wind stilled, causing the leaves on the branches to cease shaking.Silence followed.Not a single sound dared to reach their ears. It was as if time had stopped at that moment. The only thing that could be heard was their heavy breathing, their heartbeats thumping loud enough to deafen the rest of the world. After a while, the silence was broken by a low snarl.Then it began.It took hold of Tricc first. His knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground, hands reaching towards the moon marked into his side. He yelled and began to claw at his ribs as the moon marking faded. Worried now, both Seth and Kurt quickly rushed to their brother's side, but they too soon fell to the ground next to Tricc and began to cry out in heartbreaking agony. It was as if their hearts were being ripped out from their chests while still alive. The cries of their anguish were excruciating.A sudden chill ran down Dirk's spine as he stared wide-eyed at the Lycgers, who were crying loudly, trying to save themselves from the pain. But they were powerless against it. They cried louder, clutching their sides and begging for it to end. Tears streamed down their faces, and their bodies shook as though every muscle was being torn apart. But it wasn't over.Dirk's knees buckled from the sudden rush of horror. He felt sickened looking upon their distress as he backed away in horror, feeling his legs giving way under him. He could only watch the scene unfolding before him.He had heard that rejection was painful, but he had never imagined it would be of this magnitude. And at that moment, he wished he could take back the words he had spoken.Blood.Their sides began to bleed, the moon markings now nearly gone, leaving what could not even be called a crescent at this point. And worse, it bled. They cried out for help, pleading for mercy from the Goddess above. Dirk watched their blood drip down their sides, soaking the earth, but...There were no pheromones.Their blood should have filled the air with the same pheromones they had used to ensnare him before, but somehow Dirk could not smell their pheromones. Just the metallic smell of blood wafting around him. That scent was completely gone, replaced with something else entirely. Something that sent shivers down his spine.His stomach turned at the thought. Feeling dizzy, he stumbled backward, falling onto his bottom. Tears streamed down his cheeks, and he managed to get back on his feet. Once again, he found his steps and began to run away from the scene.As the double-shifters lay there, weak and helpless, their vision fading, the last blurry image they saw was that of their mate fleeing from their dying presence. Their mate, who had rejected them without hesitation. Not only did he not care, but he hated them enough to run away when they were dying.Fate is indeed cruel.Chapter: 2******Eighteen Years Later:******"Good morning, Boss," Bogo greeted as he entered the bedroom. He walked to his right and flicked on the light switch, flooding the room with blinding brightness from the chandelier. The magnificent bedroom, resembling something from a magazine page, reflected a wealth of vibrant colors. A cream-colored comforter covered the king-sized bed, complemented by a matching white quilt with gold embroidery framing the large windows overlooking the city.To the left, an open bathroom showcased a large walk-in shower next to a marble bathtub. Glass doors on the opposite wall led out to a spacious balcony. On the far right, a walk-in closet resembled a mini boutique. Next to it, a fully stocked bar held a variety of liquor bottles. A tall bookshelf filled with books stood just off to the right. In the center of the room, facing the window, two large chairs stood. One was a high-backed throne, while the other was a simple leather recliner. Small tabl
Chapter: 3.******Six sleek black cars pulled into the hospital's underground parking area precisely at 11 a.m. The bodyguards exited the vehicles in perfect formation, except for the middle car where the passenger waited for Bogo to open the door. All of them wore well-fitted black suits, their faces impassive. After Bogo opened the door, Dirk stepped out, standing by the car door and surveying the empty parking lot that housed only his cars. He nodded to Bogo and began walking towards the hospital's private entrance. St. Mont Hospital, located in Qiemont, is renowned as one of the city's best healthcare facilities. Known for its top-quality services, the hospital is synonymous with excellence in general practice. Dirk, being the highest beneficial member, enjoyed the privilege of owning his private parking area and exclusive access to the hospital. Within the hospital, he possessed his wing and a team of staff members who attended to his needs, including Dr. Naam, his most trusted
Chapter: 4.******"Alpha, I think it's time you reconsider your stance regarding Omegas. The pack members are starting to whisper," Rafe said, leaning against a tree. He was dressed in his usual suit, but without his tie, and his white shirt had its first three buttons open. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he watched his Alpha carefully, waiting for any reaction on his face, but the man remained completely poker-faced. Tricc stood at the edge of the Greenville Pack, his heart heavy with the weight of rejection. The night of their sixteenth birthday had been etched into his memory, the pain of Dirk's rejection searing through his soul. Unable to bear the constant reminder of his broken dreams, he made the difficult decision to distance himself from Omegas, the source of his pain. He had done his best to avoid all forms of contact with Omegas, but now it seemed he had slowly become an Omega hater. He didn't like to smell them from a mile away. The last Omega's pheromones he inhale
Chapter: 5.******"Rise and shine, pretty boy," said a familiar voice from the doorway. The soft thumping of his feet around the room made the sleeping man's ears twitch to attention. "You've got an early start today, remember?" A small black cat meowed in agreement as she walked into view. The petite figure bent down to pick up the cat. "That's right, Miss Coco," he kissed the cat's head before standing up himself. "Wake Daddy up," he whispered and gently placed the cat on the bed. The cat yawned, stretched, and then walked over to her favorite place to curl up. She curled herself around Seth's neck for comfort, stretched again, and then went still. Seth opened his eyes and smiled, as both the cat and his boyfriend had once again succeeded in disrupting his late morning sleep, as he liked to call it. Gently removing the cat from his neck, he placed her on his lap and sat up with his back against the headboard of the large four-poster bed. His toned skin was lightly glistening with
Chapter: 6.******It was the evening of the charity gala. Kurt entered the ballroom with an armful of flowers, barely able to focus on what Blaine, his personal assistant, was saying. However, that didn't mean he was ignoring him. It had been a long day at the office, and Kurt hadn't even reached his seat when Sarah, his secretary, reminded him of the gala that evening. He tried to hide his disappointment, not really wanting to spend the night in a stuffy room full of wealthy people. But then again, that wasn't why he had agreed to come. In his pursuit of a deeper connection, Kurt stumbled upon a group of individuals dedicated to philanthropy and making a positive impact in the world. Inspired by their passion and altruism, he joined forces with them, utilizing his resources and influence to contribute to various charitable causes. Immersing himself in this new world of giving back, Kurt discovered a sense of purpose that had eluded him for so long. He witnessed first-hand the impa
Chapter: 7.*******"Hello, brothers!" Seth mind-linked and waited for their response. It had been years since they last did this. Their Lycgers were awake now, and the world would slowly begin to make sense. However, their pheromones hadn't returned. Regardless, as long as they could finally connect with their Lycgers, everything should be fine."Seth," came Kurt's calm voice, followed immediately by the tired Tricc."Hello, brothers," Tricc greeted as well."If we're all linking with each other again, it can only mean one thing..." Seth began. Tricc snorted but remained silent. "We all heard our Mate's call, and our sleeping Lycgers have awakened," he stated, pausing to wait for their response. But it seemed as though none was forthcoming. "Well?" he asked, a little annoyed.Tricc cleared his throat and spoke, "Well, nothing."Nodding, Kurt added, "What, he suddenly calls after eighteen years, and we're supposed to run into his arms like lost pups?!" He scoffed. "I'm sorry, brothers
Chapter: 8*******At that moment, all they desired was to speak to him, to help him calm down, but it seemed to be too difficult. Dirk was completely lost to them. It was obvious that he was struggling between his feelings and his instincts, torn between giving in to their commands and submitting to them. With growing concern, they watched as he started trembling. His body shook with both lust and fear, and the Triplets' worry deepened. They couldn't fully comprehend this bond, but they needed to discuss it and find a way to balance their situation. After all, they had been paired by the Goddess, who knows best. "Are you alright?" Tricc asked, moving closer and kneeling in front of the trembling Lion. He reached out a hand but stopped when he saw the Lion flinch away from him. Frowning, Tricc stood back up and took two steps back. "Have it your way," he growled under his breath. "Stop with the pheromones, brothers," Seth reasoned, and the others nodded. "As an Alpha Pride, he coul
Chapter: 9*******The frigid night pursued him relentlessly as he stumbled deeper into the dense forest. With each step becoming increasingly desperate. Tears streamed down his face, obscuring his vision. Determined to keep running despite the ache in his feet and the anguish in his heart, he pressed on. The fire within him consumed his body, leaving no room for rest. He yearned to vanish, to avoid ever having to confront them again. The sight of their pain, their tears, haunted him—they were his mates, and he had betrayed them. As he raced through the woods, their pleas echoed in his mind, reminding him of the pain he had inflicted on them. The blood staining the ground, their Moon markings that he had stolen, the magnitude of his rejection weighed heavily on his conscience. How could he ever face them again? What words could justify the harm he had caused to his other halves? Overwhelmed with emotion, he collapsed for a brief moment, clutching his chest and fighting for breath. H