Pregnant with the Alpha king's Triplets

The night everything changed. The first scream echoed through the blood moon forest just as the crimson moon reached its highest point. ‎ ‎ Lyria froze. ‎ ‎ Her pulse thundered in her ears as she tightened her grip on the basket of healing herbs. She had come into the forbidden forest to gather moon lilies for her grandmother's medicine, never expecting to hear the terrifying roar of an Alpha. ‎ ‎ Another howl split the night. ‎ ‎ It wasn't the cry of an ordinary werewolf. ‎ ‎ It was the command of a king. ‎ ‎ Every wolf within miles would instinctively bow to that voice. ‎ ‎ Lyria should have run. ‎ ‎ Instead, curiosity dragged her toward the sound. ‎ ‎ Branches scraped against her arms as she pushed deeper into the forest until she reached a moonlit clearing. ‎ ‎ Her breath caught. ‎ ‎ A massive black wolf stood in the center, its silver eyes blazing with pain. Dark blood stained the ground beneath him, and broken silver chains lay scattered around his paws. ‎ ‎ Someone had tried to imprison him. ‎ ‎ The wolf lifted his head, and their eyes met. ‎ ‎ A strange force pulled at Lyria's heart. ‎ ‎ Mate. ‎ ‎ The word flashed through her mind before she could stop it. ‎ ‎ Impossible. ‎ ‎ She was only the granddaughter of the pack healer, an ordinary wolf with no rank or power. ‎ ‎ How could the Moon Goddess choose the Alpha King as her mate? ‎ ‎ The enormous wolf staggered before collapsing onto one knee. ‎ ‎ His breathing became ragged. ‎ ‎ Lyria noticed the black veins spreading beneath his fur. ‎ ‎ Poison. ‎ ‎ Wolfsbane. ‎ ‎ Without treatment, he would die before sunrise. ‎ ‎ She knew she should leave. ‎ ‎ Helping the Alpha King without permission could be considered treason if anyone discovered her. ‎ ‎ But she couldn't ignore someone who was dying. ‎ ‎ Dropping to her knees beside him, she quickly pulled herbs from her basket and crushed them between her palms. ‎ ‎ "This won't remove the poison," she whispered softly, "but it will slow it down." ‎ ‎ The wolf growled weakly. ‎ ‎ "I know you don't trust me," she said, keeping her voice calm. "But if I walk away, you'll die." ‎ ‎ His glowing silver eyes never left hers. ‎ ‎ Slowly... ‎ ‎ He stopped growling. ‎ ‎ Lyria carefully pressed the medicine against the wound on his side. ‎ ‎ The moment her fingers touched his skin, a brilliant silver light exploded between them. ‎ ‎ The mating bond awakened. ‎ ‎ The Alpha suddenly transformed. ‎ ‎ Lyria gasped and immediately looked away. ‎ ‎ A tall man knelt before her, his broad shoulders covered in battle scars. His dark hair was damp with sweat, and his sharp silver eyes locked onto hers with dangerous intensity. ‎ ‎ "You..." ‎ ‎ His voice was deep and commanding despite the poison. ‎ ‎ "You are my mate." ‎ ‎ Before Lyria could answer, his body trembled violently. ‎ ‎ The poison was forcing his wolf into a deadly frenzy. ‎ ‎ His breathing became uneven. ‎ ‎ His eyes darkened. ‎ ‎ "No..." ‎ ‎ He clenched his fists, struggling to control himself. ‎ ‎ "Run." ‎ ‎ Lyria hesitated. ‎ ‎ "I said run!" ‎ ‎ But it was too late. ‎ ‎ The mating bond overwhelmed them both. ‎ ‎ The forest filled with the glow of the Blood Moon as destiny claimed them in a single irreversible night. ‎ ‎ The next morning... ‎ ‎ Lyria woke on the cold forest floor. ‎ ‎ She was alone. ‎ ‎ Her clothes were torn. ‎ ‎ The Alpha King was gone. ‎ ‎ Only one thing remained where he had stood. ‎ ‎ A black ring engraved with the royal crest. ‎ ‎ She picked it up with trembling fingers. ‎ ‎ Footsteps suddenly echoed behind her. ‎ ‎ "Lyria!" ‎ ‎ It was her cousin. ‎ ‎ His face had turned ghostly pale. ‎ ‎ The entire kingdom is looking for the Alpha King. They say he disappeared last night... ‎ ‎ He stopped talking as his eyes fell on the royal ring in her hand. ‎ ‎ His mouth fell open in horror. ‎ ‎ "Do you have any idea what you've done?"