THE REJECTED OMEGA’S TRIPLETS

“You’re pregnant, Elara.” Dr. Rowan didn’t rise from her chair. She leaned back slightly, one hand resting on the desk, the other tapping the edge in a slow rhythm. Her eyes didn’t waver from mine. The medical reports were spread between us like a silent verdict. My heart stopped. I had suspected it when my cycle never came. I had toyed with the possibility in secret, whispered it to myself at night. But suspicion was easier than certainty. Now, the truth lay in black ink and numbers, pressing the air from my lungs. “Do you know who the child’s father is?” she asked, her voice calm yet unyielding. “Is he your fated mate?” I shrank deeper into my oversized hoodie. My sleeves swallowed my hands completely, and I could feel only the tips of my fingers trembling. My chest felt tight, my stomach heavy, as though the air itself had grown thicker. The council would be informed. They always were. And once they knew… Fear hollowed me from the inside. Eighteen years old. Wolfless. Unmated. Pregnant. The thought made my knees weak. The mere idea of facing the pack, their judgment, the whispers… it was enough to crush me. Dr. Rowan’s gaze hardened. Colder this time. “You do understand who you are, don’t you?” she said sharply. “The daughter of an omega. Your parents spent their life savings on your education, on your future. And this is how you repay them?” Her lips thinned. “Does your mother know you’re pregnant?” The words burned. I wanted to hide, to disappear, to curl into myself and vanish from her sight. She would never speak like this to the daughter of a beta, or a gamma. Certainly not an alpha’s child. But I was an omega’s daughter small, insignificant, and easy to despise. I twisted my fingers together inside my sleeves, wishing the floor would swallow me whole. “Elara,” she snapped, her patience gone, “answer me. Do you even know who the father of this baby is?” My chest caved in. Because the truth was simple. I didn’t. Two Months Earlier “Happy birthday, Elara!” Alpha Kaelen's voice rang out, full of warmth, while Alpha Lucian and Alpha Darius clapped along, grinning. I couldn’t stop my chest from fluttering at the sight of all three of them. My best friends. Three powerful Alphas, each from packs stronger than any I could imagine, had come just for me. “So,” Darius said, leaning casually against the doorway, his green eyes glinting beneath messy dark hair, “what did you wish for?” Every time I looked at him, my heart stuttered. But I doubted he noticed. To him, I was just Elara his omega friend. Not someone an Alpha would ever see differently. “Keep your secret,” Silas said with a teasing grin, his gray eyes sharp yet kind. “But tell us did you find your mate today?” My stomach twisted. I didn’t understand why I felt drawn to all three of them. A crush was supposed to be simple, singular. Yet my thoughts betrayed me. “No,” I murmured. “My wolf hasn’t awakened yet.” A shadow of sadness crossed my chest. “That’s enough,” Kaelen said, his warm smile softening his usual imposing presence. “We’re not talking about mates tonight. Tonight is about you. Your birthday. Nothing else.” I smiled faintly, shyly, letting myself relax a fraction. They laughed, filling the room with warmth. But slowly, the conversation changed. Glances lingered. Words lowered. The playful comfort became something heavier. “You’ll need a mate eventually,” Lucian said quietly, stretching as if to appear casual. “Some things… only a mate can help you with.” “What things?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. They exchanged looks. “Heat,” Darius said softly. “You’ll need help with that.” The house suddenly felt smaller. My heart pounded. We were alone. Our families wouldn’t be home for hours. I could feel their eyes on me, lingering too long. “There,” Lucian teased, leaning closer. “See? She’s blushing.” Kael moved to sit beside me on the couch, the space tight. His hand brushed my thigh. My chest sank. “We’re your friends,” he whispered, low and earnest. “Wouldn’t it be easier with us? You’d feel safe.” For a long moment, I thought he was joking. Then Kael leaned even closer, his breath warm against my ear. I understood what he meant. Loneliness. Desire. Trust. Years of quiet affection. I gave in. Hands, whispers, promises they said they wouldn’t leave me. That night, I believed them. We fell asleep together. But when I woke, the bed was empty. The blanket offered no warmth. No one was beside me. I grabbed my phone. Blocked. All three of them. Present “Elara.” Dr. Rowan slammed her hand on the desk. The sharp sound jolted me back to reality. “I asked you a question. Do you know who the father is?” I slowly lifted my head, meeting her eyes. There was no concern. Only judgment. Only disgust. It finally sank in. I was trapped in something far bigger than I had imagined. Pregnant. Alone. Abandoned by the three Alphas who had once sworn they would never leave me. And among the three I didn’t know who the real father was ! They were gone. And I was the one left to face the consequences.