Finding Love With Her Triplet Princes

The Triplets

Callum’s POV

Most would wonder how I can remember something that happened when I was five years old, but when it is such a searing memory, I can’t imagine that anyone would forget it. Fifteen years ago, when my brothers and I were celebrating our fifth birthday, rogues attacked our pack. Our mother, who was a total beast, was trying to get all us kids to safety. We were her priority, along with all the other kids in the territory. Our mother was a gentle soul, but ferocious when need be.

Once we were all in the bunker surrounded by guards, she helped guard the outside of the castle to prevent anyone from making their way inside to us. My brothers and I, along with the other children, were the future of the kingdom. If anything happened to the adults, they needed us to survive so that our pack and kingdom would continue to grow and thrive.

My brothers and I were sitting with both our grandmothers, who were always in charge of us when something like this happened. It felt like we had been in the bunker forever and I was starting to get nervous. At one point I remember trying to play with my brothers to keep them distracted when I felt a sharp pain in my heart. It came on quickly but didn’t subside. I was holding my chest, rubbing over my heart, when I looked over and saw my grandma Carol with tears in her eyes. I crawled up into her lap and got her attention, my lips trembling. Even at five years old. I knew what was happening.

“Grandma?” She looked into my eyes trying desperately to hold back her tears. I asked her the one question whos’ answer would cause my tears to spill over.

“It’s momma, isn’t it?” She cupped my face in her hands. Unable to say the words, she just nodded her head, allowing her tears to spill over along with my own. I wrapped my arms around her neck, and we cried together. My brothers, Cade and Calvin, also made their way to us, wanting to provide comfort.

“Callum?” Cade asked, trying to get my attention. He was the youngest. This would hit him harder. I wiped my eyes and looked over at him. “What’s the matter?” Both he and Calvin were looking at me expectantly. I pulled them in as close as I could, then whispered to them, “it’s Momma. She’s gone.”

That was the day that changed who I was. I went from a loving child to a boy with a hardened heart. Loving my family was easy, but outside of that, I didn’t want anyone. I could rule without a Luna by my side, and my father would never make me believe any different. I have seen him do it since that day. Why can’t I?

Calvin’s POV

Losing mom changed so much. I watched my father become a shell of himself, my oldest brother become a hardened little boy and grow into the same as a man, and my youngest brother try desperately to hold onto being a child, so he didn’t have to deal with the loss. It is so true what they say: there is nothing linear about grief. We all handle loss differently, and that couldn’t be more obvious when looking at my family.

I tried to be the glue that held us together. I had lost my mother; I didn’t want to lose anyone else. I did everything I could as I grew up to help our father run the kingdom. He wouldn’t let me truly help until I turned fifteen. I think he was preparing me for our eventual takeover, but also, was just keeping us close because he was lonely.

I remember only a little of our mother and father together. We were so young when she died, that I didn’t hold onto a ton of memories. What I do remember, however, is how deeply they loved each other. It was palpable. As I grew, I held onto those memories of watching them look at each other and seeing their love in their eyes. The more I thought about that over the years, the more I realized how much I wanted that.

After the loss of our mother, Callum decided he no longer needed a mate or Luna. He felt he could, along with Cade and I, run the kingdom without one. I think it was his way of preventing himself from potentially feeling the loss that our father went through all those years ago. If he didn’t feel that love for someone, he would never have to feel the pain if they weren’t there anymore. I have tried to help him understand that living like that is not living at all, but he is stubborn and hard-headed for sure. I hope he changes his mind at some point. I want my brother to be happy and understand that love isn’t a curse, but a blessing that everyone should be lucky enough to feel at least once in their life, whether it be for a brief or long part of their life. Though I am unsure if I am or ever will be ready for it, I do know that above all else, I want to find that person for me.

Cade’s POV

Being triplets, Callum, Calvin, and myself have a special bond. I don’t remember much about the time we had with our mother. I remember the feelings of love that she had for us. I always knew I could count on her. Above all else, I knew she put us first in everything. It is my belief that the rogues that attacked us on that fated day were after my brothers and I. You see, our mother had the ability to read minds of any wolf or Lycan that was in the vicinity. I think she read their thoughts and realized their end goal was to kill us.

My parents had decided that they didn’t want any more children shortly after having us. The pregnancy was arduous and painful for mom. She was a beast and powered through, but it took much out of her. Above all else, she wanted to be here for us, and she wasn’t sure she could handle another pregnancy. This is the story I heard from my grandmother, Carol, at least. She and my mother always had a close mother/daughter bond, so if anyone knew what my mother was thinking, it would be her.

Anyway, with my parents making the decision not to have any more children, my brothers and I became a hot commodity. My thoughts are that someone outside the kingdom found out about this and decided to take us out. My mother must have sensed this and did all she could to protect us. My brothers think I’m crazy, but I swear to this day that just before Callum felt the pain in his chest, I heard mom in my head. I can’t remember everything she said to me, but I remember hearing her say she loved me and to take care of my brothers. It was the most difficult day of my life, but I have always tried to do what she asked of me, for it was the last request she would ever make.

Callum feels that he doesn’t need a mate. Calvin is halfway in between. He gets what Callum is saying, that if we don’t have a mate, we don’t have to potentially feel the loss if anything happens to them, but he also understands what kind of life you can have with someone you truly love. Our parents, despite losing so much of their lives together, had a beautiful relationship. Despite the mate bond pushing them together, they loved each other more than life. I see old pictures of them together and long for that kind of bond. My brothers are going to make it difficult though.

I have been doing research for the last few years regarding mates. I don’t think my brothers know this, but it is said that identical siblings will share a mate. It is nothing I’ve seen before, but research into the mate bond says it to be true. We are twenty at this point and my hope is we will meet our mate soon. I guess I will have to work on convincing them that mates aren’t a bad thing. The bond won’t work with just one of us and our mate. It will need to be all three of us and our mate to be secured. We all deserve to be happy, and I will make them understand that one way or another.

Connor’s POV

How are you going to tell the boys? Zeus asked me as he lay quietly in the back of my mind.

I can’t help the deep sigh that came out of my mouth. I honestly have no idea. I think the plan Maria and I came up with is smart. I think we both need to speak with our pups separately first, then bring them together. I just don’t know how it’s going to go. I know the boys have mixed feelings about mate bonds since losing their mother.

I can feel Zeus is quiet and contemplative in my mind. He has been feeling so sullen lately and despondent. This is the most feeling I have felt from him in a long time. It is nice to have my beast back. It has felt lonely without him in his normal way.

Our pups struggled growing up without their mothers, but they are amazing young men and I believe they want us to be happy. Maybe seeing a healthy mate bond will make them want to have one of their own again.

I thought about what Zeus said and decided I couldn’t put it off. The longer I waited, the more difficult it would be. I opened a link between myself, Cade, Calvin, and Callum. Boys?

Yeah, Dad? Cade responded immediately.

Is everything okay? Callum asked, concerned.

Everything is okay, but I need to speak with you three for a few minutes. Could you meet me in my office?

Sure, Dad. We’ll be right up. Calvin said.

I walked upstairs and got to my office, the boys arriving shortly after. “What’s going on, Dad?” Calvin asked. “You seem concerned.” My boys have always been so intuitive.

I sat down, gesturing for the boys to sit as well. Once we were all comfortable, I sucked in a deep breath and readied myself to tell them what happened. “Well, boys, something happened today.” This quickly got their attention. “Zeus hasn’t been the same since we lost your mother, and lately he has been feeling even more sad and despondent. I convinced him to go on a run, so we did, and ended up at the lake. We were sitting there for a few minutes when I smelt something I didn’t think I’d ever smell again.” The boys looked at me, expectantly.

“Vanilla…. And lavender.” Callum sucked in a breath while Calvin and Cade simply froze. I continued. “Zeus and I followed the scent to the other side of the lake and there was a white wolf laying under the big willow. We looked in her eyes and Zeus knew.”

“Knew what, Dad?” Callum asked, although I suspect he already knew the answer.

“Her name is Maria, and she is our second chance mate.”