MARKED AND CLAIMED BY THREE ALPHA’S

Chapter 3

AKIRA'S POV

I remembered the Alpha's faces at that moment. They didn't say anything, just turned their heads away from me and started marching forward. Thane looked at me, confused, but I shook my head, confirming that I had no idea what was going on and was just as confused as everyone else.

I ran into my room and slammed the door, trying to steady my breathing as I struggled to understand the reality before my eyes. What kind of sick and twisted games could the moon goddess be playing with my life? First, she made that lying, psychopathic Thane my mate, and now the three supreme Alphas are my mates too. I am mated to four different men? How is that even possible? And three of them just had to be wolf gods. How could nobody like me be mated to them? How is that even possible? I didn't want to believe the reality staring me in the face at that moment. Did they know? I tried to understand if they knew I was their mate, but even a weak werewolf could sense their mates from thousands of miles away. There’s no way wolves as powerful as them wouldn't have known I was their mate. There’s no way they wouldn't have known.

If Princess Kaida found out, she would kill me. Thane would kill me. I could probably be beaten to death, or worse, thrown into the dungeon and left to slowly die of hunger. A lot could happen to me, and I was terrified just thinking about it. I didn't want to risk that at all.

I sat down on the floor in my room, trying to steady my racing heart. I was sure no one would notice if I wasn't around for a few hours because I wanted to stay as far away from them as possible.

A few hours passed, and I was starting to get sleepy, almost dozing off, when someone slammed the door to my room open, nearly shattering it from the impact. I quickly sprang to my feet and was met with Alpha Thane and his sister, Princess Kaida, standing there.

"You w***e!" Thane rushed toward me, grabbing and throwing me against the wall aggressively. "How dare you be mated to them? Am I not enough for you?" he demanded, picking me up while I cried, pleading, unable to bear the pain.

"How dare you be mated to the men I was supposed to marry!" Princess Kaida barked, looking stressed as she ran her fingers through her hair before screaming in frustration. "I swear, if they don't decide to marry me, I will kill you," she threatened.

Thane held me by the back of my neck and said, "Do you know how important this union is for me and my pack? Now your crazy self is mated to them. What if they don't decide to marry my sister?" He grabbed my cheeks, his fingers digging in painfully. "Now they are asking for you, and this is what you are going to do: you are going to go into their rooms, reject them as your mates, and go back to being my little w***e, like you always have been."

I couldn't control my tears as I tried to speak, but Thane's fingers pressed deeper into my cheeks. He soon realized I was trying to speak and let go, saying, "You know I can't reject mates; that's my family curse. We are not allowed to reject our mates unless they reject us." That was the main reason I was still mated to this bastard.

"Well, that is none of my business," he spat out angrily before tightening his grip on me. "You are going to make sure those Alphas reject you, or I will make sure you suffer for the rest of your miserable life if you ruin this for me," he said, pushing me away aggressively. I stumbled forward as he growled, "Now go."

I wiped my tears with the back of my hand, feeling the pain all over my body from their countless abuses. A maid was waiting just outside my room, ready to escort me to the Alphas' chambers. As we arrived at their chambers, the maid who escorted me there turned her back and hurried away, obviously too afraid to stay.

What if they abuse me just like Thane? I was too broken to take any more abuse. I knocked on the door, but there was no response. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open and stepped into the dark room. It was too dark to see anyone.

"My lords" I called out, trying to stop myself from panicking. My throat grew dry, my hands shook, and my lips quivered as I took small steps further into the room. My heart pounded so hard in my chest that I was certain I would die from fear before they could do anything to me.

"Delicate little wolf," a voice said behind me, gently touching my hair. I gasped and turned around, but there was no one there. What kind of twisted games were they playing? I was scared and wanted to leave when the torches on the wall suddenly turned on, lighting up the room and giving me a clear view.

The brothers were there. Two were relaxing on chairs, while the third lay on the bed, paying me no attention. They were brothers, but each had distinct features. One had long, pure white hair, giving him an ethereal look with a peaceful aura. Despite my fear, I couldn't help but admire his beauty; he was truly enchanting. Another had black hair almost reaching his shoulders; unlike the white-haired one, he had a dangerous and cold aura, with perfectly aligned features and a perfect, he was too handsome, too handsome I thought he wasn't real. The third had short golden hair, his eyes fixed on me. Like the others, he was strikingly handsome too.

"Are you scared? Don't be," the one with the white hair said, his eyes on me.

"Forgive my brother's manners; he doesn't know how to act around strangers," the golden-haired one added. It must have been the white-haired one who touched me and startled me.

The dark-haired one finally sat up, staring at me, and I couldn't take my eyes off him. There was something dangerous about him that strangely lured me in, yet I was still terrified of them.

"I am Lycoan, that is Amarok," the golden-haired one introduced himself first before pointing to the white-haired one whose name was Amarok "And he is Skoll," he added, pointing to the one with black hair. I quickly memorized their names.

"Are you going to kill me?" I asked, terrified, shaking where I stood. My breath quickened, and my hands trembled uncontrollably as fear took over me.

They stared at me in silence as Skoll the one with black hair stood up from the bed and walked toward me. I gulped, craning my neck to meet his eues. "Such a delicate little thing," he said, his expression cold. "For centuries, we haven't had a mate. Now the moon goddess decides to send us one. Why should we kill her?" Skoll asked.

Centuries? Was that an exaggeration? I knew they had lived for a long time, but I hadn’t realized it was that long.

"Wh…what…what do you mean?" I stammered.

"We will accept you as our mate, little one," Skoll continued, "but we can't exactly force you to do our bidding. You have to agree to do whatever we want."

That immediately terrified me. What plans did they have for me? What were they going to make me do?

"We shall marry the princess, but you will be our mistress. Is that something you can agree to?" Lycoan, the golden-haired one, asked. I glanced at him, my fear growing.

Skoll, who had been standing in front of me, walked away and took a cup of wine from a table before settling into a chair.

“The princess,” I said, keeping my eyes fixed on the ground, “will have my head if I agree to be your mistress.” I was more afraid of what they might do to me than of what Kaida could do, so I used her as an excuse, hoping they wouldn’t press me further.

“As our first mate in centuries, we offer you one wish,” Amarok said. “Mention one thing you want, and we shall grant it to you, whatever it might be. In return, you will be our mate and do whatever we command.”

I stood there, confused . Could they really grant any wish? “If I wish for my entire family to rise from the dead, can you make that happen, my lords?” I asked. They exchanged glances before turning their eyes back to me. Skoll replied, “Their spirits have wandered too far in the underworld; they cannot be returned.”

I nodded, understanding their limitations. I considered what I might truly want. Freedom? Riches? A life for myself? None of these seemed to hold any importance to me anymore. I couldn’t think of what I wanted, nor could I reject these powerful beings.

“You do not have a wish?” Amarok asked, growing impatient. I looked at him, unsure of what to say. He sighed and continued, “Well, if you do not have a wish, then—”

I interrupted him as a thought came to mind. “What if I wish for destruction?” I said. They looked at each other, clearly confused, before turning back to me. Alpha Lycoan asked, “Destruction?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“And what do you want destruction upon?” Skoll asked, leaning back in his chair, clearly intrigued by the idea of destruction.

I hesitated, my heart beating as I glanced around nervously, wondering if I might be killed for what I was about to say. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my courage and said, “If I want destruction against those who betrayed and abused me, will you grant it?”

I paused before adding, “If I want this current pack to burn, the Alpha’s head on a spike, his sister as a slave, his warriors burned alive, and total destruction of everything he once held dear, will you give me a chance for revenge?”