se as parties hosted by the DuskBane Pack triplets are not to be missed. They are the heirs to the most powerful pack

catch the attention of many she-wolves. The triplets from The DuskBane Pack have been oddly hostile towards me since I entered high school, despite them being four years older and rarely crossing paths with me before. In our world, all werewolves attend the same school, from nursery to university, regard

calls, pulling me

leading me a few feet away from Xande

but unfortunately, Xander and Kyle don't want to be around you.

hat she just said, and the fa

, I will ask them to come and meet you," s

en years since the last time I called someone a

sses the air, and I turn my cheek away before sh

h her with a bitter feeling in my heart and, if I'm honest, a twinge of je

mind. "You're an amazing person, and anyone would be lucky to have you

smile tugging at my face. She alw

s fade away, and a spotlight illuminates the ornate stage adorned with golden filigree. The air buzzes with anticipation; an important figure is a

rewolves stand tall and proud, their regal bearing hinting at their Alpha status, while others move with a graceful, predatory elegance

presence commanding instant silence. The owner of my heart-Hades Stone-stands before us

om him. His features are like those crafted by the gods themselves, a face that leaves no room for imperfections. His jet-black hair i

g moment. I hold my breath, unable to tear my gaze away, though he looks away quickly

irs. Some even speculate that he will be the one to inherit the Alpha title among his brothers after his father passes

already perfect for him, another perfect match," the person says, echoing my earlier worries. The world seems to have

t's him again. Hades, the eldest of the triplets, is staring at me. He's walking toward me, and I swall

g. However, my heart breaks as he walks past me, heading towards the person behind me. I spin around to see who it is, and if possible, my hea

e, her eyes dancing with delight. Hades looks at her with admiration, an

s with the triplets. Those moments couldn't even compare, as I always left the r

gns with when I began to develop feelings for him at the age of fourteen. She got close to him and his brothers during that time. I brush the tho

the time. While I wait, I browse through Instagram o

h inside to see what is going on. I freeze as I step inside, my phone slipping from my hand and hitting the ground

in hushed tones. My gaze darts between the triplets and the older man, noting the striking resemblance in their face and physique. It dawns on me that he must be their father, the Alpha of The DuskBane Pack . The triplets take one look at Alice before moving

ting to find another subject of his attention nearby. To my surp

ing attention. She bears an air of authority and sophistication, an

said with a gentle yet firm ton

arring my features as the Luna insists on

e with me," she insists, her

to talk, dear," the man, whom I deduce is the father

an and notice the resemblance

to follow them, curiosit

er gratitude, leading the way, an

mpts this secretive discussion and why the urgency to d