Mated To The Alphas Triplet

Ava's POV

"I didn't push her, I was only trying to defend myself" I tried to explain as Orion lunged at me.

Tracy had already run to him, tears streaming down her face, accusing me of shoving her.

"Shut up, you dimwit," Orion snarled, laughing darkly as he shoved me to the floor. My back hit the ground hard, before I could move, his foot slammed into my stomach, knocking the air from my lungs. Again and again.

He stomped on me like I was nothing but dirt beneath his boots.

I didn't cry, didn't scream, not even a whimper escaped my lips.

I just lay there, swallowing the pain like poison, refusing to give him the satisfaction of watching me break.

"You worthless human," he sneered, his voice dripping with hatred. "Just die already, you piece of trash."

His kicks came faster now, each one bruising bone, crushing my pride. Tracy stood beside him, smiling.

Smiling.

She was supposed to be my best friend. My sister by bond but now she found joy in my suffering.

This has been my life for the past five years now, I have been constantly bullied, cursed, beaten by my pack members, by my own supposed family. It all started with Tracy's lie.

She told them I attacked her.

But the truth? The truth was far different.

When we were fourteen. Tracy begged me to sneak past the border with her. I said no, over and over but she wore me down, like she always did and I followed.

We didn't even make it far before a rogue came at us from the trees, teeth bared, eyes wild. I tried to protect her, I really tried my best to but I was weak. We were both hurt before we escaped and ran back to the pack, bloodied and shaken.

When they asked what happened, Tracy stepped forward... and lied.

"She attacked me," she said. "I told her I didn't want to go, but she dragged me across the border and snapped."

No one questioned her not even once, no one cares to listen to my own side of the story.

And since that day, my life has been a living hell.

Things only got worse after my sixteenth birthday.

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Flashback - My Sixteenth Birthday

I stood barefoot in the clearing, dressed in a thin white shift. My heart thundered so loud I could barely hear the howls echoing through the forest.

This was the night I had waited for my entire life.

The night my wolf was supposed to come.

All around me, the others were shifting, their bones cracking, fur exploding from skin, eyes glowing with power and pride. Laughter rang out as they ran into the trees, wild and free.

And me?

I stood there, still human feeling cold and empty.

I waited.

I waited for the burn, the breaking, the transformation. Waited to hear the voice inside me...my wolf.

But nothing happened.

Not a twinge, not even a whisper. Just silence.

Then came the whispers from the others.

"She's not shifting?" "Maybe she doesn't have a wolf." "That's not possible... right?" "It's her of course it's possible."

I turned, just a little and saw Orion, my step brother watching me. He was already back in his human form, completely naked, completely smug.

He didn't need to say a word but he did.

"A disgrace," he said, loud enough for all to hear. "The Alpha's daughter is wolfless."

Laughter exploded around me, cruel and cold.

Luna Carla, my stepmother crossed her arms. Her voice was sharp as a blade. "This is shameful, you've embarrassed our entire family."

"Please," I whispered, trembling. "Maybe... maybe it's just late. Sometimes it happens-"

"Wolves don't come late," Orion snapped. "You're broken."

Tears gathered behind my eyes, I tried to blinked them back but tears came streaming down my face.

Carla's face twisted with disgust. "From this moment on," she said, "Ava Wynter is no longer considered a ranked member of the Bloodfang Pack. She will be treated as what she is..a servant."

No one protested.

No one stepped forward.

If only my father was here, he would have protected me.