Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Jasmine

I squinted my eyes open, one after the other. At first, it felt like I was in the middle of nowhere. My eyes felt so heavy that they kept closing back on their own.

I forced my eyes open once again and looked around. That was when I realized that I was in the room with the three brothers. I was in my room, on my bed, tangled up in my sheets.

My head spun and made a loud noise, and thoughts and memories of the night before rushed through my head again. At first, it was a great feeling – the aftermath of our lovemaking coursing through my veins, and I had a feeling of reliving those moments.

I remembered how they held me in their hands, their fingers roaming and leaving a trail all over my body, how my body shivered with their touch. I could still vividly remember and picture how they moved slowly inside of me, their thrusts sending my legs and toes curling.

The echoes of my loud and soft m***s still resounded in my head, giving me the feeling of that moment – the warmth and intensity that came with that night. I looked to both sides and saw the three brothers, still fast asleep, their hot breaths enough to keep the room warm.

My eyes roamed around their naked bodies and the room. I would never have believed if I had been told that a day like this would come – that I would be on the same bed with the three brothers, that I would be in their arms. I would never have believed it.

For years, they did nothing but taunt me, and I believed that nothing would ever bring us together – not even being friends. But it turned out they were my mates.

After finding out they were my mates, I decided to keep it to myself. I never wanted to be with them; I never imagined myself being with them and having them claim me as theirs.

I thought I could challenge fate and resist the mate bond between us, but I failed woefully. I couldn’t do that. And now, I was on their bed, and we’ve solidified this mate bond.

I was still on the bed, different thoughts swaying through my mind until the realization of what had happened struck me – the realization of what I had done.

I pulled off the sheet and jumped up from the bed. My hands trembled as I picked up my clothes from the floor and slipped into them.

What had I done? Why did I give in to the bond? Why couldn’t I try to fight it and not let them have their way with me?

I shook my head. I cheated on Noah; I shouldn’t have done that, shouldn’t have engaged in such a dirty thing. I did something wrong, and I didn’t know if he would ever forgive me for it.

My heart thumped in my chest as I silently and slowly walked out of the room, racing with thoughts of what would happen next.

I had given in to the mate bond and my wolf’s desires, and now I had to face the consequences of my decisions and actions. How would Noah feel after learning about this?

I went out to clear off my head and also to give the brothers time to go back to their room.

All I could think about as I walked back towards the school garden was how Noah would react upon discovering this truth.

I knew there was no way I could hide such a significant incident; it would be nearly impossible to do so. I had to tell him, but how?

After some moment, when I was sure that they must have left, I got back to my room and fell onto the bed, my heart still racing.

However, even as I felt guilty about my actions and how I had wronged Noah, there was also a part of me that felt different—the warm aftermath of my lovemaking with the three brothers left me confused.

A part of me wanted to rush to Noah and apologize immediately, while another part of me wanted to stay, believing that I wasn’t entirely in the wrong. After all, they were my mates, and what happened was, in some sense, inevitable.

I was torn between guilt and this strange sense of fulfillment. Lying there on the bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind was an empty canvas. I was uncertain about the next steps. Should I confess everything to Noah now, or should I let this other conflicted part of me dictate my actions?

Shaking my head, I slowly got up from the bed. I didn’t know what to do just yet, but I believed that as the day went on, I might find the answers I was searching for. I sighed and undressed before heading into the bathroom.

The warm water from the shower cascaded over my skin, and once again, my thoughts drifted back to the previous night—their touches, their warmth, and the sensations that were hard to forget.

Leaning against the wall, I let the water wash over me, trying to push away those memories. But they persisted. How was I supposed to move on when these memories were so vivid?

I finished my shower, stepped out of the bathroom, and dried my hair with a towel. I selected a new dress and slipped into it after applying lotion. Seated in front of the large mirror, I styled my hair, all the while those intrusive thoughts continued to occupy my mind.

I hoped that I could somehow regain my composure and act as if nothing had happened. I wasn’t in the right mindset to tell Noah about this just yet.

I needed to regain my emotional balance, find the right words, and prepare myself to apologize. Minutes later, dressed and ready, I left my room, heading to school.

It seemed like fate was against me as I arrived at the school and spotted Noah from a distance. I paused and gazed at him, a faint smile on his face as he chatted with another student.

I let out a sigh, wondering about the best course of action—should I walk away and avoid him, should I approach him to discuss what happened and apologize, or should I simply go up to him and act as if nothing had occurred?

I realized that the first two options weren’t suitable. I wasn’t emotionally ready to confess to him just yet, and avoiding him might only fuel suspicions and doubts.

So, I sighed once more, acknowledging that, for now, pretending that nothing had happened was the most reasonable choice.

After a moment of contemplation, I forced a smile onto my face and headed towards Noah, eager to engage with him. As I reached him, I slipped my arms around him from behind, offering a broad smile.

“Hey, Noah,” I murmured. Despite everything, being near him did make me feel secure. Even though I had committed a grave mistake, even though I had hurt him, my feelings for him were still genuine—I loved him, and he was the one I truly wanted to be with.

But he swiftly removed my hands from his waist, his expression darkening with anger.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“How dare you touch me after what you’ve done!” His voice raised, forcefully tossing my hands away.

Fear rippled through me, mingling with confusion. What was happening? Why was he so angry? Could he have found out about what occurred? But that didn’t make sense—how could he possibly know?

“What… what are you talking about, Noah?” I stammered, my confusion palpable even as a sinking feeling settled in. It was as if I already knew what was wrong, deep down.

He let out a bitter chuckle, stepping closer to me. “I can’t believe you’re still pretending not to know the extent of your betrayal and how you’ve sunk so low!” His grip tightened on my hand. “You’re a cheater, Jasmine! How could you betray the trust and love I had for you? You’re a cheat!” His voice boomed with his accusation.

Around us, people began to gather, taking out their phones to capture the scene as if it were some kind of spectacle. My face flushed with embarrassment and humiliation, the weight of it all bearing down on me.

I couldn’t hold back my emotions any longer; tears welled up, and I broke down. This wasn’t entirely my doing—it was the overpowering force of the mate bond, something I couldn’t easily defy.

“Noah, please, listen to me. This isn’t my fault,” I implored, gripping his hand. “It was the mate bond, and I tried my best to resist it. I have an explanation for what happened, and…”

“Explanation?” He laughed bitterly.

“What explanation could justify cheating? Tell me, Jasmine, how could you! Is it because they are the heir to their father’s throne? You cheated on me because you knew I was a nobody. A body orphan, a lone rogue, is that why you let them touch you?” His voice rose in anger as he forcefully pushed my hand away.

His push was so strong that I staggered, nearly falling, but a warm hand caught me. I turned to see Ethan, and his other two brothers standing beside him, their eyes burning with anger. They looked like a trio of lions ready to pounce.

Their collective glare shifted to Noah.

“How dare you push her!” Calix’s voice thundered as he helped me regain my balance.

I hadn’t intended for the three brothers to get involved. Trying to make Noah understand that my actions weren’t my own was already difficult, and their interference would only complicate matters. I turned towards them and firmly said,

“I would appreciate it if you all leave, please.”

I rushed back to Noah, desperation in my voice. “Noah, please, you have to believe me. I didn’t do this because I wanted to. I found it nearly impossible to resist the mate bond, and…”

“Why should you apologize to him?” Zane interjected, his tone filled with arrogance. “We are your mates, and our connection is meant to be. Why apologize to him for something that was bound to happen between us?”

“Wow! Wow!” Noah clapped, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I don’t even know what to say anymore. You’ve managed to betray me more than I could ever imagine.” He turned away, his hurt palpable.

“Please, Noah, don’t let them cloud your judgment. You’re the only one I want to be with. This was a terrible mistake, and I see that now. I am sorry”

He turned his gaze back to me, his expression softening somewhat. “If that’s genuinely how you feel, then I challenge you to reject these supposed mates of yours, show me that you are not with them because of their privileges. Jasmine, show me how much you truly love me by rejecting them right now!” he said, with an expression that said I wouldn’t do it.

I didn’t have time for deep contemplation. In a moment fueled by embarrassment and desperation to salvage my relationship with Noah, I turned toward the three brothers and exclaimed,

“I, Jasmine, reject you three as my mates!” Tears streamed down my face as I made the proclamation.

With overwhelming embarrassment, I clutched my bag to my chest and fled the school. My tears flowed uncontrollably like a tidal wave breaking free.

What had I done?