Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Seven years later.

Third-Person Narrative.

Celebration filled the air as the Princes and princess of the Silver Moon Pack celebrated their seventh birth anniversary.

Royals and nobles had traveled from far and near to join in the celebration, and everyone was having a nice time.

The past couple of years have been good to Gina and her triplet alphas. The pack has grown stronger financially and military strength, all thanks to Gina special b***d and the good leadership of her triplet mates.

So it was a double celebration for everyone.

Gina was busy getting things ready for the dinner party that was fixed later that evening while her triplet mates were out talking business with various pack leaders that had come to the ceremony.

While the little pups were out playing in the field, closely supervised by their grandmas and some palace guards,

Ethan, the oldest of the quadruplet pups, was playing with his two younger brothers, Zane and Calix when they noticed their younger sister, Mia, was playing with a strange little red-haired girl.

They had been watching Mia talk to this particular girl for some time, and that had made them interested in finding out who the girl was, especially since they knew that Mia hardly talks to strangers.

There were striking features about this new friend of Mia that fascinated the triplets. Her very long red hair knotted in two braids, her really big black puppy eyes, and the confidence with which the little girl acted

“Who is She?” Zane questioned, his eyes intensely fixed on the young girl, who was oblivious to the fact that she was being watched.

“No idea,” answered Ethan, who also seemed fascinated by the little girl.

“I know; I saw her come in with her parents. Both parents are rogues and friends with our parents,” answered Calix, the youngest of the triplet alphas.

“I hate rogues,” Ethan stated with a childish scoff while taking his eyes off the girl for a moment.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“Well, even though I hate to admit it, she is one pretty rogue princess,” Zane said with childish admiration.

“Well, too bad, being pretty doesn’t stop her from being wild and arrogant,” stated Ethan, who seemed to lose interest in the girl for a moment.

But his interest picked up again as soon as he heard the little girl laughing with his sister.

“She laughs weirdly,” chuckled Calix, who couldn’t explain exactly how the little girl’s laughter made him feel.

“How about we go over there to see what they are both talking about?” Zane suggested to his brothers, and they all agreed.

They started walking to where the little girl and their sister were. They could hear more laughter from the girls as they got closer, and that made them even more desperate to hear what the two girls were talking about.

“What’s so funny?” Asked Ethan as soon as he was close enough.

“Jasmine here thinks boys are gross,” said Mia with a light chuckle.

“Jasmine,” the brothers said the name simultaneously as if tasting it on their lips. To be honest, they felt the name was a good one.

But somehow the triplet brothers didn’t find the statement that their sister had told them funny and instantly felt this girl was trying to steal their sister’s love away from them.

They immediately felt the need to clap back at the little girl, who had yet to utter a word and had barely even paid them any attention.

“If boys are gross, then rogues are grosser,” said Ethan sternly.

His statement made Jasmine turn her attention to the triplet brothers.

From her eyes, they could tell that she was greatly offended by what Ethan had said, and honestly, they were glad.

There was no way they were going to let her off the hook, not after calling them gross.

Did she even know that they were going to someday become the alphas of the pack?

Well, rogues are free-spirited and take responsibility for their actions, something you can never be,” fired back little Jasmine, who couldn’t hide the pain in her voice.

“Really? Or is that something you made up to help you feel cool about yourself?” Ethan fired at her.

Jasmine was feeling agitated by now because she felt the triplet brothers were three little mean mice who were deliberately hurting her.

“Girls are dumb,” said Zane, who didn’t understand why he was deliberately wanting to see Jasmine sad.

“And a little dumber when they are rogues,” added Calix.

“Guys, stop; she is my friend, and you guys are being mean right now,” stated Mia, who didn’t understand why her brothers were acting like a bunch of idiots.

Hearing Mia defend her heightened her admiration for her new friend. But it did not stop the hurt, which was evident in her eyes.

She was almost close to tears, but if these three little mice think they have what it takes to make her cry, then they are in for a surprise.

Her mother had taught her never to be weak and to always stand up for herself whenever she was talked down.

So there was no way Jasmine was going to let the boys have the last laugh. She was about to reply to them when a whistle went off.

One of the guards announced that, as part of the ceremony, there was going to be a race among the children, and whoever won was going to be given a prize.

Jasmine smiled happily at herself; running was something she was very good at, and there was no way she was going to let anyone take that from her.

Not even the three mean mice.

“Well, I guess I will see you guys on the racing track, losers,” she said to the brothers before walking away with Mia.

The three brothers watched her walk away and decided that they didn’t like her. She was too proud and full of herself, and if anything, they were going to teach her a lesson.

The parameters within which the kids were to run were soon set, and slowly, grownups were gathering themselves at the field to watch the children run.

Noticeably among the grownups were Denver, Derrick, and Devon, along with Samuel and his mate, who had all come out to witness the children’s race.

“Jasmine is all grown up,” Denver said to Samuel and his mate.

“Yeah, they grow up fast,” don’t they? Samuel said with a mild smile.

“Is she joining the race?” Asked Derrick, who was a little surprised that Jasmine had been prepared by Samuel’s maid.

“Aside from being feisty, Jasmine knows how to walk her tracks, something she has enjoyed doing since she was a baby,” Samuel said.

“Well, it seems Ethan has gotten himself a good competitor then,” stated Derrick, who seemed fascinated by the little girl.

“You don’t have to run,” Zane said to Ethan, who was getting himself prepared.

“It’s our birthday; we all have to,” Ethan said.

“But your leg still hurts,” said Calix with concern.

“Well, Mom doesn’t know about that, and I want to keep it that way,” he said to his brothers.

Unknown to Gina and her triplet mates, Ethan had accidentally harmed his leg while he was playing earlier in the field.

Ethan decided to keep it to himself and his brothers because he didn’t want his mom to get unnecessarily worried about him.

Even though he feared that his injury would impede his victory, he was willing to give it a try. If for nothing but to teach that rogue girl never to say trash about boys.

The kids that indicated an interest in participating in the race were soon filed up in a straight line.

As soon as the whistle went off, the race began, and the children ran with all their might.

Ethan started leading the race, but the pain he was having in his leg slowed him down a little. And Jasmine caught up with him in no time.

In a bid to run faster than Jasmine, he pumped his leg faster on the ground. They were a few feet from finishing the race when Ethan twisted his ankle, which resulted in him crying out in pain. And almost at the same time, Jasmine crossed the finish line.

Derrick rushed to Ethan’s side to pick him up and attend to his wounds, while Jasmine was declared the winner of the competition.

Jasmine’s emerging as the winner of the race competition didn’t go well with the three brothers, and at that moment they formed an instant hatred for her.

Ethan hated her for embarrassing him in such a manner because he believed that, as the future alpha of the pack, winning the race was his and his brother’s birthright.

Later that evening, while everyone was already prepared for the dinner party, Jasmine came to check on Mia.

But on getting to Mia’s room, she found out that Mia was with her brothers in their room. She thought of using that opportunity to check on Ethan and also to tell him sorry about his injuries.

She quietly knocked on the triplet brothers’ room before opening the door.

But as soon as she opened the door, she saw Ethan’s leg being treated and bandaged on the bed. He wasn’t dressed like his brothers and that immediately told her that Ethan was not going to make it to his birthday dinner.

“Hope you are happy now, you made him break his leg,” accused Calix, who was super sad that Ethan was not going to make it to the party.

“I did not do anything,” said Jasmine who didn’t understand why she was been accused falsely by the brothers.

“Well it’s your fault, and there is no way you would have won if Ethan had not fallen,” said Zane.

“Stop it guys, it is not Jasmine’s fault, if Ethan had told Mom about his injury, none of this would have happened,” said Mia, in her friend’s defense.

Even though Jasmine didn’t understand, she was greatly hurt by the fact that the brothers blamed her for Ethan’s injury.

And them saying that she only won because Ethan fell, felt like a slap to her face. She promised herself right there, that she was going to race the brothers again.

When and how she wasn’t sure, but she was going to make sure she won them again every time the opportunity arises.