Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Damon

I let out a growl, tossing in my sleep as a knock sounded on the door.

Who was that son of a bitch?!

Switching to a more comfortable position, I drifted to sleep quickly, but it didn’t take long before the knock repeated itself. Angrily, I snatched a pillow, covering my ears with it and hissing loudly.

I wasn’t in the mood for anyone’s visit.

“Open the door!” A voice ordered causing me to groan. “Son of a bitch!” It cursed.

Can Dax fucking leave me alone?!

“Get out!” I yelled, pressing the pillow tighter against my ears.

Why did Dax always find pleasure in disturbing me? Was it a crime to be a triplet?!

“Come on, man!” Dax’s voice grew annoyingly loud.

“I’m fucking trying to sleep, Dax. Can you get the fuck off?!” I yelled, sitting up, before laying on the bed and fumbling with the duvet once more.

Why was Dax always a pain in the ass?

I muttered a silent prayer to the Moon goddess as the next few minutes were silent.

Seems he got the message.

Before I could fall asleep, a loud thud hit the door, making me spring to my feet in shock.

“Do you fucking want to break my door?” I screamed in anger.

“Yes. If you don’t come out,” he affirmed, hitting my door with his heavy boots continuously.

“Fuck you.” I cursed, walking away from the bed as I wore a white tee shirt and grey sweatpants.

Anger and confusion quickened my blood when I opened the door to see no one standing outside.

“Don’t fucking play with me or I swear by the Moon Goddess-”

I glanced back immediately as a burst of laughter interrupted me.

“What are you laughing for? You fucking ruined my sleep!” I complained, hissing loudly to show my disapproval.

I shut my eyes briefly as my head began to ache slightly. Thanks to Dax for cutting my sleep short.

“I’m bored,” he blurted, filling me with anger.

“You ruined my sleep because you were bored?” I asked in disbelief, creasing my brows at his lane excuse.

If he weren’t my brother, I could have ripped out his throat.

“Sorry not sorry,” he said, biting his lips hard to stop a burst of laughter.

“Are you fucking crazy? I hate you!” I stumped my feet, causing a vibration on the floor as I turned to my other brother who was fast approaching.

“Devin, do you know Dax just woke me up because he was bored? I’m going to kill him one of these days.” I threatened, flashing my lengthened canines at him.

“Dax.” Devin arched his brow, scoffing afterward as he left us in the hallway, walking into his office. His aura screams authority.

Despite being triplets, our character varied, but despite our differences, we were referred to as the Demon Triplet Alphas. No one dared mess with us.

I was famous for my bad temper, ruthlessness, and great fighting skills. I was the second of us.

Unlike Dax, Devin was more mature, calm, and calculated. He was the eldest among us.

Dax was known for his playfulness, carefree, and annoying nature. He was the last of us.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“I’m bored, Damon, let’s race. I bet I’m now faster than you,” he boasted, flexing his muscles.

“In your dreams.” I scoffed, walking away from him.

“Come on, bro.” Dax groaned, jumping on me as his arms tightened on my neck.

“I’m running out of air.” I managed to say, before coughing slightly when he released me.

“We haven’t raced in a week. You are slacking. Buckle up, man,” he said, giving me a tap on my shoulder.

“Fine. Just this time then I’ll sleep.”

“Agreed.” A smile curled on his face, revealing his dimple. “We will race from the beginning of the field to the boundaries of that pack before racing back. Whoever wins will have Ivy for himself this week. We won’t have to have a threesome with her.”

A seductive smirk filled my lips as my head replayed the reward.

I couldn’t wait to have our mate to myself.

“Sounds good,” I said, flashing a smile at Dax.

“Ivy would be the judge-”

“Aren’t you guys ready yet?” Ivy’s voice boomed across the hallway, causing my dick to throb.

I couldn’t wait to have her to myself for this week.

“Come on, guys, let’s go.” She cheered excitedly, walking in between us with her arms enveloping our necks.

I couldn’t think of anything than her sweet scent that filled my dick with blood, allowing it to swell in excitement.

We were almost walking out of the door that would lead to the field when a voice stopped us.

Turning sharply, my eyes met with Jasper’s sad ones as they stared at me.

Was everything alright with the pack?

Was there an attack going on?

Several questions ran freely in my head as our gaze was fixed on each other for some seconds.

“Is everything alright, Jasper?” I asked, noticing the uneasiness in his eyes. “Dax and I are going for a race and Ivy would be the judge. Would you like to come with us?” I proposed, but he clenched his jaws as if holding back his tears.

“Alpha,” he started. “They are not real.” He swallowed, watching me digest his words while my hands held Ivy’s slim waist.

“What do you mean by they are not real?” My brows creased in confusion as I couldn’t understand his words.

“Alpha.” His hands grabbed mine, snatching it away from Ivy’s waist. “There is no Ivy, Devin, and Dax.” He broke, causing me to drown in the sea of confusion.

My brows formed a small v on my forehead as I stared at him in disbelief. “What do you mean? They are here with me.”

I turned to look at Ivy and Dax. “I think Jasper is going crazy again.” I let out a brief laugh, followed by Dax.

“He should see the pack doctor,” Dax said amid laughter.

“No, Alpha. You are the one crazy here. Snap out of your imagination. There is no more Dax, Ivy, and Devin. They are not here anymore. They are dead.” He finally broke the news, making cold chills run down my spine. It was like a bag of ice was thrown on me as realization hit me. I tilted my head to meet Dax and Ivy, but I was met with nothing.

They had vanished just as they appeared.

They were not real. It was just my imagination messing with me.

I was going crazy again.

Tears welled up in my eyes as they met the floor. I couldn’t look into Jasper’s eyes.

Was I even fit to rule the pack?

I knew my secret was safe with my Jasper, but how long would the packs be ruled by a madman?

“You have been skipping your medications and therapy sessions again?” Jasper threw me a look, but I let my eyes go elsewhere.

I didn’t like the way he looked at me. His eyes conveyed pity.

I didn’t want his pity.

“You know you have to be mentally stable in order to rule the packs-”

“I don’t care anymore!” I flared, punching the wall hard and grains of sand dropped on my knuckles.

“I don’t think I can do this anymore.” With those words, I walked away from him, ignoring his calls as I made my way into my room, locking the door immediately.

Tears flooded my eyes as I stared at the large amount of wolfsbane that I had saved in the jar.

Perhaps I should end it all.