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I never imagined my life would come to this—bound, blindfolded, and thrown into the back of a black SUV like some war prisoner. The scent of damp leather filled my nostrils, mingling with the faint, musky scent of the wolves escorting me. Their presence was suffocating, their energy a constant reminder of what I was—an omega, weak, powerless, expendable.

The chains on my wrists clinked softly as the vehicle jostled over uneven terrain. They weren’t necessary. I wasn’t foolish enough to run. Where would I even go? I had no pack, no family, no allies. My fate had been sealed the moment my Alpha brokered this deal—an arranged marriage to the notorious triplet Alphas of the Moonstone Pack.

Sebastian. Kai. Dante Silverclaw.

Their names alone sent shivers through the werewolf world. Ruthless, cunning, and deadly, they ruled with an iron grip, crushing threats before they could rise. I had heard the rumors—whispers of them tearing enemies apart with their bare hands, of how they built an empire upon blood and broken bones.

And now, I was to be their bride.

A shaky breath left my lips as I clenched my fists in my lap. This wasn’t a fairytale. I wouldn’t be swept into a romance where they cherished me like some goddess. I was a pawn, a political tool to secure peace between my former pack and theirs. An omega offering, traded away like a scrap of meat to appease the beasts who held the real power.

The car slowed, and my heartbeat quickened. This was it.

I felt the shift in the air before the vehicle came to a complete stop. The scent of pine, damp earth, and dominance filled my senses—territory claimed by the strongest. Moonstone Pack.

A door opened, and then rough hands pulled me forward. The blindfold was yanked away, and I had to blink rapidly against the onslaught of light. My vision swam, adjusting to the vast estate that loomed before me.

The Silverclaw mansion was monstrous. Dark stone walls, towering windows that reflected the full moon, and a set of doors large enough to welcome an army. Guards lined the entrance, their gazes sharp and wary.

“Move,” one of my escorts growled, shoving me forward.

I didn’t stumble. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.

The doors swung open, revealing an entrance hall that could swallow my entire childhood home whole. A grand chandelier cast a golden glow over the polished floors, but the air was frigid with tension. The moment I stepped inside, I felt it—a wave of dominance so intense that my knees nearly buckled.

Three figures stood at the base of a curved staircase, watching me.

The triplet Alphas.

Sebastian, the eldest, stood in the center. His dark hair was cut short, his emerald green eyes sharp enough to carve through steel. He wore a fitted black suit, and everything about him radiated control. Cold. Calculated.

To his right, Kai was a stark contrast. Broad shoulders, copper-toned skin, and a lethal kind of beauty. His arms were crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable, but something about the way he watched me sent heat crawling up my spine.

And then there was Dante. Silver-streaked hair framed his chiseled face, his blue eyes scanning me as if he were dissecting every detail. He didn’t speak, but I could feel the weight of his intellect pressing against me, unraveling me before I even had the chance to stand my ground.

For a long moment, no one spoke.

Then, Sebastian took a step forward, his presence commanding. “So, this is the omega they sent us.”

I lifted my chin. “Aria Lockhart.”

His lips curled at the edges, but it wasn’t a smile—it was something colder, something laced with amusement and disinterest. “You’ll address me as Alpha.”

I refused to cower. “And you’ll address me as your mate.”

A flicker of something crossed his face—surprise, irritation, intrigue. The silence in the room thickened as Kai let out a low chuckle.

“She’s got a bite,” he mused, tilting his head. “I like it.”

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. “It won’t serve her well.”

Dante finally spoke, his voice smooth yet unreadable. “She’s not what I expected.”

“Disappointed?” I asked, forcing my voice to remain steady.

His gaze lingered on me for a second longer before he turned away. “That remains to be seen.”

Sebastian exhaled sharply. “I don’t know what game your old pack is playing, but I’ll make one thing clear—you’re nothing more than a treaty to us. You will fulfill your duty, and you will stay out of our way.”

His words should have stung, but I had expected them. I wasn’t here for love or acceptance. I was here to survive.

I met his gaze without hesitation. “Understood, Alpha.”

For a moment, we simply stared at one another. A battle of wills. Then, without another word, Sebastian turned and strode toward the hallway. Kai smirked before following him, and Dante lingered for half a second longer before disappearing into the shadows.

I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

I had made it to the Moonstone Pack. But this was only the beginning.

Because the moment I had stepped into their territory, something deep inside me had stirred. A presence in my blood, whispering secrets I didn’t yet understand.

And as much as the Silverclaw brothers believed they were in control…

They had no idea what they had just welcomed into their pack.