It was a ritual.

One meant to find the right she-wolf who would be claimed by the Alpha triplets, Lucien, Claude and Silas.

Yes, the three ruthless men who practically ruled the entire werewolf world. They were powerful, as mesmerizing as the moon that hung in the sky. They were perfect... but they were cursed.

I had heard stories about these men, how the goddess herself had cursed them. Despite being gifted with powerful wolves, they were not the kind of Alphas she had envisioned.

They were heartless, they killed without remorse. But what truly disgusted the goddess were their carnal desires.

It was said that Lucien, Claude and Silas craved one thing above all— sex.

They used it to pass the time, indulging in pleasure without care. Being the fantasy of nearly every she-wolf, countless women threw themselves at them. And they didn’t care who they slept with as long as it satisfied their need.

But to the goddess, this was unholy.

Sex was sacred, meant mostly to be shared between mates, not treated as a fleeting indulgence.

And so, she cursed them. If they did not find and mark their fated mate before their 26th birthday, they would die.

But that wasn’t the cruelest part.

The goddess had given them a single mate to share— a woman neither of them could scent. They wouldn’t even know who she was unless they claimed and marked her.

And that explained why I was currently walking through the halls of the packhouse belonging to those very men, their attendants trailing behind me. Their voices faded into the background, drowned out by the pounding of my heart.

Today, I had been chosen to spend the night with the Alpha triplets.

They called it lucky—said that even if I wasn’t their mate, just one night with Lucien, Claude and Silas was every woman’s dream.

Everyone but me.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t mesmerized by their beauty like the others, how could I not be, when they looked like walking gods?

But the reason I was doing this… wasn’t because I wanted to.

It was because I had no choice, because if I wanted to keep her alive, I had to.

“Remember what we taught you, child,” Thalia, the head attendant, said with a sad smile as we stopped in front of a large golden door. Her smile was wide and well-practiced, like someone who had done this many times before (which she had).

“Don’t question what the Alphas ask of you. Don’t stare at them too long without permission. Refer to them separately as Alpha Lucien, Claude and Silas. And by all means, do not try to strike up a conversation with them unless given permission.”

I repeated her instructions word for word, just as she had taught me.

The corners of her lips curved into a smile, and she nodded, her hand reaching for the doors. As she pushed them open, she murmured under her breath,

“I wish you the best of luck, Lilith,”

“Thank you for helping me, Thalia.” I whispered, and gave her a small smile.

The moment the doors opened, I swallowed nervously and watched as the attendants turned and walked away without sparing me another glance.

For a brief moment, I stood still, staring into the space before me, cloaked in darkness. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself for the inevitable.

I was, in every sense, selling my body. So I told myself I’d close my eyes and let it be over quickly.

That was the plan.

But the moment I stepped into the room, the door slammed shut behind me but that wasn’t what made me freeze in place.

The reason my breath hitched and my body trembled was because of the three men in front of me, whose eyes snapped toward me the second I entered. Because of their beauty.

Oh, goddess.

How could anyone look so breathtaking? Even though I had seen them before, they were still utterly stunning.

They weren’t the muscular kind of attractive like most men. No, their beauty was something else entirely—refined, striking.

They were flawless without looking feminine. Their faces were identical, sculpted so perfectly it felt as though the goddess had taken her time crafting a masterpiece.

The only notable difference between them was their hair. Lucien had long black hair, Silas’s was brown, and Claude’s was a soft blond so I knew it was Claude on the bed, his lips curving into an amused smirk the moment he saw me. His head rested lazily on his hand, and as he spoke, he looked like something straight out of one of those fairytales Mother used to read to me, the kind of prince who would sweep you off your feet.

“Oh, this one is different. I’m not sure why, but she smells more delicious than the others, brothers. Something tells me she’s our mate,” he hummed, his tongue flicking across his bottom lip, his eyes trailing down my body like I was a meal he was about to devour.

“Didn’t you say that about the one we fucked yesterday? And the day before that?” a cool, unimpressed voice cut in.

I turned my gaze to the shirtless man seated on the couch, his eyes fixed on the book in his hand as he casually flipped through it.

As I stared at him, a thought flashed through my mind, if Claude looked like a prince, then Silas was a beautiful, brilliant man destined to destroy you.

“But you’re right about this one… she smells delicious,” he muttered under his breath, his eyes flickering to me.

For a brief moment, I saw recognition in them but just as quickly, it vanished. He closed the book and rested his head on his hand, narrowing his eyes at me, intrigued.

“It doesn’t matter if she smells good or not. What matters is finding our mate,” another deep voice echoed, and my gaze flickered to the third triplet, sitting at the edge of the window, sipping from a glass of wine.

Alpha Lucien.

A dark knight.

“We are not to enjoy them.” At that last word, his eyes flashed a bright, eerie white as he tilted his head to look at me.

Before I could even react, Claude was suddenly in front of me, making me flinch and nearly stumble. But his hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, so close that a gasp escaped my lips as he stood just inches away.

He was watching me, studying me, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him.

“Don’t stare at them too long without permission,”

The attendants warning echoed in my head, making my eyes widen before I quickly dropped my gaze.

“Look up, little she-wolf,” Claude demanded, and I instantly obeyed.

This time, standing beside Claude was Silas, his eyes narrowed intently at me.

“What is your name, she-wolf?” Silas asked, circling behind me, and I inhaled sharply as he pressed up from behind, trapping me between him and Claude.

“Refer to them separately as Alpha Claude, Silas and Lucien.

“M-My name is Lilith, Alpha Silas,” I forced the words from my lips, my fists clenching as Silas leaned in, brushed my hair aside, and took a slow inhale at my neck.

But before I could even process that, Claude reached out and grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. The amused grin that stretched across his lips and the eerie white of his eyes made my stomach drop.

“Lilth,” he murmured, then chuckled, his gaze falling to my lips. And just as Silas leaned away from me, Claude echoed,

“Well, Lilith. Kneel for me. Let’s put that pretty mouth to use.”

Just like that, those simple words made my heart feel like it was about to explode. But...

“Don’t question what the Alphas ask of you.”

So I did just that.

“The Alphas must never find out that you’re wolfless, Lilith. Under no circumstances. Wolfless women aren’t allowed to participate in the ritual because they can never have a mate and the whole point of the ritual is to help the Alpha triplets find theirs. If they realize they’ve been deceived, they might end your life. So be careful.”

Her words echoed loudly in my head as I dropped to my knees.

Two gold bars. That was what I was selling my body for.

A single gold bar was enough to buy a small house in the main city of the Fangspire Pack, where the wealthy lived, where I once lived. With two gold bars, I could live without ever having to worry about food or stability again.

I could get a place, open a small restaurant, and try to restart my life. But I couldn’t do that.

Because if I got those gold bars, I would be able to pay my mother’s hospital bills without worry, at least for a year. I might even be able to afford a skilled witch doctor who could cure her of the poison and save her life.

And that… that was the reason I was doing this.

That was why I had begged Thalia, the head attendant who had once been close to my father when he was alive, to secretly slip me into this ritual.

Now, all I had to do was sleep with these three men.

When they were done, they would mark me to see if I was their mate. If I was, the mark would remain but if I wasn’t, it would fade.

But I was wolfless. A girl who couldn’t have a mate.

So I was certain the mark would fade.

I just hoped they wouldn’t realize the truth before they—

My thoughts cut off as a hand suddenly grabbed my chin and tilted my head upward.

My eyes widened as I looked up, only to find an amused smirk tugging at Claude's lips as he stared down at me, towering above, his blonde locs slightly obscuring his eyes.

“What are you thinking about, she-wolf? Are you scared?" he asked, leaning in slightly.

My breath hitched as his thumb slowly grazed my bottom lip.

“Do you want to back out? Want to run away?”

Ragged breathing escaped me as I stared at him. The way he looked at me… the way he spoke… for some reason, it made me feel like he was the predator and I was the prey.

My body trembled with fear, but I fought to keep it from showing. Still, as he chuckled and slowly closed the distance between us until our lips were only inches apart, it was getting harder not to.

I knew he could smell the fear on me and the glint in his eyes made it painfully clear that he loved it.

“If you're scared, you still have a chance to back away now before we begin anything, Lilith,” came the deep voice from behind me—Silas.

I could feel his piercing gaze on my back.

“This is your only chance to walk out that door if you don’t want to do this, because once we start, there’s no stopping. Your body will belong to all three of us, and we’ll use it as we please… and how we please.”

His voice faded at the end, calm, almost emotionless despite the concern laced in his words.

“And we are anything but gentle. So the choice is yours.”

“When have we ever given them a choice to make?" a cold voice echoed, and my eyes instinctively flicked to Lucien.

He walked over to the bed and sat at the edge, his legs crossed, the slightly unbuttoned shirt revealing a hint of his bare chest as he took a casual sip of wine. His eyes, almost empty, flickered to me as he spoke.

“The moment they walk through that door, they’re ours, whether they like it or not. We simply fuck them to see if any of them are our mate… so why does she get to have a choice today?”

Despite asking, he didn’t look even slightly curious.

“I agree with Lucien,” Claude hummed, gripping my chin and forcing my gaze back to him. “Even if she isn’t our mate, I want to have her. For some reason, she smells really good… and Dervic keeps aching to have a taste.”

“Your wolf aches to taste everyone, Claude,” Silas said, sounding unimpressed.

“Well, that is true,” Claude chuckled.

My head felt like it was spinning as I listened to these men speak about me like I was an object, like I wasn’t even human. But I wasn’t a person to them right now. I was just the girl they were going to pay to spend the night with.

And honestly, I couldn’t even pretend to be surprised. These were the men the Moon Goddess herself had cursed for their carnal desires. To them, women were nothing but a means to an end.

Still… I couldn’t let them think I didn’t want this. I couldn’t afford for them to send me away. I needed the money.

So despite the fear rising in my chest, despite the fact that I was already breaking one of the rules: Do not try to strike up a conversation with them unless given permission—

I forced the words out, voice trembling.

“I want this, Alphas.”

The moment the words left my lips, their gazes sharpened, locking onto me. Claude slowly released my chin, and I lowered my head before continuing.

“I—I want this. I’m not scared. I want to participate in the ritual.”

A heavy silence settled over the room. I couldn’t see their expressions, but judging from the low, amused laugh that slipped from Claude, I could tell he was both entertained and excited. Sure enough, in the next second, I heard his voice, thick with anticipation.

“You heard her, brother. Can we start now? Because I’m dying to feel those lips wrapped tight around my cock—been craving that mouth since the second she walked in.”

As soon as Silas grunted as a response, before I could react, Claude hand shot out and grabbed mine, catching me off guard.

I stared in shock as my fingers met his sculpted chest, a surprised gasp escaping me as my heart rate quickened. He held my hand there, making me feel the rise and fall of his breathing.

And to my surprise, I felt it slowly quicken. And for a brief moment, it felt like the whole world had blurred, and all I could hear was the steady thumping of his heartbeat.

“Do you feel it, she-wolf?” Claude asked, a grin stretching across his lips. “You’re the first one who’s made me feel this excited—for some reason.” He hummed, then slowly began trailing my hand downward, from his chest to his rock-hard abs.

As my fingers brushed the lines, I felt my core tighten and a shiver crawled down my spine. I held his gaze, unable to look away, as he guided my hand past his v-lines, stopping at the hard bulge pressing against his trousers.

With slow, deliberate movements, he made me stroke it.

“You make me really excited, she-wolf,” he hissed the last words with a low groan. “So be a good girl, don’t be scared and take it inside your mouth.”

At this point, as I stared at the man in front of me, I wasn’t sure what was happening to my body. But one thing I knew for certain, I felt hot, like my entire body was on fire. Most of all, my panties felt soaked, just from his words alone.

What was happening to me?

I just wanted this to be over and nothing had even begun yet, I was already soaked?

“What are you waiting for, Lilith?”

I stiffened as the low, sultry voice sounded in my ear from behind, and before I could react, Silas’s hand slid to my neck, wrapping gently around it. Not too tight, but firm enough to make me gasp as he murmured in my ear,

“Pull down his pants, open your mouth, and suck. Let me watch how good you are at taking my brother.”

My eyes widened at how direct his words were, and my gaze instinctively flickered to Lucien. He sat silently, watching from the bed without a word. But then I remembered the attendants’ instructions:

Be submissive. Please the Alphas.

That was my role here and I had no choice but to obey.

“Your vagina is not the only thing that can make a man feel good, Lilith. Please do not forget, even if you appear submissive, you actually hold the power and control. Your hands, your mouth... anything can make a man feel good if you use them right. But remember, the Alphas are unlike other men, so you must try your very best to please them.”

That was what the attendants had told me. The Alphas were unlike other men, and I had to do my very best to please them—so even if my heart felt like it was seconds from exploding, even if my body trembled from fear, I took a deep breath and braced myself for what I was about to do.

Claude pulled his hand away as I began unzipping his pants. My hands trembled, but I bit my bottom lip, trying to stay calm under the weight of these three men’s gazes.

When I was done, I tugged Claude’s pants down and drew in a sharp breath before reaching for his briefs. With one last word of encouragement echoing in my head, I pulled them down.

And almost instantly, I froze.

I hadn’t been prepared for the way his dick sprang free and smacked against my lips, making me pause in shock. My eyes widened as I stared at the thick, veiny shaft right in front of me.

It was big. So much bigger than Kael. I hadn’t even known a man could be this huge. Fuck.

But I didn’t have time to react, because Claude’s hand shot out, gripping the back of my head as he pulled me closer to his tip and whispered, just above a breath,

“Suck.”

My heart felt like it was about to stop with how loud it was beating, but I parted my lips and closed my eyes, slowly taking the tip into my mouth.

Almost immediately, I heard a curse slip from Claude’s lips, making my eyes snap open and before I could stop it, my gaze flickered up to him as I slowly wrapped my mouth around his dick, taking it inch by inch.

The moment his half-lidded gaze, filled with nothing but lust, met mine, I instantly looked away. But he yanked my head back slightly, forcing me to meet his eyes again.

“Eyes on me while you suck, she-wolf. Don’t look away until you have my cum inside that tight mouth.” He rasped, his voice thick and rough.

Oh goddess. Those sinful words. Those unholy words… why did they make my mind feel fuzzy? Why did they make my core throb? Why did they make me clench my thighs together, trying to ease this maddening ache?

I didn’t resist. Instead, I obeyed, my eyes fixed on his as I continued taking him deeper into my mouth until I felt him all the way at the back of my throat, making me gag. I pulled back, only to take him again, slowly, just like I had taught.

I had to please them and get this over with. I had to do this for my mother.

Yes… for my mother.

I continued moving my head slowly as I sucked Claude's dick, and even though he had his hand behind my head, he didn’t push me. He let me go at my own pace. And with the way his chest rose and fell, and the way he stared down at me with a clenched jaw, I wondered if I was doing a good job or not but I followed his command and never took my eyes off him.

Even when my hands reached for the base of his dick and I picked up the pace, moving faster, the wet slurping sounds and soft choking filled the air.

“Fuck, that’s it,” Claude growled, his grip on my hair tightening as I sucked faster. “Goddess, I’ve never seen such a pretty cock-sucking face before. Your mouth feels so fucking good, she–wolf”

My heart skipped a beat at his words, and I almost closed my eyes, when Silas, who had been silent behind me, suddenly tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

He didn’t say a word as I sucked his brother right in front of him; he merely watched me. And even though I couldn’t see Lucien either, I knew he was watching too, I could feel those pairs of cold eyes fixed on me.

I ran my tongue around the hard shaft in my mouth, my hands pumping the base as I moved faster. Claude’s dick kept hitting the back of my throat, almost painfully with each thrust. Before I knew it, a tear slid down my cheek, but for some reason, the urge to please overshadowed the discomfort, and I kept going.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m close already,” Claude hissed.

Before I could register what was happening, his grip tightened, and he pulled his dick out of my mouth with a wet pop. I watched him, panting, my face flushed and his length glistening with my saliva.

“Enough playing, she-wolf,” he growled, his voice thick with lust as his fingers tangled in my hair. “Time to fill that pretty mouth with my cum.”

He brought his other hand into my hair and aimed his tip at my parted lips, then slammed back inside, making me close my eyes from the sudden thrust.