I Asked For One Mate, Not Three

“Go to your father’s chambers and kill him.” The command controlled my body, forcing me to swing the saber. I watched in horror as I beheaded the Divine God—my own father. Stripped of my powers and exiled by my brothers, I fell from the sky and crashed into a freezing river. I thought I would die. Instead, I was pulled out by three identical, breathtakingly handsome men. “We should leave her,” one sneers. “I’d like to fuck her though,” another says, his eyes raking over my soaked dress. They are triplets. They are Alphas. And they have decided to keep me. I am Lillyan Elyort, the fallen Moon Goddess. Now, I am a prisoner in the Blackmoon pack, surrounded by enemies who want to use me. But they don’t know one thing: I might be mortal now, but I still know how to bite back.