Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Third-Person Narrative.

“Are you sure of what you are saying?” Gwen spurred at the servant who had just brought her the most disturbing news.

It was one thing for her to be suspicious of the triplets’ involvement with Gina. But getting to know that the triplets spent the night with her in the servant quarters was just too much for Gwen to bear.

Anger burned through her veins like lava as the thoughts of what might have happened between Gina and the triplets rushed through her mind.

She has never been one to bother about who the triplets hang out with or spend time with, as long as those girls were in the same class and as beautiful as her.

Also, she has never really bothered fighting those girls off because she knew that, according to the prophecy. She would be mated to all the triplets when she comes of age.

So she never really bothered herself.

But hearing that the triplet was fooling around with fat Gina infuriated the hell out of her. She believed Gina was no match for her beauty, and worse still, Gina’s parents were poor omegas who once worked in the palace as chefs.

“I saw when all three of them entered her room; I only saw Alpha Derrick and Alpha Devon walk out; I don’t know, but I think Alpha Denver slept there overnight, though I am not certain when he left,” the maid confidently said.

Denver slept in Gina’s room?

Gwen couldn’t believe what her ears were hearing. Among the triplet alphas, Denver was the most disciplined and respected one.

She could brag about having a grip on Devon and Derrick, but Denver has always proven hard to get. Even when he comes with his brothers to see her, he hardly ever plays with her or laughs at her jokes.

What magic did Gina use on them?

“Thank you so much; now I want you to keep watch on her; if you see anything, let me be the first to know,” Gwen told the servant, who bowed in respect before leaving her presence.

With just two weeks until her birthday, she should be bothered about her looks and how glamorous her day is going to be, not about some fat maid.

It had to be magic.

I mean, the triplets couldn’t, in their clear senses, pick a Buffalo over her, could they?

Gwen believed that Gina had charmed them with some sort of magic. But if Gina thinks she is going to get away with this, then she is in for a big surprise.

Gwen angrily went to her room and picked up her phone to call her father, who was currently out of the pack for a summit.

“Hello, my beautiful baby, how are you?” Her father called out happily as soon as he answered his call.

“Dad, I am not happy,” she said sadly to her father.

“Why, what happened?” “Are you alright?” Her father questioned her in a panic.

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“It’s not me; it’s my maid, father,” she said, pretending to sob.

“Your maid?” Her father questioned, flaring his brows in anger, as a thousand and one questions flooded through his mind.

“She had bewitched my triplets for herself,” Gwen whined to her father.

“What are you talking about?” “Are you referring to the fat Onega girl that was made your servant for daring to hit you?” He asked questions, still unable to understand the gibberish his daughter was telling him.

The truth was that if he had not known his daughter very well, he would have thought that she was mentally unwell. It was preposterous for his daughter to think that the triplets would have anything to do with a shapeless, classless omega servant.

“Yes, father, the triplets spend more time with her than they do with me,” his daughter insisted over the phone.

“That is ridiculous; I mean, what business does an omega have with an alpha?” “Are you sure of what you are saying?” Her father questioned her, still finding it hard to believe his daughter’s story.

And that is because it has never happened in the history of their pack for an alpha to be seen mingling with an omega.

Gwen’s father is of the strong belief that omegas are nothing more than slaves and servants, and he is very well known for handling his servants with an iron fist.

“Yes, father, one of the maids just told me that they spent the night with her in the servant quarters,” Gwen said.

“An abomination!” exclaimed her father angrily.

“That’s unbelievable; don’t worry, my princess, I will be coming back to the pack first thing in the morning.” “I will speak with the alpha to see what he knows about this,” he said to his daughter.

“Yes, daddy,” she said, dropping the call as evil laughter eluded her lips.

Gwen knew very well what her father was capable of; she knows that, guilty or not, Gina would have to pay for daring to cast lustful eyes on her triplets.

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Gina.

“The lunatic in waiting requires your presence this minute,” Tina said to me in a tone I couldn’t understand.

I had just finished mopping the pack house and was going to start collecting the dirty laundry when she accosted me.

If I said I was surprised as to why Gwen required my presence, I would be lying because the triplets’ visitation last night was the first thing that popped up in my head as soon as I heard her name.

“Thanks,” I said, dismissively, to Tina, who was still standing and waiting for me to start moving that instance.

“You better go and meet her this instance, before you make her punish everyone else for your disobedience,” Tina scorned me.

Just then, Devon walked in on both of us. Devon, on seeing my disturbed look, made an effort to find out what was happening.

“What’s happening here?” He requested Tina, who had her head bowed the moment he walked in.

“Good afternoon, Alpha, “I was just telling her that our future Luna requires her presence, and she didn’t seem bothered,” Tina said with her face down.

“That’s alright, you can leave now,” Devon said to Tina, who didn’t fail to cast an evil glance at me before leaving.

“What’s going on?” he questioned with a concerned tone.

“I don’t know; I think she knows about last night,” I said, trying to keep a steady voice.

His eyes lingered on me for some time, as if trying to read my emotions.

“Are you scared?” he questioned calmly.

“Shouldn’t I be?” I replied, looking everywhere else to keep myself from looking at him.

“Go to her; I will join you soon,” he said calmly.

I left what I was doing and walked upstairs to meet up with Gwen.

She was in her room with some other maids, who were busy polishing her toes and massaging her scalp.

Her nose flared up with disgust as soon as I walked in, and she sized me up and down with her eyes.

“You sent for me,” I said, bowing my head out of respect for her.

“My room is dirty, starting with the mirror. “I want you to clean it up this minute,” she said authoritatively.

“Yes, luna,” I said. I was about to turn around to go and get a rag when she stopped me.

“And where do you think you are going?” She questioned me with a despising tone.

“To get a rag that I can use to clean,” I answered, my face still down.

“And what about the one you have on?” Are those not rags? “Take off your shirt and clean my room with it,” she instructed.

And honestly, I was taken aback by her request as I stared unbelievably at her. Is she alright? Why would she make such a demand?

“Are you deaf or are you just acting dumb?” “Take your shirt off this minute and clean my mirror with it,” she said angrily to me.

“I am sorry, mistress, but I can’t,” I said to her, to the surprise of the other maids present in her room.

My words infuriated her a lot, as she sprang up angrily from where she was seated and came to pull at the already weak fabric I had on, and my dress came apart.

I quickly covered my exposed breast with one hand.

“Look at her, fat pig; she is so ugly and shapeless,” she taunted me as she laughed wickedly at me.

I thought of how I would have beaten her black and blue until she was unable to recognize herself in the mirror. But the thought of what might happen to my parents restrained me.

My inability to defend me when I knew I could make my eyes burn with unshed tears.

Just then, the triplets walked in to see me trying to cover my exposed body with what was left of my dress.

“What is going on here?” Denver questioned him, as he was the one who entered the room first.

“She disobeyed a simple order from me, and I gave her what she deserved,” Gwen said, going back to her chair to sit down.

“Everybody get out now!” Devon shouted at the other maids present, and they all ran out of the room in fear.

I was so ashamed to lift my eyes to look at the triplets that I wished the very earth I stood on opened up to swallow me and cover up my shame.

I have never been so weak and defenseless in my entire life as I was at that moment. I may have been born as an omega, but I was far from weak.

”You shouldn’t have done this, Gwen; she is a woman like you, and you have no right to embarrass her in such a way,” Denver said to Gwen in a controlled rage.

“She is not like me and never will be like me.” I was not the one who was born poor and weak. “I was born an alpha princess and blessed by the moon goddess to one day become the Luna of this pack. Unlike her, she was born fat and ugly, and as if that were not enough, she was born weak, a weak omega,” she said.

“Watch your tongue!” Derrick scolded Gwen.

“Or else what?” “You know you can’t hurt me; my father would burn down this camp if you dared lay a finger on me,” she charged at Derrick, and that angered Denver.

“What did you say?” Denver questioned her in anger as he walked towards her in full rage, but he was quickly stopped by his two brothers.

Gwen, on seeing that Denver was getting too furious to handle, started faking tears and crying.

“She caused it; she disobeyed me in front of the other servants, and I was going to hit her when my hand accidentally ripped her dress apart,” she sobbed, and honestly, I was impressed by her level of hypocrisy.

Her fake tears seemed to work magic on Denver, as he soon calmed down from his rage. All three of them started having a sense of guilt wash over them as they wore various expressions.

Their being emotional towards her was understandable; it was only normal that they have that soft spot for her since she was going to be their mate.

For a moment there, I felt out of place; I couldn’t leave because my dress had been ripped, and seeing them soften toward her shattered my heart.

“You guys take care of her,” Denver said to his brothers as he pulled me by my hand out of the room.

He was taking me to his room, and I honestly didn’t want that. I just needed time to be alone with myself.

As soon as I got the opportunity I needed, I forcefully pulled my hand from his and ran straight to the staff quarters to have a change of clothes.