Entangled With My Alpha Triplets

~Hazel~

I stared out the car window, watching as the world whizzed by in a blur. My stomach twisted with nerves as I tried to come to terms with what was happening to me. My own parents had betrayed me, handing me over to the Alpha, who owned the Silvermoon Academy. And not just any Alpha, but a ruthless and powerful one named Logan, who ruled the Silvermoon Pack.

I didn't know what my fate would be at the academy. I had heard stories about omegas like me being used for breeding or sold off to other packs. The uncertainty of it all made me feel sick to my stomach.

As we pulled up to the gates of the academy, I took a deep breath and tried to steel myself for what was to come. The gates opened, and we drove through a long, winding path that led to the main building. It was an impressive structure, with tall columns and a grand entrance. I could see other students milling about, all of them looking at me curiously as we drove by.

The car finally came to a stop, and as I stepped out of the car, my eyes immediately locked onto the towering figure of Alpha Logan, flanked by his son, which I assumed was Asher, the first of his three Alpha triplets. The aura of power that radiated from the two of them was suffocating. I felt as though the very air around me had thickened.

Alpha Logan was a man to be feared. His reputation preceded him, and rumours about his ruthlessness had spread throughout the werewolf kingdom. It was said that he showed no mercy to those who crossed him and that he ran his academy with an iron fist.

Asher was just as imposing as his father. He was tall, with broad shoulders and piercing grey eyes that seemed to see straight through me. He was the epitome of cold, calculating power.

"Welcome to the academy," Logan said, his voice dripping with disdain. "I trust you know why you're here."

I nodded, feeling a knot form in my stomach. I had been sold to Logan, and now I was his property.

"Good because you'll be serving my triplets as their omega," he restated.

Asher stepped forward, his eyes still fixed on me. "I will be your guide," he said, his voice gruff. "Follow me."

As we walked through the academy, I couldn't help but feel like a prisoner. Everywhere we went, there were guards watching us, making sure we didn't step out of line. I saw other students watching me curiously, some with sympathy in their eyes, others with disgust.

I couldn't help but stare at the back of Asher; his muscles bulged under his shirt, and it caused a flutter in my stomach. Despite the fear that he instilled in me, I couldn't deny that I might be attracted to him.

"That's the door to the room that you will be staying in; make sure to keep your space clean, or else you will be punished." He said this before leaving me to speak with his father.

His words only sent a shiver down my spine, which made me wonder if he was always like this or if he loosened up sometimes.

As I entered the room, I was taken aback by its size. It was spacious and dominated by the presence of three large beds, each with their own towering headboard. The walls were painted a deep shade of blue, giving the room a cosy yet masculine vibe. To my right, there was a large window that let in the soft glow of the moonlight, casting a calming ambiance over the room.

As I walked in, I noticed that my space was the smallest of them all. A queen-sized bed was pushed up against the far wall, barely leaving any space to walk around it. On the other hand, the boys' beds were huge, with dark blue bedspreads that contrasted sharply with the white pillows. The room wasn't too messy, but it was clear that it belonged to a group of guys. Clothes were strewn haphazardly across the floor, and there were empty water bottles and snack wrappers littered on the nightstands. It was a room that was well-lived in, but not completely unkempt.

Just then, the second triplet stepped out of the bathroom, and I couldn't help but take him in. His towel was wrapped low around his waist, revealing his chiselled abs and water droplets trailing down his toned chest. He was tall and broad, towering over me at least six feet, with dark, tousled hair and piercing green eyes. He was the epitome of a bad boy, and I couldn't deny that I was also attracted to him.

I must admit that Alpha Logan really passed his good genes to his sons. It made me imagine what the last triplet would look like.

I felt his eyes on me, scanning me from head to toe. His gaze felt almost physical, like he was undressing me with his eyes. I felt a blush creeping up on my face, and I quickly averted my gaze.

"Did you get lost on your way here?" His voice was low and flirtatious.

"N-no, I'm your new roommate," I stated. His brows raised in realisation, and he nodded his head. "You must be Hazel."

"Yes, I am," I confirmed.

His smirk widened, and he stepped closer to me, his eyes roving over my body. "Well, well, well," he said, his voice low and suggestive. "This just got interesting."

"My name's Tyler." He stretched his huge hand for a shake, which I took with reluctance.

"Nice to meet you." I responded in a low tone.

I didn't like the tension that was building up, so I decided to divert his attention. "I was just looking for my bed."

"Well, you found it," he said, gesturing to the queen-size bed in the corner of the room. "It's not the biggest bed, but it'll do for an omega like you."

I frowned at the mention of my status, but I didn't let it show on my face. I knew that being an omega meant I was at the bottom of the werewolf hierarchy, but I didn't want to let it define me.

"I'm used to small spaces," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.

He chuckled, running his hands through his hair, and I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes crinkled at the corners.

"Well, I hope you don't mind sharing a room with us alphas," he said, taking a step closer to me. "It could get a little wild in here."

I swallowed hard, feeling my heart race at his proximity. I couldn't deny that I was a little intimidated by him and his alpha status, but there was something about him that drew me in. Maybe it was the danger or the thrill of the unknown, but I knew that I was in trouble.

As I walked by the pool at night, taking in the serene environment, I couldn't help but feel a bit lost in this new environment. This academy was supposed to be my new home for the next few years, but I was already feeling out of place. I walked by the pool, admiring the shimmering water in the moonlight. Suddenly, I sensed someone's presence and turned around to see a figure approaching me.

It was him - Zane, the last alpha triplet. He stood tall and imposing, with broad shoulders and a muscular build that exuded strength and power.

His ruggedly handsome appearance caught my breath, and I couldn't help but stare at him. His chiseled jawline was dusted with a five o'clock shadow, and his piercing hazel eyes seemed to look straight through me. My heart raced as I noticed his jet black hair styled to perfection, adding to his overall striking appearance. As he approached me, I felt my knees weaken, and I was immediately drawn to him.

But then, as I stepped backwards to get a better look at him, my foot slipped on the wet tiles, and I felt myself falling.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I struggled to catch my breath, my clothes and hair clinging to my skin. I felt so embarrassed for falling into the water in front of such an impressive alpha like Zane.

At that moment, I felt strong and steady arms wrap around me, pulling me back to the surface. Being so close to him, I caught a whiff of his musky scent, which made my heart race with desire. My heart was also filled with gratitude that he had saved me on time.

He looked down at me with concern in his eyes, and for a moment, time stood still. I couldn't deny the way his touch made me feel.

"Are you alright?" Zane's deep voice broke through the silence, sending shivers down my spine. His voice was like a rumble, commanding attention without even trying.

"I'm okay, thank you," I managed to stutter, feeling my face flush with embarrassment.

"You are welcome. You should be more careful next time and avoid areas like the pool if you can't swim. You could have drowned if nobody was here to save you." He scolded me.

He wasn't wrong because I couldn't even imagine the reason for my death was the fact that I was dumbfounded by one of the goddess's perfect creations.

"Were you lost?" he asked, his piercing gaze locking onto mine.

"Uh, not at all. I was just exploring." I revealed in a low tone.

"Exploring? Wait, you must be new here in that case." He was also smart enough to catch on quickly.

I nodded my head in response, "Yes, I am. I just got here today."

"You are supposed to have a tour guide," he asserted. "It seemed like mine had no interest in showing me around." I responded.

He rolled his eyes and sighed, "Typical of Asher to do so:. What's your name by the way? I'm Alpha Zane."

"Hazel," I replied, feeling shy under his intense gaze.

Zane's eyes widened in surprise, "Hazel? As in, the omega assigned to serve us?" he asked.

I nodded, feeling embarrassed. I had hoped that Zane wouldn't know who I was. "Yes, that's me," I said softly.

Zane's expression softened as he looked at her. "I had no idea," he said, sounding apologetic.

"I hope my brothers haven't been too difficult for you."

"They've been fine," I reassured him, feeling a little more at ease now that we were talking. "It's just been a lot to adjust to."

Zane nodded, his expression serious. "I understand. It can be overwhelming at first, but I'm here to protect you. You're under my care now."

His words made me feel both safe and a little intimidated. As we walked towards the dorms, I couldn't help but notice the way Zane kept his arm protectively around my waist, possessive in a way that sent a thrill down my spine.

As we entered the dorm, Zane's brother Tyler greeted us with a smirk on his face. "Didn't expect that you would meet her so quickly. I wanted to be the one doing the introduction."

"Wait bro, looks like you got her all wet," he joked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Zane shot his brother a warning look before turning back to me with a smile.

My face turned bright red, and I looked down at the ground, feeling embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Tyler, stop it," he said firmly.

Tyler just chuckled and wandered off to his bed, leaving me standing alone with Zane. He turned back to me, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry about him. He can be a bit immature sometimes," he said, his voice deep and soothing.

I just nodded, not trusting my voice at the moment. I knew that working as an omega would mean putting up with jokes like Tyler's, but it still made me feel uneasy. Zane must have sensed my discomfort because he reached out and gently placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Ignore him, Hazel. Tyler can be a bit of a troublemaker," he said, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

"Why don't we get you all dried up?" He tried to change the topic.

Zane led me to the living area, where he handed me a towel to dry myself off.

"Here you go," he said, his voice deep and husky.

I couldn't help but notice the way he was staring at me, and I felt myself blushing under his gaze. "Thank you," I said softly, avoiding his eyes.

Zane seemed to sense my discomfort, and he quickly changed the subject. "Do you want to take a hot shower to warm up?" he asked, gesturing towards the bathroom.

I nodded, grateful for the suggestion. Zane handed me a clean t-shirt and shorts to change into and showed me where the towels were kept. As I headed towards the bathroom, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that he didn't say anything about my appearance, even though I could tell he was admiring me.

After a few minutes, I emerged from the bathroom, feeling much better. Zane was sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He looked up as I entered the room, and I could feel his eyes on me once again.

"You look better," he said, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

I felt a rush of warmth at his words, and I couldn't help but smile back. "Thanks to you," I said, feeling a little shy.

Zane just nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel the intensity of his gaze, and it made me feel a little lightheaded.

We sat in silence for a few moments, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I found myself inching closer to him, drawn to his warmth and the tantalizing scent that surrounded him.

Our legs brushed against each other, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body. I couldn't help but let out a small gasp as his fingers brushed against my thigh, sending electric shocks through my body. Zane just looked at me with a knowing grin, his gaze smoldering with unspoken desire.

"I'm sorry about Tyler's behavior earlier," he said, his voice sincere.

I shook my head, trying to brush it off. "It's fine. I know that being an omega means I'll have to put up with stuff like that," I said, trying to sound confident.

Zane just smiled, and I felt a flutter in my chest at the sight of it. "You're more than just an omega to us, Hazel," he said, his voice low and filled with meaning.

I felt my heart skip a beat at his words, and I couldn't help but wonder what he meant by them. Before I could ask, Zane's phone rang, interrupting the moment.

He sighed, looking down at his phone. "I have to take this. Duty calls," he said, standing up.

I nodded, feeling a little disappointed that our conversation was cut short. "Of course. Duty first," I said, trying to sound understanding.

Zane gave me one last look before heading out of the room, and I could feel the intensity of his gaze linger on me even after he was gone.

It was then that I realized that I was hopelessly drawn to Zane, and I couldn't resist the temptation of his magnetic pull. Maybe, it was the fact that he was so different from the others.

I stepped into the classroom on my first day, feeling a little nervous but also excited. As I made my way to an empty seat, I couldn't help but hear whispers and murmurs around me. I knew they were talking about me, the new omega who was lucky enough to be roommates with the alpha triplets. Some of the whispers were envious, while others were judgmental. I tried to ignore them, focusing on getting settled in and ready for class.

"There she is." One pointed.

"You mean that thing over there got so lucky to be the roommates of the triplets?! Life is so unfair, I could have been a better option." The other statd with contempt in her tone.

But as soon as the bell rang and the teacher was yet to make an entrance, a commotion erupted. The door burst open, and in walked a group of girls, led by a beautiful blonde who oozed confidence and power. I immediately recognized her from my interactions with the alpha triplets, and my heart sank. It was Trisha, Asher's girlfriend.

Trisha sauntered over to my desk, tossing her long hair over her shoulder as she leaned in close. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" she sneered. "Looks like the omega's found her way into our school. Do you even belong here?"

I tried to keep my composure, knowing that this was likely just a power play on her part. "I was assigned to be a servant to the alpha triplets," I replied calmly.

Trisha just laughed. "Servant? More like a glorified maid. Do you even know how to read or write? Or do you just bark on command?"

The other girls giggled and snickered, and I felt a flush creeping up my neck. This was exactly what I had feared. But just as I was about to respond, a deep voice interrupted.

"What the hell is going on here?"

I turned my head to see Asher storming into the classroom, his eyes locked on Trisha. There was an icy edge to his voice that made me shiver.

Trisha seemed taken aback by Asher's sudden arrival, but she quickly regained her composure. "Just having a little fun with the new girl," she said, a sly grin spreading across her face.

Asher didn't look amused. "This isn't a game, Trisha. Leave her alone."

Trisha just scoffed. "You're choosing an omega over me? How pathetic," she spat before sauntering off, her group of girls following her.

I let out a shaky breath, feeling a mix of relief and confusion. Asher had just defended me, but why was Trisha so upset? I didn't know what to make of the whole situation, but I knew that my first day at school had just taken a dramatic turn.

"Thank you." I expressed my gratitude but all I got was a cold shoulder in return. "Make sure you do the laundry as soon as you get back to the dormitory, I want no excuses." He ordered me before leaving.

I felt a pang of disappointment. I had hoped he would at least acknowledge my appreciation. But Asher was just as cold and aloof as ever.

"Why does he have to be so weird from the rest?" I asked nobody in particular before proceeding with the rest of the school activities.

I couldn't help but wonder why Asher was always so cold and distant towards me. I knew I was just an omega, and he was an alpha, but still, there was something about him that made me feel like he was hiding something.

*****

I dragged my tired feet through the door of the dorm, barely able to keep my eyes open. Today's classes had been exhausting, and all I wanted to do was collapse into bed and sleep. As soon as I entered the room, I kicked off my shoes and flopped onto the bed, sighing in relief. The soft mattress and cool sheets felt like heaven against my aching body, and before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.

The next thing I knew, I was being woken up by a sudden splash of cold water. Gasping in shock, I bolted upright, rubbing my eyes and trying to figure out what was going on. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Asher.

He was standing in front of me, arms crossed over his broad chest, his eyes dark with anger.

"Get up, omega," he barked. "You're supposed to do the laundry and other duties today, and it's already past noon." he added.

I sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep," I said, my voice soft and apologetic.

I knew I had screwed up, and I braced myself for his scolding.

Asher just scoffed, his eyes narrowing. "I don't care about your excuses. Just get to work and don't let it happen again," he said sharply.

I got out of bed, feeling embarrassed and ashamed. I couldn't believe I had forgotten my responsibilities. As I walked past Asher, I could feel his intense gaze on me and his disapproval radiating off of him like heat.

I groggily made my way to the laundry room, my eyes half-open and my mind still foggy with exhaustion. I tried my best to follow Asher's instructions on how to do the laundry, but it seemed like my body was on autopilot mode and my mind was barely functioning. I loaded the washing machine with a pile of clothes, poured in the detergent, and hit the start button.

As the washing machine started to rumble, I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes for a moment, trying to catch my breath. But suddenly, I felt a cold splash of water on my face, causing me to gasp and open my eyes in shock.

"What the hell, Asher?!" I sputtered, wiping the water from my face. But before I could even finish my sentence, I noticed that the laundry room was slowly filling up with water.

Panic set in as I realized that I must have accidentally overloaded the washing machine or forgot to close the lid properly. Water was gushing out of the machine and spreading all over the floor, drenching my clothes and shoes in the process.

"Asher, I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" I stuttered, but he didn't even let me finish.

"You incompetent fool!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the small room. "Do you have any idea how much damage you just caused? You could have flooded the whole damn dormitory!"

I flinched at his harsh words, feeling a wave of shame and guilt wash over me. Asher's angry expression was enough to make me want to curl up and disappear.

As I stood there, soaked to the bone and feeling utterly helpless, I couldn't help but wonder if this was all worth it. Was being the roommate of the alpha triplets really worth enduring Asher's constant belittlement and harsh treatment? Was being an omega in this academy worth sacrificing my own dignity and self-respect?

But before I could dwell on these thoughts any longer, I heard a loud creaking noise coming from the door. Someone was trying to open it.

My heart racing, I turned to face the entrance, wondering who it could be. But as the door slowly swung open, I was met with a figure that sent chills down my spine. It was Trisha, Asher's girlfriend, and she had a wicked smile on her face.