Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 15: Feisty human

~Hazel’s POV~

He tasted like sin.

The kind of sin that ruins you. The kind that makes you forget your name and scream his.

His mouth found the soft curve of my neck, and I arched into him, breath hitching as his teeth grazed my skin. My back hit the bed before realizing he’d stripped my coat off. His body caged me in, heat rolling off him in waves as his lips moved lower—claiming, consuming, lost in hunger that wasn’t just his.

No, this wasn’t just him.

This was his wolf. Wild. Untethered. Consumed.

And gods... I wanted it. I wanted him, or them, whatever this was—feral and unfiltered. I didn’t care. I just needed to be devoured.

His mouth crashed against my breast, sucking hard, his fangs scraping my nipple until I whimpered, toes curling. My fingers clawed down his back, nails dragging along taut muscles. I was growling. Me. Growling.

"I hate you," I whispered, not even recognizing my own voice—raw, shaky, desperate.

His hands moved fast, yanking my clothes away, and suddenly I was bare beneath him, skin flushed and trembling. His eyes devoured me. And when our bodies finally touched—skin to skin—I felt it. That raw charge between us is like lightning waiting to strike.

I reached for him, wrapped my hand around his thick, veiny length. He groaned, low and guttural, and I felt it echo through my bones. We didn’t speak. We didn’t need to. The silence between us was louder than words. It was all tension. All heat. All claws and breath and sweat.

He climbed over me, fingers wrapping tight around my throat—not choking, just holding, as if grounding himself. His eyes met mine, dark and wild.

"You still want to reject me?" he growled, voice breaking apart with need.

"Yes," I breathed. But the word was heavy. Angry. Confused. Full of things I couldn’t name.

And then... he sank his fangs into my neck.

I gasped, loud and shameless, as fire shot through my veins. Caspian’s bite had been sweet, delicate—almost romantic. But this?

This was raw. Feral.

Possessive.

latched deeper. His bite branded me in ways I didn’t know were

him back like I was

knew

he

that. View the correct

No warning. No hesitation.

perfect. My walls clenched around him, my legs wrapped around his waist, trying to take

I hissed, nails raking down his

his face twisted

me over fast, his hands gripping my hips as he slammed into me from behind. My knees hit the bed, ass up, as a deep, punishing

core pulsed, wetness dripping down

me?" he growled, palm

I gasped.

the moment he marked me, rejection is no longer possible, we are already

little

I was sobbing. I was losing my mind. My hands tangled in

said, mouth still

face, forced him

But I’ll never submit to you," I spat, even as my body betrayed me,

across

that I

like I weighed nothing, carried me across the room, and laid me out on the polished table.

His eyes devoured me.

I was his prey.

muttered, his voice low,

out the light, casting shadows over my flushed, trembling

all

finger to his lips, tasting me. And sighed like