Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha

Elara had trouble sleeping. The words of Alpha Marcus kept

playing over and over in her mind: the prophecy calls for her

blood to be spilled freely. Dawn wasn’t coming for hours, but she

needed to find Luna Evelyn right away. It was quiet in the west

wing as Elara crept through the dark halls. She jumped at every

sound. The old nursery door was slightly open, and there was a

dim light inside. "Luna Evelyn?" Elara whispered, pushing the

door. There was no one in the room. There were toys all over

the floor. Three small beds that were once used by the triplets

were strewn around in the corner. "She’s not coming." Elara

spun around. In the dark, Darian stood in the doorway, his silver