Triplet Alphas and Their Reluctant Mate

Izzy's life has been turned upside down. As the local high school freak, she's never really fit in before, but things have lately gotten worse. To top it all off, her mom decided to suddenly move them in with her Aunt Luna and Uncle Alpha at their so-called PACK. Everything changed when she met their triplet sons. There are secrets in this village. And Izzy is slowly realizing that things aren't quite as they seem. The more questions she asks, the more questions she has. As events unfold, can Izzy find out the truth about herself, the strange village, and the strange Triplets?

Isadora POV

The grass was cool under my bare feet and the breeze was sweet smelling. I tipped my head up into the wind and sniffed, appreciating the whirl of scents that it brought me. The season was changing from spring to summer and berries were beginning to ripen. I could smell rain in the distance and the yeasty scent of fresh baked bread wafted from town.

I frowned. I could smell something else, something rotten and dirty. I looked towards the woods and could see two men and a woman approaching me. I wrinkled my nose but put a smile on my face. They were probably lost and needed help. They couldn’t help how they smelled.

Before my eyes, they turned into wolves. The largest of the wolves bared his teeth at me and growled. I could see the sharpness of his teeth and I could feel the hatred radiating off from him. I cried out and took a step back and bumped into something warm and soft.

I turned to see a wolf, the largest and most beautiful wolf that I have ever seen. She was snow white with icy blue eyes and a little silver streak down the middle of her forehead. Her fur was longer and softer than the fur on the wolves from the forest. Somehow, I knew her name was Heka, and she was there to help me, not hurt me. Behind her, three more wolves stood, identical. They were a chocolate brown color with black markings on their faces. I could sense that they were just like Heka, and they wouldn’t hurt me, either.

I turned back to the wolves that had come from the forest and was alarmed to see that they were close to me. Too close. I tried to back up, but Heka was right behind me, her warm body a solid presence behind me. I watched in terror as the wolves came closer and then the leader leaped at me. I screamed.

I continued to scream, thrashing around until I felt a cool hand on my forehead.

“Isadora!” my mother said, urgently. “Izzy, wake up. It was a bad dream.”

I forced my eyes open and saw her sitting on the side of the bed, concerned, frown lines between her eyes. “Same dream?”

I shook my head. “No. Well, kind of. Heka was there again. And