Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Gina.

“When you are done mopping the floor, make sure you empty the trash and have the flowers trimmed, then do the laundry. If I see as little as a speck of sand on the floor, I will make sure you wipe the entire floor with your fat tongue,” Gwen said scornfully, in the presence of other palace servants who were quietly giggling among themselves.

It was a Saturday morning, and she was all dressed to go shopping, our birthday is less than two weeks and preparations were ongoing for her birthday.

“Hopefully, all this work can help trim down your fat a*s,” she taunted before walking out of the sitting room.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

It’s been over two weeks since we came back from vacation, and since then, Gwen has been doing all within her power to frustrate me by making my life a living hell.

She stopped me from cooking in the kitchen and asked that I be the only one in charge of cleaning the entire house and doing the laundry.

There was a time she insisted that I clean the entire pack house toilet with a toothbrush.

The fact that I didn’t talk back to her that day made me realize that I had gotten better at handling my emotions.

She insisted that I move out of my previous room and into the staff quarters as a means of not having any contact with the triplets.

In all of this, I still felt she was right in her anger, even though I felt she was pushing me against the wall a little too much.

The triplets traveled the next day we came back; they were invited for a program outside our pack, though they are expected to be back anytime soon.

Their being away has allowed me to work on myself and learn how to better handle my feelings for them.

I have decided that no matter what, I will not let my emotions show whenever they are close by. and that I must resist their charms wherever they are with me.

If anything, I felt moving to the staff was for my good, as they will no longer have excuses not to see me in private or talk with me.

Hopefully, with me out of the way, they can concentrate on their fated Luna.

I went to the store where house equipment is kept to pick up a mop and a pail and started doing as I was told.

“She thought she was someone special,” one of the maids said, giggling as soon as she walked by the place I had already cleaned.

Her name is Tina, and according to what I have heard, she used to pride herself on being the most beautiful maid before I came. She is skinny, tall, and honestly not all that beautiful; maybe it’s just her bad attitude that hides her beauty.

As much as I was infuriated by her actions, I tried to stop myself from punching her hard in the face. A punch from me would send at least five of her teeth flying from her tiny mouth and making a mess on the floor.

“At least, some people now know that we are all equal here.” “If anytime they are meant to be serving us as the newest recruit,” another maid who heard her talking replied, and they both started giggling.

“Both of you, stop being unnecessarily jealous of her,” Samuel, who had just walked into the scene, said to them.

I notice how the girls are quickly composing themselves in his presence.

Samuel is the head of all the domestic staff. He is an omega and slightly older than me. He is of average height and very handsome, maybe not as handsome as the triplets, but for an omega, he is a god.

He is very nice and has been helpful since I moved to the staff quarters. There have been rumors among the servants that he likes me, but I have never paid any attention to them. even though I have on a few occasions seen him staring at me.

“At least she is here because she fought for her mother’s honor.” But you two were brought here as a gift to the alpha. You both are just jealous because you both wish you were the ones that were selected to go with the triplets’ alphas on their last vacation. “Now get back to your duties, or else you will have allowances canceled for the next two weeks,” he said to them, and they quickly scampered away in fear.

“Thanks,” I said to him with a calm smile.

“You are welcome,” he replied, wearing a cute boyish grin. “Do you need any assistance?” “I could send someone to help you out,” he said calmly.

“No, thanks. It’s nothing. I will be done in no time,” I said to him as I continued with what I was doing.

“I like you; you are very hard-working, and you have a mind of your own.” “Your future mate would be so lucky to have you,” he said, scratching his head nervously.

“Thanks, that’s a nice compliment coming from you,” I said, unable to hide the heat that had crept up my face.

“What’s nice?” I heard Denver’s cold voice say something from behind me.

I turned to see that they were back, all three of them. They stood there with their icy stares on Samuel, whose head was already bowed in respect.

The whole sitting room suddenly became smaller and warmer, and my stomach started floating with butterflies as soon as I saw them.

They were all looking hot, and I never realized how much I missed them till that moment.

“Get out!” Derrick said to Samuel, and he quickly ran out.

I didn’t like how he shouted at Samuel; could he not be more polite? But seeing how pissed and angry they were all looking, that will be a discussion for another day.

“Why are you mopping the floor?” Devon demanded with a disapproving tone.

I thought of the best answer to give them, as I wasn’t entirely sure about telling them what Gwen had been making me go through was the right move.

“I was done with my chores and wanted to help around the house,” I lied, staring at the floor.

“And he had to be the only one you could talk with in this entire packhouse,” Derrick questioned me.

“I wasn’t with him; we were only talking,” I said.

“Oh, so you were just looking for an opportunity to be with him?” Denver, who was looking more pissed than his brothers, was questioned.

At that moment, it dawned on me that they think I belong to them; they think they own me. And honestly all the anger I have been trying to keep within me just poured.

“What if I am?” I found myself asking him in an angry but subtle voice. And immediately his eyes grew darker. He was heading towards me in rage when Derrick stopped him.

“Gina, drop whatever you are doing and meet us upstairs, now,” Derrick said.

“I can’t,” I said adamantly.

“What?” they all cried out in shock.

“I am not coming upstairs; I don’t care what you guys want to do to me, and I am not meeting any of you.” “I am done,” I said angrily, and at the same time, I was trying so hard to ignore the fact that I was hurting too.

“What happened to you?” Devon questioned in disbelief.

“You guys happened,” I said, and was about to walk out when Denver pulled me closer to himself.

“You will not walk out while we are still talking to you,

“Or else what?” You will execute me? “Look, I have heard that word countless times recently that I have lost the meaning of it,” I said, pulling myself out of his hold and walking out on them.

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Third-Person Narration.

The triplets were so surprised at Gina’s sudden change of behavior. They wondered why she had suddenly become hostile toward them.

Something happened while they were away, and the thought that Gina might have another man in her life was what pissed them off the most.

The truth was that the three brothers felt that because they had created the strongest bond with Gina, she would naturally like them and find them irresistible.

They had all missed her all the time they were away, and they were looking forward to being happily united with her, even though they knew it was just for the time being.

They all told their father how they would want Gina to have her freedom on her twenty-first birthday, and even though their father was a little reluctant at first, he eventually agreed.

They planned to share the good news with her, and each triplet had various expectations of how excited she was going to be. But coming home and seeing her laughing with a man aside from them got them pissed off.

“Do you think she has something to do with Samuel?” Devon questions his brothers as they all sit in Denver’s room trying to figure out what the issue is.

“I don’t care, I want him fired,” Denver said coldly, never once stopping to rethink his decision.

“We can’t lay him off; he has never been found wanting.” Moreover, he needs the money for his parents’ treatment,” Derrick reminded his still-enraged brother.

“And you brought him to this palace to help,” Devon said to Denver.

“But he is trying to steal our women,” Denver said.

“Gina is technically not our woman; she might be his mate,” Derrick said calmly.

“The more reason we need to send him away, the better,” Denver insisted.

Deep down, Denver was yet to understand why he was so angry in the first place. He had never been so pissed, and he could feel his b***d boiling in anger.

“But what if she later finds out that we chased her mate away? Let’s not forget that she strongly believes in the mate bond,” Derrick said calmly.

“I don’t understand how all three of us would be attracted to her and not Gwen,” Devon noted.

“The same thing I have tried asking myself,” Derrick said.

“But what if she turns out to be our mate?” Devon said.

“You know father will never allow it; it is against the law of our pack, and the seer said it is our destiny to be mated to the Beta’s daughter, and Gwen is the only child of our father’s Beta,” Derrick replied.

“What are you guys saying, Gina agreed to ours until she is twenty-one, something she agreed to in another to get her freedom. It’s fine if you guys don’t want her, but I can’t leave her, at least not now. I miss her, and I’m sure you all do. Denver said he was running his hand over his hair to make a sexy mess of it.

“That’s true,” Derrick agreed.

“Please, let’s try controlling our emotions around her; you frightened her out there,” Devon said to his oldest brother.

“I was mad when I saw her with Samuel, but I will apologize to her if that is what it takes to calm her and make her ours,” Denver said, and something about what he said made his younger two brothers exchange a surprised look.