Stuffed By My Triplet Alpha

Zia’s POV

I was gasing for breath as I ran through the glass door from the pavement, continuing despite my itchy lungs and sweat covered face. I could taste the salt, but I didn't stop for anything until I got to the femall clothing session of my final stop today.

If they don't have what I'm looking for, then I'd be doomed.

All eyes were on the 230 pound brunnete that just ran into the store, breathing heavily, but no one approached my 5'7 self.

"How can I help you?" The lady at the counter asked after flinching from my presence.

I described the dress to her and she excused herself to go check for me while I turned around to look at the size tag of the dresses on the rack. My frusration grew everytime I saw a dress that I liked in only size L or XL. I was a size XXL for crying out loud!

“I’m sorry, but we don’t have the green sequins in size XXL,” the shop attendant announced upon her return, her tone void of any real apology.

Her gaze swept over me, cold and judgmental, making my cheeks burn with embarrassment. This was the last dress shop in town, and the Choosing Ceremony was tonight.

“Well, do you have any size XL that runs big?” I pleaded, clasping my hands together as I tried to appear composed. “I really need a dress for tonight.”

“No,” she snapped, rolling her eyes, “and even if we did, I’m not about to get fired for letting you rip a dress with your fat body!”

The words hit me like a slap, and I froze for a moment, stunned.

“Excuse me? What did you just say?” I stepped closer, my voice low but shaking with anger.

“You heard me,” she said, her lips curling into a sneer. “You’re too fat. We don’t carry clothes for people like you. Now get out so our real customers can shop in peace!”

As she turned to leave, I grabbed her blonde ponytail and yanked hard, watching her stumble and fall to the ground. The store fell silent, and all eyes were on us.

“Watch your mouth next time,” I hissed before kicking her lightly and storming out of the store.

Tears stung my eyes as I reached the bus stop. My last hope of finding a dress was gone. My trusted dressmaker had called last night, apologizing profusely as she explained that my outfit had been ruined by rats. Now, I had no choice but to wear my usual pair of jeans and a plain T-shirt to the most important event of my life.

Home wasn't any bearable for me as my sister flaunted her beautiful dress while I mentally lamented alone about how I could no longer match with Terri. With no choice left, I ran into my room to change before rejoining her in the living room.

“Is that what you’re wearing to the party?” my stepsister scoffed when I walked into the the sight fo the mother and daughter cheering eachother on.

Before I could respond, she sneered, “You know your weight will probably slow the car down, right?”

“Really?” I asked in disbelief. “We ride to school every day without a problem.”

“And you wonder why we are always late to school,” she shot back, smirking as her mother laughed and nodded in agreement.

We were always late because she woke up late and spent to much time than necessary on her make up, yet she was blaming it on me right now.

“Sweetie,” her mom said, fixing her hair in the mirror, “make sure you bring home one of those alphas as your mate tonight.”

“Of course, Mom,” my stepsister replied smugly, leaving to join her friends outside.

Left with no other option, I took the night bus, then trudged the last few miles to the ceremony. By the time I arrived, the party was in full swing. Couples were already marking each other in dark corners of the compound, their passion on full display.

I hesitated at the entrance, considering turning back. But then my phone buzzed with a message from Terri.

“Are you at the party yet? Can’t wait to see you,” it read.

Terri Maddox, the second of the triplet alphas, was my best friend. We’d grown close after I moved to my stepmother’s hometown following my mother’s death three years ago. Over time, I’d fallen for him, though I kept my feelings to myself, convinced he’d never see me that way. Recently, however, he’d confessed that he liked me too but wanted to wait until the ceremony to make it official—if we were mates.

With renewed determination, I pushed open the doors and stepped into the sea of bodies. My heart skipped a beat when I spotted him. Terri was dancing with Joyce, one of my high school bullies.

Our eyes met across the room, and I saw his lips move. “Mate,” he mouthed, his gaze never leaving mine.

Joy filled my heart as I watched him shove Joyce aside and make his way toward me.

“We’re mates?” I asked, beaming as he grabbed my hand and pulled me close, his touch making me forget everyone else in the room.

“Yes, baby. You can call me your boyfriend now,” he said before pressing his lips to mine.

Terri Maddox, one of the most coveted alphas in the pack, was mine. I couldn’t have been happier.

“Let’s go upstairs,” he whispered, his hand warm around my wrist as he led me through the crowd. I glanced back at Joyce, sticking my tongue out at her as she glared daggers at me from the dance floor.

But as we reached the top of the stairs, we ran into Tyler and Cain, Terri’s brothers.

I offered Cain a small smile, which he returned, but Tyler’s intense gaze sent a shiver down my spine. I quickly ducked behind Terri.

“Stop blocking the entrance,” Terri growled at them. “I’ve got some business to take care of with my mate.”

“Your mate?” Cain asked, his expression laced with confusion. “But my wolf led me to her. She’s my mate too.”

“What?” I breathed, my mind racing as Cain leaned in to take a deep whiff of my scent.

“The Moon Goddess must be joking because this… well-padded woman is my mate as well,” Tyler added with a smirk, his mocking tone making my heart sink.

Terri stood protectively in front of me. “You’re not rejecting her,” he said firmly.

“Reject her?” Tyler chuckled darkly. “Why would I reject a gift from the Moon Goddess?”

My head spun with the revelation. Three mates? The triplet alphas were all my mates?

I took a shaky step forward. “We need to talk about this,” I managed, pushing open the door to an empty room.

Inside, Terri’s eyes glowed orange, a sign of his wolf’s excitement. Tyler’s eyes shone ruby red, and Cain’s glimmered emerald green. All three of them wanted me, and I realized the Moon Goddess wasn’t joking—she was testing me.