Page 5 of Broken Bonds

That meant triple of everything.

When they told us, my mind went dark and I found it hard to breathe as I was overwhelmed by the shock. But I was blessed with four of the absolute best alphas who took it all in stride. In fact, they were overjoyed, and were constantly needling each other over who they thought had the super sperm that made the egg split into three.

Initially, the doctors were sure it was twins. It wasn’t until we went back for our next appointment that we got our surprise. Another fetus was revealed, tucked away behind the other two.

The guys immediately started going overboard, hovering over me constantly, eager to start on the nursery, getting all the books they could find and devouring them. All within the first couple of months.

Every week that my belly had grown with life, the more their excitement had grown.

The love and care they’ve gifted me is beyond anything I could have imagined.

But now they’re gone.

What will I do now? How will I raise three babies on my own?

I have no family, so to speak, my parents having died when I was a toddler. Foster care was my home until the day my designation presented fully, and they shipped me off to the closest Alpha Omega Academy at eighteen.

AOAs spread throughout the country around a hundred years ago, a place for all omegas and alphas to go to learn proper behavior according to society’s standards or… something. It seems the higher ups realized the alphas and omegas of the world needed a place to go to learn how to be… well, alphas and omegas.

We weren’t always civilized beings.

We weren’t kept in the same buildings, of course, and our classes rarely overlapped. If young alphas and omegas had been allowed to remain together in the same buildings with their new hormones and designations, it could have been an absolute disaster. We were allowed to socialize in the hall where our meals were served, but always with close supervision. As an extra opportunity to socialize from time to time, we had the chance to attend dances and fundraisers that were held to raise money to keep the academy running.

It was at the AOA I was attending that I met Ollie.

He was the first one I fell in love with, not that it was such a hard feat. Ollie’s charm was captivating, and it was almost impossible not to be drawn to him, especially when he was giving you his full focus and attention.

Being that he and Rule were such close friends, it was only natural that all three of us would be together all the time. It was even more natural when I fell for Rule not long after falling for Ollie.

Rule, just like Ollie, had a captivating presence that made it effortless for him to draw me in. His aura was so bright and energizing; it felt like a ray of pure sunshine, so comforting and inviting when you were near him.

Although Ollie, Rule, and I didn’t get to spend a great deal of time together in our first two years, we still managed to create a strong bond. We were given more freedom to interact with our packs and have our alphas attend our heats if necessary when we reached our third year, which only helped us grow closer.

In our third year, we were blessed to have Lake and Van join us, making the year even better. The school labeled them late bloomers. In truth, they were doing all they could to remain hidden. Joining the academy and studying to become the ideal alphas wasn’t something they wanted to pursue. Despite what was expected of them, they were deeply in love and refused to allow anyone to tell them it was wrong.

Fortunately for them, I was an omega that found it deeply attractive that two alphas were in a loving relationship with one another. And that they pleasured each other.

The first time I experienced it was out of this world, and it wasn’t just the sex. The love the two alphas shared was obvious, shining out of them as they gazed into each other’s eyes or softly touched the other. Ollie and Rule never had the same bond as they did with me. Being together with Lake and Van allowed me to try something I never had before.

They completed us, and together we formed our pack. All the guys had an excellent relationship with one another. They had a brotherly bond that only grew stronger the longer we were all together. Apart from Van and Lake, that is.

We graduated, registered as a fully formed pack, and after a quick ceremony at the courthouse, spent a week in our new apartment, holed up in a makeshift nest, fucking and bonding. I had been knotted so many times that I could hardly move when we finally emerged, bruised and sore in all the best ways. But I held my own.

I was fortunate enough to spend twelve years with Ollie and Rule, and ten with all of my bonded. This next year was going to be a big milestone for all of us. Now, I’ll be taking it on by myself.

What the fuck kind of garbage is this? Why would the Gods give them to me, make me bond with them because of how much love we filled each other with, give me babies by them, just totakethem?

It’scruel.

“How am I supposed to live without them, Jilly?” I croak out weakly.

The erratic thudding of her heart against my ear and her shaky breaths as she attempts to restrain her tears only serve to make my heart break even more, if that’s at all possible.

“We’re going to take it one day at a time. I promise I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to be here for you through everything.”

Her fingers delicately sweep the hair away from my face that has stuck to it, practically glued down my dried tears and snot. Her calming beta scent drifts around me and I inhale deeply, hoping it’ll help calm the raging storm inside of me.

Fragrant lilac blossoms. She’s like a Xanax.

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