
Wilder, Chase, Hunter (Alpha Triplets)
It’s rare when triplets are born. Especially when the triplets are all three Alphas. In the werewolf world twins and triplets are said to share a soul. One soul. One mate.
In the werewolf world, triplets share one soul — and one mate. Wilder, Chase, and Hunter are the Alpha triplets of the Silver Ridge pack, raised like royalty and used to getting whatever they want. They've never cared about finding a mate, until a scent hits them mid-afternoon and their wolves howl in unison. Now all three are running for the door, half-dressed, chasing the same person.

It’s rare when triplets are born. Especially when the triplets are all three Alphas. In the werewolf world twins and triplets are said to share a soul. One soul. One mate.
It's a lazy afternoon at the Silver Ridge pack house. Wilder, Chase, and Hunter each have company in their rooms — until a scent rolls through the hallway and stops all three of them cold.

He bolts upright off the bed, cigarette hitting the floor. He yanks on a pair of basketball shorts and is out the door without a word.

He stumbles into jeans he doesn't bother buttoning, still pulling them up as he runs.
"Where is that coming from?"

He grabs the first thing within reach — a bedsheet — and wraps it around his waist, following his brothers down the stairs.
"Move. Move!"
The three of them burst out the front door and skid to a stop on the porch, scanning the yard. Their wolves are clawing at the surface. Then they see you.