Chapter 2 Thier Unworthy Mate

• Vlad's Pov
• We need to unwind; I haven't had any fun in days, and I'm eager to get started," my brother Zyran remarked.
• We were in New York to confront one of our pack's Alphas who had betrayed us by attempting to form rebel factions. After days of tracking him down, we had no choice but to execute him.
• My brothers, Zyran and Kravin, and I are triplets, ruling over all werewolves across the globe. For ten years, we have been without mates. We were meant to find our destined partners upon turning eighteen, but twelve years have slipped by without success. Our search has taken us to every corner of the world, yet we remain empty-handed.
• Our souls are intertwined, and we share a single mate among us. Two years ago, my brothers and I resigned ourselves to the idea that perhaps the goddess deemed us unworthy of a mate, and thus chose not to bless us.
• any hope of the mate, was never in our thought because of these, so we live our lives wihtout looking forward to any of us finding a mate.
• We are known as the Devil Wolves, feared for our ruthlessness worldwide, a reputation that has allowed us to maintain control over the werewolf realm with an iron grip.
• "Alphas, we’ve arrived," the beta who had escorted us to the club announced as Zyran flung the car door open and stepped out.
• We followed him into the human club, where the air was thick with the scents of sweat, desire, and lust—just the atmosphere we needed to awaken our inner wolves.
• We were led up the stairs to the VIP room, where we could see the pole dancers from below. The ladies began to arrive as we settled in and enjoyed our drinks.
• “Vlad, do you smell that?” Kravin inquired.
• “Of course, it reeks of sex,” Zyran replied, but then he paused, pushing aside the girl who had been sitting on his lap. He inhaled deeply, and I noticed the human female beside him looking at him as if he were out of his mind.
• he was daring attention to himslef and i decided to step in, we didnt want the human to pick up anythign wrong with us.
• “Take a seat, Zyran. I’m certain it’s not…” I trailed off, recalling the moment vividly. The scent was intoxicating, driving my wolf wild. I stood up and glanced down, and there she was.
• She embodied every aspect of beauty imaginable. Her hair cascaded down her back, as dark as the night, flowing in waves. Her face was stunning, and all I could think about was kissing her lips. Her skin radiated under the neon lights, and the way she swayed her hips sent me into a frenzy. I noticed the other men around me, and I could see my brother freeze in place, captivated by her presence.
• “Mate,” Kravin whispered, his voice laced with anger, mirroring my own feelings. I was furious too; our mate was a stripper.
• “I’m going to get her,” I declared, struggling to keep my wolf in check as I stepped out the door. I glanced back to see Zyran behind me, clearly battling his own instincts as his wolf fought to break free.
• “Where is your boss?” I asked one of the girls who attempted to flirt with me. My tone startled her, and she quickly pointed toward the end of the hall.
• “Lead us to him,” I instructed, and she hurried away in fear, stopping at a door. Without knocking, I burst inside.
• “Who the hell…?” a man began, but he froze the moment he saw my brother and me standing there.
• Zyran wasted no time; he approached the man and slammed his fist onto the table.
• “Get the girl off the stage and have her meet us in the private room immediately,” Zyran commanded. The overweight man looked at us, attempting to laugh, but his amusement quickly faded.
• I don't care who you think you are, but that woman is not leaving that stage until she finishes her dance, he declared. In an instant, I found myself gripping his neck tightly and slamming him against the wall.
• At that moment, I heard Kravin let out a growl that reverberated throughout the room, and I immediately understood what had just transpired.
• “If you don’t comply with his demands, I will end your life, and by morning, there will be nothing left of your club,” I threatened as I released him. He was filled with terror as he crumpled to the ground.
• “What are you…?” he stammered, dragging himself away from us on the floor.
• “Get out of here, old man, or today will be your last on this planet,” Zyran warned as he stood up and bolted out of the office.
• We made our way to the VIP area to escort her off the stage, while Kravin struggled to maintain his composure.
• “They saw her, they fucking looked at her!” he shouted, smashing the glasses of wine onto the floor, and I stood there, lost in thought.
• This was going to turn out very badly, I could feel it.
• Suddenly, the door swung open, and she walked in. She was truly an angel, with her long, toned legs and curvy hips. Her stomach was perfectly flat, and she had delicate breasts that I couldn't wait to explore. She appeared frightened and bewildered.
• “Shit,” Kravin muttered under his breath.
• “Hello, little mate,” Zyran said with a smirk directed at her.
• “You called for me,” she replied in a soft voice that drove us wild, and I stepped closer to her.
• “Mine,” I growled, and her eyes widened in fear. Before I could utter another word, she fainted.