Forced to be the Triplet's breeder

You will serve the First prince Tonight

Kayla's POV:

"Your Highness," I whispered, my head bowed low, and I repeatedly struck it against the ground, feeling the pain and the warm trickle of blood on my forehead. I never anticipated that they would use my mother against me. I had believed she was dead, and now they were going to exploit her existence as a means to control me. It was all my fault.

"Your Highness," I sobbed, my voice trembling as I continued to hit the ground. "I was foolish. Please, punish me instead. Please..." My words wavered as I pleaded for my mother's life. I was willing to do anything, no matter the cost, to ensure her safety. If only I hadn't dared to challenge them, my mother wouldn't be in danger once again.

"I thought you were spewing nonsense earlier!" The Luna Queen sneered, her laughter piercing the air. "This is precisely why a rankless wolf like you needs to learn her place. You are nothing more than a breeder to my sons, and you should consider yourself fortunate to be in their presence. I had intended to end your life the moment you spoke out against me." She approached me, stepping on me with her knees pressing into my hand. "Consider yourself lucky that you still stand before the royals!"

Tears streamed down my face as the reality of my situation sank in. I had believed that I had nothing left to lose, that I could speak my mind freely. But now that I knew my mother was alive, everything had become infinitely more difficult.

"High Priestess, take this girl and prepare her for the mating tonight," the Alpha King commanded. Lady Kira and the priestess pulled me up from the ground, my face stained with blood. Though my vision was growing hazy, I managed to cast a final glance at the princes, my mates.

They all fixated their eyes on me, their gazes devoid of any compassion or willingness to offer assistance. I couldn't help but wonder why they treated me with such indifference. However, rationalizing their behavior seemed futile; after all, they were royalty, and their words held the power of command. Trembling, tears streaming down my face, I summoned the courage to address the Alpha king. "Your Highness," I pleaded, biting my lower lip in distress, "what about my mother? I am prepared to do anything you ask of me. I just need to know that she is safe. Please, Your Highness, I..."

"Enough!" The Alpha king abruptly cut me off, silencing my desperate pleas. "Take her away," he ordered coldly, his tone brooking no further discussion.

Amid my anguished screams and pleas, I was forcefully dragged out of the room, my words falling on deaf ears. "Please!" I continued to cry out, even as I was ushered into another chamber.

Unable to contain her frustration, Lady Kira, fueled by her own rage, pushed me forcefully to the ground, delivering a merciless slap across my face. The impact sent waves of pain coursing through me, but it couldn't extinguish the fire of determination within.

"Lady Kira!" The priestess interjected, her voice filled with reproach, rushing to my side. "She is an important vessel, deserving of respect and care."

Lady Kira scoffed dismissively, her finger pointed accusingly at me. "You nearly jeopardized my own position by daring to lock eyes with the royals. How dare you behave in such a manner!" Her voice resounded with fury as she seized a handful of my hair, her grip unyielding. "Despite being an important vessel for the royal princes, you remain a rankless wolf, devoid of status. If you persist in your foolish words, you risk losing your life!" She yelled at me, forcefully pushing me towards the bed.

I opened my mouth to respond, but no words emerged. Helplessness washed over me as I realized they would never understand my true intentions. "What will become of my mother?" I managed to utter, my voice barely above a whisper, my heart heavy with concern.

Lady Kira shrugged her shoulders indifferently. "She could be killed because of your foolishness, or worse, she could be sold off as a slave to a top official. It all depends on what you do," she coldly informed me, casually tucking her hair behind her ear. "Your actions will determine if your useless mother deserves to live or not. So, from now on, I advise you to be careful around the royals," she stated loudly, causing me to tremble in fear. "I will be back for her. Stay with her, High Priestess," Lady Kira commanded before walking out of the room, leaving me alone with the priestess.

I remained silent, my head bowed down. Suddenly, I felt a comforting hand on my shoulder and looked up to see the priestess smiling at me. I couldn't fathom why she was smiling while I was in such distress. It was because of me that my mother was in trouble, and she could potentially lose her life.

"My name is Alina," she introduced herself kindly. "The moment you walked into the room, I caught a glimpse of your future," she revealed, gently squeezing my shoulder. "I know you are mated with the princes."

My eyes widened in shock, wondering who this mysterious priestess was and how she could possess such insight. Then, to my astonishment, her hair changed color from brown to white. "I see you with all three of them, seated on a throne," she continued with a heavy sigh. "But, I must warn you, little girl. Until the princes feel a genuine connection with you, never mention that you are their mate, or else you will face a terrible fate," she cautioned, her voice filled with concern. With that, she released her grip on my shoulder just as the door swung open, revealing Lady Kira entering with two maids, the same ones who had attended to me when I first arrived.

"Take care of her!" Lady Kira ordered the maids. Startled, I jumped to my feet and instinctively moved backward, desperately trying to distance myself from the girls. Their cruel treatment during my previous bathing experience had left a lasting impact on me, and I never wanted to endure such humiliation again. "Why are you moving backward?" Lady Kira shouted at me.

"I..." I stammered, unable to form a coherent response.

‘’Number 28!’’ she shouted the name given to me, and my eyes widened in shock. I had a name, yet they chose to call me by such a dehumanizing designation. ‘’You will listen to me,’’ she grabbed my ear and pulled me closer to the girls. ‘’Bathe her and get her ready in thirty minutes. She will be serving the prince tonight!’’ I landed on the ground at the feet of the girls, feeling a mix of fear and resignation.

Their grins sent shivers down my spine. I tried to speak, but my voice seemed to have deserted me. The events of the day had rendered me mute. ‘’Plea…’’ I finally found my voice, but it was ignored as Lady Kira and Alina walked out of the room, leaving me in the clutches of the maids.

‘’Stand up, Number 28,’’ the girls shouted at me, forcefully pulling me to my feet. ‘’You are lucky to serve the royal princes, but I have seen many girls like you who ended up dying in the end,’’ one of the girls muttered, shaking her head with a hint of pity.

They dragged me towards the bathroom, and I braced myself for the agonizing process that awaited me, as they scrubbed my body harshly, making me feel as if my very existence was being erased. Silently, tears streamed down my face as I endured the pain, both physical and emotional.

Once they were done, I was dressed in yet another pretty dress, this time in blue, as it was supposedly the prince's favorite color. Everything was meticulously prepared, leaving me with no time to even look around and absorb my surroundings. My mind was consumed with thoughts of the first prince and the unknown horrors he might subject me to. But amidst my trepidation, my heart ached for my mother, and I couldn't help but worry about what she was enduring at that very moment. I prayed that she would somehow be safe and protected.

When we arrived at a golden door, Alina announced our arrival and it swung open from the inside. As I entered the pitch-black room, I knew I wasn't alone.

The mate bond pulled me straight towards a unique scent that I couldn't quite place - it was the prince's scent, but I couldn't sense his presence in the mirror. I only knew it was his room because of the mate bond. Standing in the middle of the room, I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but the light never came on. I heard only the sound of my own racing heart and wondered what would happen next.

Then, the door closed behind me and my heart rate spiked. "Hello?" I called out, but received no response. Suddenly, I felt a cold hand grab my shoulder, making me scream out in terror. The hand pressed down hard on my shoulder, but then I felt the prince's breath on my neck.

"We haven't even started f*****g yet and you're already screaming," he muttered into my ear. I shivered at the sound of his deep voice and let out a whimper as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I couldn't believe how he managed to enter the room without me noticing - I couldn't even smell him.

"Shall we?" he nibbled on my ear, and I felt my legs go weak. "Let's begin," he chuckled, his tone laced with evil intent.

I knew then that I was done for.