Forced to be the Triplet's breeder

I see the world brighter with her

Ace's POV

"Your Highness," my bodyguard, Henry, bowed his head as he entered my room. "I have brought the news," he announced. I nodded, signaling for him to proceed, and he bowed his head again before speaking.

"According to the news, thirty-five girls have been moved to the outskirts of the city and buried."

"Thirty-five girls?" I muttered under my breath, clenching my fists. I couldn't believe that thirty-five girls had already been killed because my brothers and I needed to survive and break the curse that plagued us. These girls were mostly from the forsaken realm, rankless wolves who had fallen victim to this cruel act. "I can't believe this," I rubbed my forehead and let out a deep sigh as I stood up from the chair I was sitting on. Suddenly, a sharp headache struck, and when I tried to open my eyes, all I could see was darkness.

"Your Highness," Henry moved to my side and placed his hand on my shoulder, but I slapped it away.

"Don't touch me," I warned him, knowing that it would only make things worse. I rubbed my eyes until I could see again, albeit not clearly. I sat back down on the chair and heaved another deep sigh. "Damn."

"The headaches again, Your Highness?" Henry asked.

"It's nothing to worry about," I replied, continuing to rub my eyes, hoping for clearer vision. However, everything remained a blur, and I knew that if I didn't find a way to break the curse that had befallen my brothers and me, I could become permanently blind. "I'll be fine. Gather more information about those girls who were killed and report back to me," I ordered him.

Henry bowed his head and turned to leave the room, but he suddenly stopped. "Your Highness, I believe your heir will liberate you from the curse, and you will be able to rule as our Alpha King," he told me before walking out.

I slammed my hands on the table, thinking about what my father had told me a week ago about what I would have to rid myself of before inheriting the throne. "I'm not going to give the throne to a disabled man, so we have to find a way to break this curse," his words resounded in my head as I stared into space. To become the Alpha King, I had to ensure I had an heir, but none of the girls survived after spending a night with me, and now another was doomed to die.

That night, I waited patiently on my bed for my newest victim, who was destined to meet the same fate as the others before her. However, this girl proved to be different from the rest. She was the only one who had looked into my eyes, as well as those of my brothers, and dared to speak back to my parents. There was something intriguing about her, but it was unfortunate that she, too, would soon meet her end like the others.

"The breeder has arrived!" the royal guards announced at the entrance of my room, signaling the entrance of the rankless wolf. Wolves without ranks were not supposed to possess any distinct scent, yet this girl was different.

As she stepped into the room, I caught a whiff of lavender. The scent affected me, causing me to spring to my feet and follow her aroma. Even without the light in the room, I navigated effortlessly, having learned to survive in darkness in case the curse left me blind forever.

"Hello," she shouted, her actions amusing me. Every girl brought before me had always remained silent until I made the first move. But this girl was different, displaying bravery that intrigued me. I moved behind her without her noticing and whispered into her ear, "We haven't even started f*****g yet, and you're already screaming." The girl trembled under my touch, her heavy breathing audible in the darkness.

It brought a smile to my face. "Shall we begin?"

"I..." she stuttered, opening her mouth to speak.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!" I shouted at her, wondering where the feisty girl I had seen before had suddenly disappeared to.

"I don't want this!" she yelled back, and I chuckled before turning her around and wrapping my hand around her neck.

"If you didn't want this, then you wouldn't have come," I tightened my grip on her neck. "You knew why you were here, so why the hell are you acting as if you were forced?"

The girl slapped her hands on mine as she struggled against me, but I held on, waiting patiently to see if she would give up like the rest of the girls. "You chose death the moment you walked into this room, so don't blame me if I'm selfish and want to get rid of you."

"As if I... want to be here!" she gasped in reply.

I laughed like a maniac and released my grip on her neck. She coughed, panting for breath. "Foolish of you to walk in here and act as if you'll ever be the same," I grabbed her hand again and pulled her closer to me, inhaling the soothing scent of lavender that clung to her. It seemed to chase away the regular headaches that plagued me every few minutes. Since she entered the room, I hadn't experienced any of them, and I wondered if it was because of her or if the attacks were simply delayed.

"I don't have all night, as you'll have to prepare to serve my brothers too," I made a sinister laugh and tore her clothes before pushing her onto the bed.

"What are you going to do to me?" she yelled, attempting to get up from the bed, but I pushed her back down. "How the hell can you see in this darkness?" she asked.

"I have grown accustomed to darkness over the years, so I know my way around it," I replied.

"Are you going to rape me?"

"Rape?" I tutted. "Why would I rape you when you are a sacrificial lamb to me?" I retorted, stretching my hand to the wall beside the bed, and the light came on. Closing my eyes for a moment as the light blinded me, I gradually adjusted to the brightness. When I finally fluttered my eyes open, I was shocked to find that I could see clearly.

The room appeared brighter than I had anticipated, and I didn't have to rub my eyes to focus. I looked at the girl and noticed her eyes were fixed on me. Taking a closer look at her eyes, I was drawn in. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy that she could see the world with her beautiful obsidian eyes. "You're lucky," I muttered under my breath.

"I don't want to be here, and I certainly don't want to be your breeder!" she yelled, bringing me back to my senses. In that moment of newfound sight, I had momentarily forgotten why she was in my room.

"I don't care!" I shouted back, pushing her onto the bed and pinning her hands above her head. "Let's just get this over with and see if you can survive, unlike the rest of the girls," I grinned at her as I used my other hand to lower her dress. However, my actions abruptly halted as I noticed the marks all over her body.

"What the hell is..." I paused, turning her over to satisfy my curiosity. "What are you doing?" she struggled against me. To avoid interruption, I restrained her by placing her hands behind her back and lowered her dress until I could see the bruises and scars that covered her body. I was shocked to discover that she was branded with a number just below her neck.

"28," I read out the number as my finger trailed around it. "Who did this to you?" I demanded, wondering why I suddenly felt concerned about a girl who would soon meet the same fate as the others serving my brothers and me. I shouldn't be feeling this way, but there was a strange connection I felt towards her. Additionally, I wanted to understand why my constant headaches had ceased and why the world appeared brighter when she was around.

The girl burst into laughter and forcefully pushed me away. "Stop pretending that the royals aren't responsible for what has happened!" she yelled. Before I could even blink, she removed her hairpin and stabbed me in the neck. "Die!" she exclaimed, driving the pin deeper into my neck.

Taking advantage of the moment, she swiftly fled from the room. I pulled the pin from my neck and placed my hand over the bleeding wound. "What a foolish act," I muttered under my breath.

The door to my room burst open as Henry hurried in. "Your Highness!" he rushed to my side and tried to help me up from the ground, but my concern was more focused on the girl who had recklessly attacked me, even at the cost of her own life. "Your Highness," Henry spoke as he assisted me to stand. When I turned to face him, everything appeared blurred, and the vibrant colors that I had seen earlier vanished. The persistent headache returned, indicating that I could only see the world clearly when she was near. I glanced towards the room's entrance, pondering who the girl was and how she possessed such powers. The ability to cure my blindness intrigued me. There was undoubtedly a connection between us, and I yearned to unravel its secrets.

"Find her," I commanded Henry, hoping he would locate her before the royal guards did.