Tripartite Mate || 18+

Chapter 4

I gaped at the beauty of the pack as I walked past houses. Each house was straight out of a fairy tale. Instead of modernity, their pack had traditional houses with a touch of modernity. The modernity was highlighted through floor-to-ceiling glasses and decor. Of course, there are bound to be houses that are very fairy-like.

"This pack is stunning, Aunt. I have never seen a pack so beautiful. Not that I've been to any but this is unlike anything I've heard of," I expressed my thoughts about the pack, my eyes filled with awe.

"I told you, didn't I? There is no pack like Storm Forest. This pack is breathtaking," she expressed proudly.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg. You should see Alpha's house. That house is something I would die for. It's chef's kiss, okay," Lola sighed.

"Now I'm curious about it," I chuckled.

"I will beg Alphas to give us a tour. You should see their house before you die. I dare say they have the best of the best house there is to exist," she commented.

"I highly doubt that but okay. I'll judge it for myself if it's the best of the best or not," I said.

"You'll swallow your word back when you see it," she said. I nodded and shifted my attention back to the houses that enthralled me.

Back home, our houses are built in a large clearing surrounded by the forest. You could find a tree or two in the pack but that is all. Unlike any other pack, they didn't build the pack in the large clearing. Instead, they built the pack right in between the forest.

From what I noticed, they cleared trees only in the place where the house was built. So that leaves the house surrounded by trees. Another thing I noticed is that they made the house in the places where sunlight flutters the most.

The houses weren't enormous but instead built in not-so-big places. What made up for the space was the storey of the houses. Every house had at least four storeys. It was impressive that they were so conservative towards nature as much as it was bizarre and refreshing.

The clatter in the distance caught my attention, shifting my attention from the houses. Enormous, neck-breaking big beasts were standing in a group and talking in their beast voices. Their presence reminded me why this pack is considered one of the strongest even with a small population. These beasts could wreck a small werewolf pack alone. Together, they can go against the strongest werewolf pack easily. Their immense strength is what makes them one of the strongest packs, even with just 250 Lycans.

Even my pack, which is one of the largest packs, with 2000 wolves, is nothing if we go against them.

"So, this is our house. What do you think?" Aunt Jennifer made a tada gesture with her hands toward her house, waiting for my reaction.

"It's beautiful," I gasped, giving my honest opinion. I couldn't tell how many floors the house had but I could tell it was very well made. It was massive too, unlike other houses I have seen until now. "Your house is so big compared to all the houses."

"Oh, no. They are just as massive. What you saw was only the front of the house. Most of the houses here have stairs in the front that's why you can't see how big they are," she said.

"I don't understand what that means," I smacked my lips together, trying to figure out what she meant. Back to Aunt's house. It was the perfect form of a tree house combined with a house. It kind of looked like a hotel that's gonna cost you a fortune.

All the stairs that lead you to the top of the house were built outside. They had cabin-like structures connected floor by floor. The ground cabin was connected to the spacious terrace on the side. From the terrace, the stairs led up to the first floor. On the first floor, there were two cabins separated by a big terrace. From the middle of the terrace, the stairs led up to the second floor. There was a terrace on the floor but it was on the back side of the house. The stairs split into two that connected the two cabins. From the side of the second floor, stairs led to the last floor. There was only one cabin with no terrace on that floor.

"Can I take a tour inside?" I asked Aunt Jennifer, my feet tickling to explore all the cabins.

"Lola at your service, ma'am," Lola puffed her chest out and pulled me into the house. We entered the living room and my mouth dropped open.

"Heavens," I gasped. The living room was heaven for book lovers. They dedicated a whole wall to the books. There was a small ladder that was connected to a reading spot on the top that overlooked the forest. There was an L-shaped sofa near the glass wall beside the book wall. A center table was placed in the middle and a small chair near it.

On the far end of the sofa was the entrance gate and on the further side was a perfectly planned kitchen and a countertop with high chairs.

There was a bathroom connected to the living room and another glass door that connected the living room and the porch on the side. We exited from the back door to the porch. They have many flowers and plants to decorate the porch with. There were also a couple of sitting areas and a dining area.

On the first floor, one of the cabins belonged to Aunt and Uncle.

"This is my parent's area," she pointed to the cabin that belongs to them. "Would you like to take a look inside?"

"No, thank you," I scrunched my nose in distaste. One thing you should know about my Aunt is that she is a messy and careless person. I wouldn't be surprised if I walked in on something inappropriate lying around the room and I would like to prevent my eyes from seeing something I shouldn't.

"Nice choice," Lola snorted. "Let's go to that one," she pointed to the cabin on the opposite side.

"This, my friend, is a guest room where you won't be staying," she commented.

"What the hell," I barked out a laugh at her posture. She was standing with her hands open wide as she pointed to the cabin with an expression that screamed "Your majesty, I present to you this splendid cabin."

"You'll be living in the cabin that's closest to mine," she pointed to the cabin on the second floor that was the closest to the lone cabin on the third floor.

If my guess is correct, she lives on the third floor.

"Let's go to your room, now and after dropping your bag, let's go to my room," she said, pulling me to my temporary room.

"Tada, I prepared everything myself," she slammed the door open to the perfect bedroom. All sides of the wall were made of glass. Right after entering the room, I was met with a queen-sized bed with the fluffiest setting.

"This is so cute," I squealed, falling face flat on the bed. My body sank into the bed and I moaned in content.

"Do you like it?" Lola asked nervously.

"I love it so much," I stated. I turned my head from side to side to feel the softness and that's when I noticed the bathroom. Everything was exposed. Thankfully the bathroom was facing the forest and not the pack, though it is possible to look if you are looking from the direction my bed is. And of course, the bathroom was a work of art. It was covered in greenery that provided comfort and calmness. Just looking at it made me twitch to get a bath.

Later, I reminded myself. I have yet to see Lola's bedroom and only after seeing it will I take a bath.

"Let's go and see my room now, shall we?" Lola announced as if she read my mind.

"Yes, let's go," I jumped from the bed, and linking our hands, we left for her room.

"Girl, this is perfect," I gaped at her room. Her room was a mixture of leather, wood, plants, and glass. The walls were made of glass like any other cabin in the house. There was also a loft in the room. On the lower part of the room was her sleeping area and the study while the upper part was the lounge area.

In the middle of the lower part was a leather bed with a long ass table on the side. In front of the bedside table was a leather stool, and on the side wall was a chest of drawers with a big plant on top, paired with bedside light, and some artifacts.

On the opposite side of the bed were big wooden boxes filled with big plants that added an accent to the room. The farthest side of the room had a study area.

On the side of the study table was the stair that led up to the loft. The loft had a leather couch against the glass wall with side stools and lots of plants and candles. It was the perfect space to spend rainy days in.

"Girl, can we exchange rooms?" I sighed, my eyes drooling at her space.

"No," she deadpanned. "Enough of the tour, Girl. Quickly settle in and for God's sake take a shower. You smell like a wet dog. I can't show you around the pack with you smelling like a mutt."

As much as her words were offensive, it was true. Because I was wet in my wolf form when I met them, the smell clung to me. With our noses as sensitive as ours, it smelled like hell.

"I'm going to scrub myself clean," I cried out, wincing as I smelled myself.

"Yes, yes, yes! Scrub yourself clean," she guided me out of the room, not so discreetly leaving the door open so it could freshen her room clean of my smell.

"I can't find it in myself to blame you," I smacked my lips together and walked to my room but not before filling her off and saying, "But still, take this."

Lola laughed hysterically as I swayed my hips with attitude as I walked down the stairs leading to my bedroom.

After reaching my room, I stripped myself of my clothes, leaving my body exposed as I selected the clothes for today from my big ass duffle bag. As I skimped through the bag, I found a couple of lingerie and slutty undergarments my Mom had packed for me.

Now, normally I'm not so deranged but the lacey garments had me drooling. I chose the black lace bra and panty set and for the clothes, I chose a beige button-down paired with a brown wrap top and a white satin skirt.

The outfit was cute, and elegant at the same time, and it was my go-to look. With excitement bubbling inside me, I entered the bathroom for a shower.

You might wonder why I was excited - let me tell you why. I was excited because there was a tiny chance that I might find my mate here. And that was the reason I chose the sexy lingerie. I want to be prepared for the possible outcome of meeting my mate and us getting down on it like rabbits. I want to leave my mate with a lasting expression. Just thinking of meeting my soulmate left me all giddy and excited.

Lola was aware of my preference in things and she prepared everything accordingly. I could see the amount of attention she put into welcoming me and it warmed my heart. I silently thanked the heavens for giving her to me as my sister.

Breaking out of my thoughts, I took the generous amount of body scrub she prepared for me and gently scrubbed every inch of my body clean. After a quick shower, I shaved myself clean before taking another shower to make sure I was squeaky clean and not smelling like a wet mutt.

Loving the smell of lemongrass wafting off of me (our girl is obsessed with the smell of lemongrass), I washed my hair next. After I was done, I spent quite a time in the shower because I loved how it smelled. It was soothing. As I was enjoying the water glide on my skin, I noticed a movement from my peripheral vision.

"Hot damn," I whispered as my eyes met with a muscular back. Thanks to my wolf vision, looking at something in the distance was a piece of cake. I drooled at the man who was working out in his home and my eyes raked over every muscle that twitched with every movement.

As if sensing my eyes on him, he turned. I gaped like a fish as my eyes connected to the V leading to the band of his sweatpants.

"Oh, no," I quickly snapped out of it as I remembered just like how I can see him, he can do so as well.

I internally thanked Lola for providing a curtain in the bathroom. I pulled the curtain, blocking our view of each other.

With flaming cheeks and embarrassment, I quickly dressed and bolted out of the room. I was too embarrassed to stay any longer in that room. I sneakily climbed up to Lola's room, to avoid meeting my gaze with that man again, and used her things to doll myself up. I found a cute pearl stud in her room that went well with the dress so I took it, used her blush on my lips and cheeks, and after doing my hair, I made my way to the living room where Aunt, Lola, and Uncle Luke were gathered.

Uncle Luke was reading a book on the couch while Lola and Aunt were shuffling around in the kitchen.

“What are you making, Aunt Jenny?” I questioned as I attempted to peek over her shoulder. It was impossible though, as she towered over me.

As you can guess, I'm the shortest one in my family; even my mom towers over me. Heck, I think I’m the shortest one in my pack. If it wasn’t for my resemblance to my parents, I would’ve sworn I was adopted.

Only at times like this, do I feel bad about my height. I can never peek over anyone's shoulder. Never!

And that gained me the nickname "Shorty" from my friends back home. Now everyone calls me that in my pack, always treating me like a child, which can be annoying sometimes. As someone who detests attention, my height gains me quite the attention I could do better without.

“I’m making meatballs and rice with sides of mashed potatoes, garlic mushrooms, and garlic noodles,” Aunt Jennifer’s voice breaks my chain of thoughts.

Shaking my head slightly, I nod in response. I was eager to taste her food. She was the best cook, in my opinion. She hands down makes the best meatballs, and I could hardly wait to gobble everything down. For a food lover like me, she was a sweet haven.

Excited, I settled on the dining chair but Lola informed me that it's the tradition of her pack to eat dinner together. She explained that they are one big family and to make their bonds stronger, they always eat together.

My mouth formed an O in awe as I acknowledged the information. It was awe aspiring to see such a cute bond between a pack. Normally, every pack holds three meals per day but everyone doesn't need to attend. Some eat with the pack, some don't.

"I'm done, girls. Let's quickly get to the dining area," Aunt Jennifer shouted from the kitchen.

"Let's go, girl," Lola squealed and grabbed my hand. Sighing, I let her lead me to the pack dining room but my mouth hung open at what I saw. I was expecting a large dining room in the packhouse. What I wasn't expecting was a large clearing in the middle of the pack with few trees lingering around, a well-decorated impossibly big table with cute chairs around it, and fairy lights, wooden lanterns, and candles decorating the tabletop. The area around and the top of the table was also decorated with big fairy lights.

It was breathtaking, to say the least. However, the precious moment was broken by a heated gaze on my ass, which I ignored. Some horny ass unmated male is the least of my concern. What I focused my attention on was the warm welcome I received from the other pack members. Everyone smiled at me sweetly and I returned their smiles with a warm heart.

As much as I was glad by their warm welcome, I was ashamed too. I was judging them so hard before even meeting them and I was all wrong about it. Being a Lycan doesn't mean they don't know how to warm up to others.

"Viola, come here," Lola beckoned me to the empty chair beside her, and sliding the guilt aside, I settled down beside her. As I looked around, I noticed four empty chairs.

"What's that for?" I asked Lola, pointing to the four chairs that were evidently reserved for the heads of the pack.

"That's where our Alpha and two Beta sit," she whispered.

"I can tell that much. I want to know what's with the extra empty chair," I asked.

"Oh, that's reserved for our Luna," she said with a smile.

"I thought they hadn't found their mate?" I asked, recalling the gossip I heard about them being unmated.

"Yeah, they hadn't," she nodded her head. Before I could ask her another question, I suddenly smelt the most amazing scent that made me weak. Scents, to be exact.

One of the smells was earthly and rain. The second smell was woodsy, taking on a pine scent. The third scent was spicy with a hint of leather and it was enthralling. Each scent was different from the other and each one of them held me in a trance.

I whipped my head in the direction the scent was coming from. As my eyes fell on one of the three men who made the entrance, my wolf howled, "Mate."

As if in a trance, my eyes moved on to the second one and once again my wolf exclaimed, "Mate!

I was still reeling from the discovery of the first two, but my eyes shifted to the final man. My eyes widened into saucers when my wolf repeated her statement for the third time.

I took in a deep harsh breath. I blinked once, twice, and then blank!

Just before everything faded to darkness, I heard three simultaneous growls and claims.

“Mine.”

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