When a person transmigration into a fictional novel as a weak, orphaned omega, they can rewrite their predetermined tragic fate by forming meaningful connections with powerful characters who become protective of them, ultimately finding happiness through mutual understanding and compromise rather than following the original story's tragic ending.
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I Reincarnated Into a Novel and Accidentally Collected 3 Obsessed Alphas | BL Story
Added:Title: The Omega. They all fought to protect Hook. I transmigrated into a novel as a weak, orphaned omega, only to discover that the three most powerful men in the empire are all obsessed with claiming me. The problem? They each think I belong to them alone. And I'm running out of excuses to avoid all three. Dashful story part one. The contract. The first thing Leanu felt when he opened his eyes was hunger. Not the dramatic poetic kind of hunger. The hollow knowing haven to eaten in two days kind that made his head swim and his hand shake. The second thing he felt was confusion. He was lying on a thin straw mattress in a freezing attic room.
The ceiling sloped so low he couldn't stand. The single window was cracked, letting in a bitter wind that smelled of rain and poverty. And in his mind, an entire novel's worth of memories crashed into him like a wave. Oh no, he had transmigrated. Not into the hero, not into the love interest, not even into a memorable side character. He had become Leenu, the orphaned omega villain of Crown of Thorns, a novel he'd binge read at 3:00 a.m. while eating instant noodles. the character who schemed, betrayed, and ultimately died alone in a ditch, forgotten by everyone. Perfect. A knock on the door made him flinch. Young master. A thin, nervous voice came through the rotting wood. The Duke's carriage has arrived. Lee, you blinked.
The Duke's carriage. Then the original novel's plot surfaced in his memory.
This was the scene where the villain him sold himself into a contract marriage with Duke Kalin Blackwood to escape poverty. In the original story, the villain used this marriage to spy on the Duke for the enemy kingdom. Leian Yu had no intention of spying on anyone. He had no intention of dying in a ditch either, but he did need food and shelter and maybe, just maybe, a chance to rewrite this story. He stood up, wobbled slightly, and opened the door. The servant who greeted him was skeletal and terrified. The Duke is waiting, young master. Please, please don't keep him waiting. Leanu followed him down rickety stairs, through a crumbling manner that had once been beautiful, and into a drawing room that smelled of mold and desperation. And there, standing by the window like a statue carved from winter itself, was Duke Kalin Blackwood. Oh, the novel's description hadn't done him justice. He was tall, absurdly, impossibly tall. Lean was 5'4 in on a good day, and the Duke must have been at least 6'4 in, broad shoulders that strained against a black military coat, dark hair swept back from a sharp aristocratic face, gray eyes that looked at Leenu the way a hawk might look at a mouse. But the mouse had nothing to lose. Your grace, Lienu bowed as gracefully as his shaking legs would allow. Thank you for coming. The Duke said nothing for a long moment. His gaze traveled slowly over Lien Yu<unk>s too thin frame, his patched clothes, the dark circles under his eyes. Then he spoke. "You're smaller than the portrait suggested." Lien Yu<unk>s first genuine reaction, completely unplanned, was a snort of laughter. "I'm sorry," he said, clapping a hand over his mouth. "That's that's not how I meant to react. It's just you're the one who's taller than any building I've ever seen. And you're calling me small. The Duke's expression didn't change, but something flickered in those gray eyes. Something that might have been amusement. The contract is on the table, Kalin said, gesturing with one gloved hand. Read it. Sign it or don't. I don't have time for games. I don't have time for games. Leanu mimicked in his head. Very original.
Your grumpiness. But he picked up the contract and read it carefully. marriage of convenience for two years. The Duke would provide housing, food, clothing, and a monthly allowance. In exchange, Leenu would attend social functions as the Duke's spouse and manage the household. Nothing about spying. Nothing about betrayal. Leanu picked up the pen.
Wait, he looked up. The Duke hadn't moved from the window, but his jaw was tight. You're signing without negotiation. I'm hungry, Leanu said honestly. And cold. And I don't have anything to negotiate with. You could give me a worse deal and I'd still take it because the alternative is starving in this attic. He signed his name with a flourish. So, when do we leave? The Duke stared at him for a long, unreadable moment. Then, he walked forward, removed his heavy black coat, and draped it over Lean Yu<unk>s shoulders. The coat swallowed him completely. The hem dragged on the floor. The sleeves flopped past his fingers, and the collar rose up to his nose. He probably looked like a child playing dress up. But it was warm and it smelled like pine and old books and something deeper, something that made his omega instincts purr in contentment. Now, the Duke said and walked out the door. Lean stood there drowning in a coat that cost more than his entire manner and thought, "This is either the smartest or dumbest thing I've ever done." Dash. Part two, the Blackwood estate. The estate was ridiculous. Leanu had read about grand mansions and novels, but seeing one in person was different. marble floors that reflected his tiny reflection.
Chandeliers that probably cost more than his entire bloodline. Servants who bowed so low their noses almost touched the ground. And everywhere everywhere, the Duke's cold, gray presence loomed. The first week was awkward. Kalin Blackwood was not a talker. He gave orders in short, clipped sentences. He ate breakfast in silence while reading correspondence. He disappeared for hours to attend to Duke business and returned with blood on his cuffs that he never explained. Leianu, meanwhile, tried to figure out how to survive in this strange new life. He learned the servants's names on the first day, something the original villain had never bothered to do. He asked the cook to teach him simple recipes. He discovered that the estate's library had a secret reading nook behind a fake bookshelf, and he claimed it as his own. On day three, the Duke found him there. Leanu was curled up in the nook, knees to his chest, reading a romance novel that made him giggle every few pages. A blanket was wrapped around his shoulders. A cup of hot chocolate sat beside him. He looked, he later realized, utterly undignified. The Duke's head appeared in the gap between the bookshelves. "You're not in your room, Leenne. You didn't flinch. You're not in your study. The study is boring. The bedroom is lonely."
They stared at each other. Then the Duke did something unexpected. He crouched down, which was a production given how tall he was, and squeezed into the nook beside Leen Yu. There was not enough room. His massive shoulder pressed against Lien Yu<unk>s smaller one. His knee bumped Lien Yu<unk>s thigh. His arm had nowhere to go except behind Lien Yu's back, which meant accidentally or not, he was essentially holding him.
"What are you reading?" the Duke asked.
Lean Yu showed him the cover. The Duke's ears turned red. That's That's inappropriate literature. It's a romance novel. Your grace. The most scandalous thing in it is a handhold on page 247.
The Duke made a sound. It might have been a laugh. It was hard to tell. They stayed in the nook for two hours. The Duke didn't speak. He just sat there solid and warm while Leianu read aloud the funny parts. By the end, the Duke's arm had moved from behind Lienu<unk>s back to around his waist, and neither of them acknowledged it. This became a routine. Every evening, the Duke would find Leen Yu in the nook. Every evening, he would squeeze in beside him. Every evening, Leenu would read something, novels, poetry, even the funny gossip columns, and the Duke would listen in silence. On day nine, Leenu fell asleep against the Duke's shoulder. When he woke up, he was in his own bed, tucked under the covers with a glass of water and a note on the nightstand. The note said, "You talk in your sleep. You said the cook's pie is better than anything in your old life. I've instructed her to make it daily." Leanu smiled into his pillow. Dash part three. The prince arrives on day 14. Prince Caspian Veilmont showed up unannounced. Lean Yu was in the kitchen covered in flour, attempting to bake bread under the cook's patients supervision. He had flower on his nose, in his hair, and down the front of his oversized shirt.
He was having the time of his life. The kitchen door burst open. "Well, well, well," Leenu turned. A man stood in the doorway, golden hair that caught the light like spun honey, bright blue eyes sparkling with mischief, a smile that was equal parts charming and dangerous.
He was tall, not as tall as the Duke, but tall enough and dressed in clothes that screamed expensive. So this is the little omega who tamed the ice duke, the man said, strolling into the kitchen like he owned it. I expected someone more intimidating. Leanu blinked flower out of his eyelashes. And I expected someone who knocks. The man's smile widened. Oh, I like you, Prince Caspian.
The cook had dropped into a deep bow. We weren't expecting clearly. The prince plucked a piece of dough from the counter and popped it into his mouth.
Kalin didn't mention that his new husband was adorable. Lean Yu's face heated. I'm not. We're not. It's a contract, a contract marriage. The prince leaned against the counter, completely at ease. Even more interesting. So, you're available then.
I'm not available either. I'm just flower covered. The prince laughed. It was a nice laugh, warm and genuine, not the polished court laughu had expected.
I'm Caspian, the prince said, extending a hand. I'm Kalin's oldest friend, his biggest rival, and the second most annoying person in his life. The first is me on a bad day. Lien Yu shook his hand. Flower transferred. Leen Yu, currently the Duke's contract spouse, previously a starving orphan, currently very confused about why a prince is in a kitchen. I wanted to meet you. Why? The prince's smile softened into something more real. Because Kalin hasn't threatened to kill anyone in 2 weeks.
That's unprecedented. I had to see the miracle worker for myself. Before Leanu could respond, a cold voice came from the kitchen doorway. Caspian. The Duke stood there, gray eyes fixed on the prince's hand, which was still holding Leanne use. The prince didn't let go immediately. He squeezed once deliberately, then released. Kalin, darling, you look well. Marriage agrees with you. Get out of my kitchen. It's my kingdom's kitchen. Technically. Get out.
The prince winked at Leu. I'll be staying for a week. We'll have so much fun together. He strolled past the Duke, pausing to pat his shoulder. Relax, old friend. I'm not going to steal your little Omega. You couldn't if you tried.
We<unk>ll see about that. And then he was gone, leaving behind the scent of sandalwood in trouble. Lienu looked at the Duke. The Duke looked at Lienu. He's a lot. Leen Yu said. The Duke's jaw flexed. He's insufferable. You're jealous. I'm not. You're glaring at the door he left through. The Duke said nothing, but his hand, the one hanging at his side, curled into a fist. Leanu had a smile behind his flowery hand.
Dash. Part four. Hunting trip. The prince's week-long visit turned into two weeks. He attached himself to Leenu like a persistent shadow. Breakfast together.
Walks in the garden. Afternoon tea where he told ridiculous stories about the Duke's childhood, including the time Kalin fell into a pond while trying to impress a girl and emerged covered in algae. His face was green, Caspian said, giggling. Not from embarrassment. From the pond scum. Lean you laughed so hard tea came out of his nose. The Duke sitting across from them looked murderous. I was 12. You were pathetic.
I pushed you into that same pond the next day and I looked fabulous doing it.
Lean, you watched them bicker and felt something warm settle in his chest. They were obviously close the kind of close that came from years of friendship and rivalry. It was nice. It was also, he noticed, making the Duke more expressive than he'd ever been. But the real shift happened during the hunting trip. The Duke had organized a boar hunt, a traditional noble event that Leanu had no intention of participating in. He planned to stay at the camp, read his book, and enjoy the autumn weather. Then the prince said, "Come on, little Omega.
I'll protect you." And the Duke said, "He's not going." And Caspian said, "He can decide for himself, can't he?" And suddenly, Leanu was on a horse riding into the forest, sandwiched between two overprotective alphas who kept glaring at each other over his head. "This is fine," he told himself. "Everything is fine." An hour into the hunt, they got separated from the main party. Lean Yu wasn't sure how it happened. One moment they were following the hounds. The next the prince had veered left, the duke had veered right, and Lien Yu<unk>s horse, a placid mare named Buttercup, had followed neither. She'd taken a narrow deer path into deeper forest. By the time Leanu realized he was alone, the sun was starting to set. "Okay," he said aloud. "Okay, this is fine. I'll just follow the path back." The path forked, then forked again, then disappeared entirely. Leanu dismounted, tied Buttercup to a tree, and tried to remember the survival tips he'd read in novels. Stay calm, find water, build shelter. A twig snapped behind him. He spun around. A massive wolf stood 20 ft away. It was the largest wolf Leanu had ever seen. Silver fur, amber eyes, shoulders as high as his waist. It wasn't growling. It wasn't snarling. It was just watching him. Lienu's omega instinct screamed two conflicting messages. Run. And that's an alpha.
Submit. He did neither. He stood very still, heart pounding, and said, "Nice wolf. Good wolf. I'm probably not tasty.
I haven't eaten well in weeks. Very stringy." The wolf tilted its head. Then it took a step forward. Lean's breath caught, but something in the wolf's eyes, something familiar, made him pause. Amber eyes. General Ran Ashvale, the wolf shifter. The third most powerful alpha in the empire. He had amber eyes. "You're the general," Leenu whispered. The wolf shifted. Not dramatically, not with special effects.
One moment there was a wolf. The next there was a man towering, silver-haired, built like a mountain kneeling on the forest floor. General Ran Ashvale looked up at Lienu with those same amber eyes.
"Omega," he said. His voice was deep and rough like stones grinding together.
"Safe?" Lien Yu<unk>s knees went weak.
"You followed me?" The general stood. He was easily 6' 7 in, maybe taller. Lean you had to crane his neck to see his face. Sensed the general said danger.
Wolves came. There are wolves pack nearby. Not safe. Lean Yu<unk>s brain caught up. Wait. You sensed me from far away. How? We've never even met. The general stepped closer and closer. Until Lienu was backed against a tree, staring up at the massive man who now loomed over him. Sent, the general said simply.
Yours comes. Lean used calming pherommones, the hidden power from the novel. He hadn't even realized they were active. You can smell them. The general nodded. Then he did something unexpected. He leaned down way way down and pressed his nose into Lien Yu<unk>s hair. Lien Yu froze. The general inhaled slowly, then made a sound, a low rumbling sound that vibrated through Lien Yu<unk>s entire body. "Mine," the general said. Then his eyes widened as if he hadn't meant to say that. He pulled back immediately, face unreadable. "Sorry," he said. "Shouldn't have he shook his head, frustrated with his own lack of words." "Follow. Take you back." He shifted back into wolf form, large, silver, terrifying, and waited. Lee and Yu, still trembling from the intensity of that moment, climbed onto the wolf's back, and they rode through the forest. As the stars came out, dash part five. Jealousy and tension when they emerged from the forest. Chaos awaited. The Duke had 20 soldiers searching. The prince had personally ridden into the deepest part of the woods. Both of them looked wild, hair, disheveled, eyes frantic, clothes torn from branches. Then they saw Lien Yu on the wolf's back. The general shifted back to human form, catching Lienu as he slid off. His massive hand span Lean Yu<unk>s waist easily. He set him down gently, like handling something precious. The Duke reached them first.
"Where were you?" His voice was sharp, but his hand shook as they cuped Lien Yu<unk>s face, tilting it side to side, checking for injuries. Are you hurt? Did something happen? I'm fine, Leanu said.
The general found me. There was a wolf packed the general. The duke's gaze snapped to Ran. Something dark passed over his face. You touched him. The general met his glare evenly. Protected, kept safe. His waist. You touched his waist. Had to catch him. The prince arrived slightly out of breath. His usual playful demeanor was gone, replaced by something sharper. His eyes flicked from Lienu to the general to the Duke. "Well," the prince said, voice light, but edges dangerous. "Seems we have a new contender." Lien Yu looked between the three alphas. The Duke cold, jealous, standing too close, hand still on Lien Yu<unk>s face. The prince watching, calculating, smile not reaching his eyes. The general silent, towering, still standing protectively behind Lien Yu<unk>s shoulder. What have I gotten myself into? Dash. Part six.
Living together. The general didn't leave. He had been invited to the estate for diplomatic discussions, a flimsy excuse that everyone saw through, but no one could refuse a war hero, so Ran Ashvale stayed and stayed and stayed.
His guest room was three doors down from Leen Yu. He ate meals at the same table.
He accompanied Leenu on morning walks through the garden, walking silently beside him like a silver shadow. The Duke hated it. The prince found it amusing until he realized the general was a genuine rival. The first major jealousy incident happened during breakfast. Lienu had baked bread again.
He was getting good at it and was passing a warm loaf around the table.
When he reached the general, Ran didn't take the bread. He took Lien Yu<unk>s hand. Everyone froze. The general lifted Lien Yu<unk>s hand to his nose and inhaled deeply. "Smells good," he said quietly. "You." The prince's spoon clattered onto his plate. The Duke's coffee cup cracked in his grip. Lean Yu<unk>s face turned the color of ripe tomatoes. "Is that you can't just can't?" The general looked genuinely confused. "Why? because it's it's inappropriate. You're not mated. That's not that's not the point. You smell like honey and rain. The general released his hand slowly wanted to remember. The prince laughed, but it was strained.
Ran, you can't just sniff people at breakfast. There are rules. Whose rules?
Society's rules. Society is stupid.
Leanu buried his face in his hands. The Duke was staring at the general with murder in his eyes. The prince was torn between laughter and jealousy. And the general the general just went back to eating his bread completely unbothered.
That night lean you found a note under his pillow. Not from the general from the Duke. You smelled him. Let him sniff you. Why? And from the prince tucked into his book. If Iran gets to hold your hand, I'm holding it tomorrow. Fair's fair. Leenu laughed until he cried. Dash part seven. Sick bed care. 2 weeks later. Leenu got sick. It was nothing dramatic, just a cold. a sniffly, achy, miserable cold that left him wrapped in blankets on the library couch, nose red, eyes watery, feeling very sorry for himself. He did not expect visitors. The Duke arrived first. He stood in the doorway, looking deeply uncomfortable.
You're ill. Astute observation. Your grace. The physician said, "Rest. I am resting. See?" Lienu gestured weakly at his blanket cocoon. The Duke walked over, looked down at him, then very carefully sat on the edge of the couch, and pressed the back of his hand to Leen Yu<unk>s forehead. "You're warm. Cold makes you warm. That's how fevers work.
I know how fevers work. Then why did you state the obvious?" The Duke's lips twitched. "Because I don't know what else to say." Lean Yu<unk>s heart melted a little. You could say, "I hope you feel better. I hope you feel better.
That wasn't so hard. It was excruciating." Leanu laughed, which turned into a coughing fit. The Duke immediately panicked, pulling him upright, patting his back, looking like he was about to summon every physician in the empire. I'm fine, Leenu wheezed.
Just a cold. The Duke didn't look convinced, but he didn't leave either.
He stayed on the couch, let Leanu lean against his shoulder, and read aloud from a boring military history book until Leenu fell asleep. The prince arrived an hour later. He burst into the library like a whirlwind, carrying a tray of soup, blankets, and what looked like every medicine from the royal apothecary. move," he said to the Duke, who hadn't moved from Lien Yu<unk>s side. "I was here first. I brought soup.
I brought my shoulder. It's not a competition. Everything is a competition with you." Leanu woke up to find them arguing in whispers over who got to feed him soup. The prince won mostly because he threatened to tell embarrassing stories from the Duke's childhood. "The soup was good." The prince's hands were gentle when he held the spoon. His eyes, usually teasing, were soft with genuine worry. "You scared us," the prince said quietly. when you got lost in the forest. When you got sick. Don't do that again. I'll try not to. You'd better. He tucked a strand of hair behind Lien Yu<unk>s ear. Let his fingers linger.
The Duke made a low sound in his throat.
The general arrived last through the window. Literally through the window. He had shifted into wolf form, climbed a tree, and jumped onto the library balcony because the door was too slow.
He curled up at the foot of the couch in wolf form. Massive silver body taking up the entire end. His amber eyes watched Lienu with single-minded focus. If Lienu coughed, the general's ears flattened.
If Lienu shivered, the general inched closer. By the end of the day, Leenu was sandwiched between the Duke, solid and warm on one side, the prince, chatty and attentive on the other, and the general, a furry footrest who occasionally licked his ankle. It was ridiculous. It was overwhelming. It was the safest Leanu had ever felt. Dash Part 8.
Confrontations. The coup happened on a rainy autumn night. Lienu had known it was coming. The original novel's plot was reaching its climax. The enemy kingdom's agents had infiltrated the capital. They planned to assassinate the Duke, kidnap the prince, and frame the general for treason. In the original story, the Omega villain helped them.
Lean Yu had other plans. He didn't tell the alphas what he knew. How could he? I read this in a novel in my previous life. Wasn't exactly believable. So, he watched. He waited. He prepared. When the attack came, he was ready. The Duke was in his study when the assassin struck. Lienu heard the crash from three rooms away. He ran small feet pounding on marble floors and burst through the study door just as an assassin raised a dagger over the Duke's pin down form.
Lean Yu didn't think. He threw himself between them. The dagger caught his shoulder. Pain exploded through him white hot and immediate. He heard someone scream. He thought it might be himself. Then the world tilted and he was falling and three different voices were shouting his name. The Duke caught him. The prince cleared the room in a blur of violence. The general already in wolf form tore through the remaining assassins like they were made of paper.
And Leenyu, bleeding and dizzy, looked up at the dukestricken face and said, "Told you I wasn't useless. You idiot."
The Duke breathed. "You absolute idiot.
Your gratitude is overwhelming. Don't Don't joke. You're bleeding. You could have died, but I didn't. You threw yourself in front of a dagger. You were about to get stabbed. I would have survived. You don't know that." They were both shouting now, inches apart.
The Duke's hands pressed against Lien Yu<unk>s wound to stem the bleeding.
"The prince appeared beside them, face pale, pressing a cloth to Lien Yu<unk>s shoulder." "Both of you shut up," the prince said, voice shaking. "He's losing blood." The general back in human form knelt down. His massive hands hovered over Lien Yu<unk>s injury, trembling.
"Hurts?" the general asked a little, "Lien Yu admitted." The general made a sound a broken keening noise that Lien Yu realized was a sobb. Oh, Lean Yu said softly. Oh, don't cry. I'm okay. See, I'm right here. The general pulled him into his lap gently, so gently, and held him. The Duke's hands stayed pressed to the wound. The prince's forehead dropped against Lien Yu<unk>s hair, and Leen Yu, surrounded by three alphas, who had just realized how much they had to lose, finally let himself cry. Dash Part 9 Confessions recovery took two weeks. Two weeks of bed rest. Two weeks of three alphas rotating shifts at his bedside.
Two weeks of arguments over who got to feed him, who got to change his bandages, who got to sleep in the chair by his window. The tension between them had shifted. Before the coup, they had been competitive but restrained. Now, now they were barely holding themselves together. The Duke confessed first. It was late. Very late. Leanu had woken from a nightmare. The dagger, the blood, the feeling of falling, and found the Duke sitting in the dark beside his bed.
You're still here, Leanne Yu whispered.
I'm always here. You sleep in your own room. I haven't slept in my own room since you got hurt. Lean Yu<unk>s heart at Kalin. The Duke's breath hitched. It was the first time Lean Yu had used his name. I can't lose you, the Duke said.
His voice cracked on the words. I thought I could do this. The contract, the distance, the pretending, but I can't. I don't want a contract marriage.
I want you, just you, Lean. You reached out in the dark, found the Duke's hand, squeezed. "I want you, too," he said softly. "But I can't choose yet." The Duke was silent. "I care about all three of you," Lienu continued. "And I won't pick one just because you confessed first. That wouldn't be fair to anyone.
You're making me wait. I'm making all of you wait, including myself." The Duke lifted Lean Yu<unk>s hand to his lips, pressed a slow, gentle kiss to his knuckles. "Then I'll wait," he said.
"However long it takes." The prince confessed three days later. He didn't do it quietly. Of course, he didn't. He marched into Lean Yu<unk>s room, threw open the curtains, and announced, "I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you since you had flower on your nose.
You don't have to say it back. I just needed you to know." Lean, you blinked in the sudden sunlight. That's very direct. I'm a direct person. You've been flirting with me for weeks. Flirting is different from confessing. Flirting is fun. Confessing is terrifying. The prince sat on the edge of the bed, suddenly looking very young and very vulnerable. I know I joke too much. I know I don't seem serious about anything, but I'm serious about this about you, Lean. You reached out and took his hand. I know, he said. I've known for a while. You have. Your ears turn red when you're not joking. They've been red around me a lot. The prince laughed a real laugh. Wet around the edges. Damn, you see too much. I see all of you. Leianu said the jokes and the real parts underneath. I just need time.
Then take time. I'm not going anywhere.
The general confessed last, and he did it the only way he knew how. He shifted into wolf form, climbed onto Leian Yu<unk>s bed, which groaned under his massive weight, and curled around him like a living blanket. Then he spoke.
"Words hard," the general said, voice rumbling through Lean Yu<unk>s back.
"But feelings not hard. Feel you always.
Smell you always. Need you always. Lienu turned in the circle of the wolf's body, pressed his forehead against the soft fur of the general's chest. You don't need words, Lien Yu said. I understand.
Good. A long pause. Stay. I'm not going anywhere. Good. The wolf's tail thumped once against the bed. And Leenyu, wrapped in warmth and fur and silent devotion, thought, "How am I supposed to choose between them?" Dash. Part 10. The choice he didn't choose. That was the twist. When Leanu finally recovered enough to sit in the garden surrounded by three alphas who were trying very hard not to glare at each other, he told them the truth. I'm not going to pick one of you. The Duke stiffened. The prince's smile flickered. The general went very still. I care about all three of you, Leanu continued. And I've realized that choosing one would mean losing the others. I don't want to lose anyone. The prince spoke first. So, what are you suggesting that we share? Don't say it like it's ridiculous. You've all been sharing me for months. The only difference is that now you'd be admitting it. The Duke's jaw worked. I don't share. You've been sharing. You just pretended you weren't. He has a point. The prince admitted. The general nodded. Fine. Everyone stared at him.
Fine. The Duke repeated. Fine. Share. He happy. We happy. The general shrugged his massive shoulders. Simple. It's not simple. It is. The general looked at Leen Yu. Want him happy? If sharing makes happy, share. The prince let out a long breath. I hate that Ran is the reasonable one right now. The world has ended. The Duke muttered. Leanu smiled.
So, you agree? The three alphas looked at each other. Something passed between them a silent conversation that Leenu couldn't follow. Finally, the Duke spoke. On conditions? What conditions?
First, you don't play favorites. Equal time, equal affection, equal attention.
Fair. Second, we don't have to like each other, but we don't sabotage each other either. Also fair. Third, the Duke's gray eyes met Leu's. You let us protect you. No more throwing yourself in front of daggers. Lean you pretended to think about it. I make no promises, Liu. I'll try not to throw myself in front of daggers. That's the best I can do. The Duke sighed. The prince laughed. The generals tail visible because he was in wolf form again wagged slightly. And that was how Leian Yu, the orphaned omega who was supposed to die alone, ended up with three alphas who were learning to share. Dashepilog earning it, but I'm not making it easy. Lienu said three months later, they were in the library nook. All four of them somehow squeezed into a space designed for two. The Duke had Lien Yu<unk>s feet in his lap. The prince was playing with his hair. The general in human form was using Lien Yu<unk>s thigh as a pillow.
"What do you mean?" the prince asked.
Lien Yu looked at each of them. The stoic duke who now smiled when he thought no one was watching. The playful prince who cried during sad movies and pretended he didn't. The silent general who wrote Leenu poetry in his messy handwriting poems that were terrible but so earnest they made Leeny<unk>'s chest ache. I mean Leenyu said that you don't just get me, you have to earn me every day forever. The duke raised an eyebrow.
We're<unk> not worthy yet. You're getting there. The prince grinned.
Challenge accepted. The general opened one amber eye. earn. Good. We'll try.
Leanu laughed a happy full body laugh that made all three alphas smile. And somewhere in the distance, the original novels plot crumbled to dust. The villain didn't die alone. The Omega wasn't weak. And the three most powerful men in the empire had never been happier to lose. Dash the end.
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