KING KIAN'S POV
"We need to break our mate bond with our human mate tonight, before the party begins." I urge my brothers.

Tonight there will be the full moon celebrations, a highly anticipated occasion in every kingdom. It's the only time the wolfless can sense their mates. Our lowly human mate will be able to feel the undeniable pull of the mate bond for the first time.
Aleric's brow furrow in concern. "Shouldn't we wait until the guests have left the party to reject her? Exposing our shameful mate bond during the party will destroy our reputation," he cautions.
Reagan and I exchange a contemplative glances. "True, but if we wait, she might reveal the truth herself once she realizes we are her mates, or worse, cause a scene during the celebration," I counter.
"Even if she claims to be our fated mate, no one would believe her. We can also make her swear to keep her mouth shut," Regan proposes.
" I suggest that we summon her and directly state our rejection and warn her not to breathe a word of it to anyone," Aleric says and I and Regan nod in agreement.
ELLA'S POV

"Arrange those flowers on the royal table, they will add an exquisite touch there," one of the staff supervising the grand feast's preparations orders and I immediately nod my head.
My heart is brimming with excitement, not because the alpha kings have decided to honor my mistress's request by dedicating tonights full moon's cerebration to her name, but because I heard Asher mention that on the night of the full moon, humans like me can recognize our mates and experience the powerful bond that unites them. While her words were intended to be an insult to belittle me, the prospect of finally finding someone who will accept me for who I am feels like the greatest blessing.
So I am out here helping with the decorations hopping that I might meet my destined mate tonight and experience the sweet bond. I am in my finest white dress, it's slightly old but still my most elegant attire.
As I delicately arrange the flowers in their vases, a throat clears behind me, causing me to jump. I turn to find Sir William, the king's assistant, standing there with his hands clasped behind his back. One guard stands behind him. My heart beat picks up speed. Have I done something wrong?

"Miss Ella Huntington, Princess Hellen's human servant?" his voice is sharp and direct.
"Ye...yes, that's me," I manage to reply, my eyes widening in apprehension.
"The alpha kings have summoned you. please follow me," he orders.
My eyes widen, my eyebrows raised as I glace at them. " I...did I do something wrong?"
He ignores me and begins to walk out but glances back when I hesitate to follow. "The kings do not like to be kept waiting," he says and I immediately force my legs to move. Maybe they just want to be healed and don't want to disturb princess Hellen before the party.
We walk down a number of familiar hallways and take a turn to the right and I realize we are heading towards the alpha king's throne room.
Suddenly three distinct bewitching scents suddenly invade my nostrils, stirring feelings I have never thought I could feel. Why doesn't anyone else seem bothered by the unique scents? Am I the only one that can smell the scents?
As we approach the massive doors of the throne room, the scents grow stronger, causing my pulse to quicken with a strange sense of longing. There is only one thing that would emit such sweet scents, a mate!
I must be going crazy because we are about to enter into the alpha king's throne room and they cannot be my mates!
Sir William push the doors open before gesturing at me to go ahead and walk in alone. I step into the vast, opulent chamber and the sweet, intoxicating scents now overwhelme me.
I take a few hesitant steps forward, then freeze at the threshold as my eyes fall upon the three figures seated on the thrones.
My breath catches in my throat as the realization hits me. Three distinct scents, three powerful triplet alphas, and an undeniable connection
Mates.
I practically gaggle trying to stifle the word from sliping from my mouth.
What is happening?!
I must be going crazy because it's the alpha kings who are seated in front of me. They cannot be my mates, can they?
If they are, they would be having the same reaction as I am.
I manage a nervous curtsy, attempting to maintain my composure in front of them. "Your majesties," I say softly bowing my head.
I cannot tell them apart by their faces but I assume they are seated in the same order they were last time when princess Hellen was trying to lift the curse.
They gaze down at me with intense, piercing eyes. "Miss Ella Huntington." king kian says causing my heart to race with anxious anticipation. I hold my breath, waiting for his next words.
"Now that it's the full moon's night, I presume your human senses can discern the bond between us," he declares and I look up instantly. It is true!
The moon goddess has blessed me with the strongest alphas. A sudden urge to run to them grips me. I want to jump into their arms and kiss them as hard as I can. I want to scream how much I love them.
"Yes.... I can feel..." Unable to contain my emotions any longer, I take a few steps forward my heart overflowing with a tumultuous mix of joy and disbelief.
"Don't come any closer." king Aleric suddenly orders in a stern tone and I halt. All their eyes bear disgust. And none looks happy either, which means they had hoped for something better than me. A beautiful princess Hellen perhaps.
"We cannot accept you as our mate," King Reagan declares, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. "You are nothing but a lowly servant girl, unworthy of standing by our side."
"What!" My heart clench in agony as his words strike me like a physical blow. I had dared to hope, to believe that they could accept someone like me. Tears well up in my eyes as I struggle to find my voice.
"But... but I am your mate," I plead. "I feel the bond between us, the connection."
King Aleric sneers dismissively, his handsome features contorting with disdain. "You are mistaken. You are nothing but a shame to us, and we will not allow you to taint our honor."
I struggle to remain on my my feet, my legs feeling weak beneath me. They are going to reject me!
"I, Alpha Aleric, king of Goldcrest rejects you Ella Huntington as my mate and queen." king Aleric states in the coldest of voices.
I close my eyes against the rush of a strange pain that fills me. It travels throughout my entire body like a shockwave. I gasp and clench my fists, trying suppress the excruciating pain that feels like a knife slicing my heart.
His brothers follow, stating the same words to me, which brings me to my knees. King Aleric watches me most, almost as if he thinks I can't take it.
I still keep my head up, if I am to die then I won't die before their uncaring eyes.
"Leave and never speak of this ever," King Reagan commands, his voice devoid of any hint of compassion. "You are not fit to be our queen. Consider this a mercy, for we can have you banished from every kingdom if you dare tell this to anyone ."
Why would they even think I would tell this horror to anyone, besides I don't have anyone to tell anyway.
I struggle to stand, my legs feeling weak beneath me. My chest heaves with sobs as I stumble from their throne room. The moment I get outside tears begin to fall. It hurts and I don't know how to stop the pain.The world around me blurs as I make her way back to the guest quarters, my mind reeling with the pain .What was the point of being mated to someone who wouldn't accept me?
Alone in the darkness of the chamber, I weep bitter tears. Despite the distance, I can hear the distant music from the party hall. Then I hear the alpha kings speak, their words kind and gentle unlike when they spoke to me, a few minutes ago.
It's now that I am realizing that they knew all along, they knew I was their mate from the first day I met king Kian in the library and he was rude. The jealousy that always consumed me whenever they are near Princess Hellen now makes sense. We have a connection I just couldn't feel it fully. They also had already rejected me from the start and chose princess Hellen. They were just waiting for the right time to say it to my face.
It feels like I'm slowly dying. If I thought being rejected by my family hurts then I had no idea how this would tear me apart. Maybe the whole "love" thing wasn't meant for someone like me. Maybe I am just the girl who survives alone.
All I want is to run away right now, and never look back. But there is nowhere else for me to go. So I do the only thing I that comforts me when everything is falling apart, I sing, hoping to drown their happy laughter from the party hall.
"If fortune were a man,
I would ask him why.
Why my past is so full of darkness,
and future seems as bleak as a tomb.
I am a good-for-nothing servant
whose life is a burden even to myself.
Disaster follows me everywhere,
destroying all signs of hope."