The silence in the room was deafening.
Roo felt the weight of their gazes—three pairs of piercing eyes locked onto him, stripping away every fragile layer he had built around himself.
His heartbeat pounded in his ears, his body frozen as the words Alec had just spoken echoed in his mind.
We just found out who you are.
His chest tightened.
No.
No, that wasn't possible.
He had no past. No family. No identity. He was nothing—just a nameless omega who had spent his life running, hiding, surviving.
And yet—
The triplets had uncovered something.
Something about him.
Roo's breath hitched, panic clawing at his throat. He shook his head, his voice barely a whisper. "You're wrong."
Ace's smirk didn't waver, but his golden eyes darkened with something unreadable. "Am I?"
Alexander stepped forward, his towering presence suffocating. His silver gaze burned into Roo's. "The Valtieri Clan. Does that name mean anything to you?"
Roo's stomach twisted violently.
The name was foreign. And yet—
Something about it sent a chill down his spine.
"I—I don't know," he stammered.
Alexander's jaw tightened. He didn't like lies.
Alec sighed, leaning casually against the desk, but his gaze was sharp, calculating. "The Valtieris were a noble bloodline. Old money. Old power. They were one of the most influential werewolf families in history."
Roo swallowed hard. "Were?"
Ace chuckled darkly. "Yeah. Were. Because they were completely wiped out in the Great Purge."
Roo's breath stilled.
Alec watched him closely. "Every single one of them was hunted down and slaughtered. No survivors. No heirs. At least—" He tilted his head. "That's what we were told."
Roo's skin went cold.
"No," he whispered. "That—that can't be right."
But deep down, something inside him—something primal—stirred. A flicker of something he had long buried.
Alec's lips curled. "You were hidden for a reason, Roo. Someone wanted to erase you. Someone wanted you dead."
Ace's voice was quieter, more dangerous. "And now we need to know why."
Meanwhile, in the DeLorenzo Estate's underground archives…
Alexander strode into the dimly lit chamber, the scent of old parchment and aged leather filling the air. Rows upon rows of ancient records lined the towering bookshelves, each file holding forgotten secrets of the werewolf world.
Alec had already begun scanning the digital archives, his fingers flying across the holographic screen. "The Valtieris weren't just wealthy," he muttered, golden eyes flickering as he read. "They had power. Not just political influence—something deeper."
Ace leaned over his shoulder, frowning. "Magic?"
Alec exhaled. "Something close to it." His fingers danced over the screen, pulling up fragmented data. "Bloodline secrets. Experimental research. Something about 'pureblood resonance.'"
Alexander narrowed his eyes. "Explain."
Alec clicked his tongue. "It's vague, but from what I can piece together, the Valtieris weren't ordinary wolves. They had a genetic trait—something rare. Something that made them different."
Ace's golden eyes darkened. "Dangerous?"
Alec smirked. "Maybe."
A sharp beep interrupted them—an alert flashing red across the screen.
Restricted Files Detected—Authorization Required.
Alec's smirk widened. "Bingo."
Alexander stepped forward, his expression unreadable. "Bypass it."
Alec cracked his knuckles. "Gladly." His fingers moved swiftly, breaking through firewalls, overriding security barriers.
Then—
The screen flickered.
And a single image appeared.
A black-and-white photograph.
Of a boy.
Thin. Fragile. Unmistakable.
Ace's breath caught.
"Roo."
The image was dated seventeen years ago.
Alexander's silver gaze sharpened.
"Seventeen years ago?" he repeated. "That means—"
Alec's golden eyes flashed.
"That means he's not just a Valtieri." He turned to his brothers, voice dark.
"He's the last one."
Back in Roo's room…
Roo felt numb.
His fingers curled into the sheets, his pulse erratic.
The last Valtieri.
A lost bloodline. A forgotten heir. A hunted secret.
It didn't make sense.
He had been nothing his whole life. A shadow. A mistake. A runt.
How could he be someone important?
Alexander's voice was cold, sharp. "Someone tried to erase you, Roo. And they almost succeeded."
Alec tilted his head. "But now that we know who you are—"
Ace's golden eyes gleamed.
"We're never letting you go."
Roo's breath hitched.
Something in their voices sent shivers down his spine.
Possessive. Unyielding. Absolute.
Alexander's silver gaze darkened. "You're ours now."
Roo's stomach twisted. "But—"
Ace smirked, leaning in. "No buts, little omega."
Alec chuckled, brushing his fingers along Roo's jaw. "You're under our protection now."
Roo swallowed hard. "I—"
But before he could speak, a sharp buzz broke the moment.
Alec pulled out his phone, his golden gaze flickering as he read the message.
Then—his smirk disappeared.
Ace frowned. "What?"
Alec exhaled slowly, his expression turning serious.
"We're not the only ones looking for him."
Roo stiffened.
Alexander's voice was ice. "Who?"
Alec's golden eyes gleamed dangerously.
"Someone who wants him back."
To Be Continued...