TRIAD

They are on Earth searching for answers and their lost mates. The Cyborg Empire has sent them back to the place of their creation. A place that only holds memories of pain and damage for a chance of new life. A way of blood screening found Commander Wolf's mate had given them all hope.

It had identified a myriad of females on Earth that could be possible mates to the Empire. Potential mates were more than a necessity to the Empire. The long years of searching had taken its toll. Cyborgs were going into stasis, hopes of ever finding their female waning.

Finding those females was now a first priority. They carried the blood markers to keep Cyborgs alive. Keep Cyborgs from shutting down and going into stasis. To stop them losing their brothers.

And for one group, they were in danger of losing their third. He was struggling to carry on. They could hear it, see it and sense it. He was losing the battle to live, and they would do whatever it took to make sure he did. No matter the cost. No matter the sacrifice. He needed a reason to live. He needed her.

The Triad was unique in the Cyborg Empire. Three identical males born of the same DNA genetic material, from the exact same splicing, donor egg and sperm. An experiment to see if triplet Cyborgs held better senses than those of others. A unique group all their own that could be used to target specific enemies with a very specific skill base. They were trained well and hungry, sharing the good with the bad. Enduring what they had to to survive.

The doctrine that Cyborgs had one mate, one purpose to live, didn’t apply to them. They’d long ago known that the one for them would be the one that matched the three of them. They’d be no giving her up for one brother. They would share as they always did.

She would learn to take their appetites. She was theirs. She just didn’t know it yet, but she would. Soon....