Chapter 3
Carina’s POV
Monday came as fast as it left and I was sure of it being another terrible day in school. The mocking laughter that had all been directed at me since I stepped my feet onto the school grounds this morning only reminded me of the shameful thing I had been forced to do.
I've always believed my mate was going to be someone I'd love no matter what he did but instead, the memories of all three of them urging me to wipe my tears with a degrading cloth like a slut didn't get erased from my head as easily as I thought.
“Look at her. Why don't we ask her to come clean us up with her mouth when we are done in the washroom? We don't have to use the cloth again. She would be out of new clothes,” one of the male students laughed, giddily slapping the neck of his friend who also laughed along.
I bowed my head further in shame, heading straight to my locker. All I just wished to have at this point was a peaceful day like it had been in the past.
“Hey, Carina!” A familiar voice called out and right then, I knew my day wasn't just about to be peaceful. If anything, it was about to get chaotic and I had a feeling I'd enjoy none of it after what had happened.
Pretending not to hear Henry was the best solution as I continued to pick out the few textbooks I'd be needing for my classes.
“Carina,” he called out again while taking quick steps towards me. The nearer he got to me, the faster I quickened my pace, rejoicing as I banged the door of my locker closed, turning on my heels and walking away.
Three steps had felt like a mile run up until Henry's hand came resting on my shoulder, stopping me from moving.
“Don't touch me!” I hissed, slapping his hand away from my shoulder, not trying to hide the disgust in my tone.
“Carina, I can explain. Just listen to me. I swear I don’t know what came over me, what you saw wasn’t supposed to happen,” he explained in his usual soft voice I had always thought was specially for me, his eyebrows curved into a frown, as he waited for my reply. I had the urge to burst out into laughter from the fact that he was pretending.
“Henry, I clearly understand you. Your mouth found its way to her body and it was all a mistake, right? I understand but all I need to tell you is that it's over between us,” I answered back in a calm voice, forcing a smile on my lips. If he was as smart as I knew him to be, then he'd take the hint and let me be but I guess not.
Once again, he proved to me that everything he had shown me about himself had just been fake.
“Come on, Carina. Don't be unreasonable. Why would you suddenly want to break up with me for something as silly as that? You know you are the one I love, the one I want to spend the rest of my years with. Just follow me, let's go and sit somewhere so we can settle this,” while saying this, he had already grabbed a hold of my hand, ready to scoop me away to a quiet place as usual, where we would make out for what seemed to be hours.
How I failed to realize his terrible attitude up until this moment amazed me.
“Let me go, Henry!” Screaming at the top of my lungs didn't mean I was going to get help from the crowd of students around us who were watching with keen interest.
“Carina, just keep quiet and follow me. You don't have to be a baby here,” Henry continued to say, sighing while preparing to grab my hand again but I already had enough of this.
Avoiding his contact, I sidestepped him, anger taking over my emotions and without going as far as thinking, I raised my hand, dealing a slap to his cheek. In the blink of an eye, everywhere had gone silent, gasps filling the air while Henry had his hand on his cheek, a result of the slap I had just given him.
“Baby, why did you hit me? What's the problem? You don't have to be like this. You know you can talk to me if there's anything wrong.”
Hearing this from the fucker was only adding more to my already rising anger and at this moment, I wasn't ready to hide anything again as the hurt was still very fresh in my heart.
“It's no use pretending, Henry. You can go and be with Bertha since you enjoy sneaking around with her in empty classrooms. I guess you were so horny that you forgot to wait till everyone had gone home before you would be all over her. You even insulted me while with her!” I scoffed, looking into his eyes.
With disguise torn down, he got angry and at once, he let the truth all out. “I'm glad I don't have to pretend to be in love with you anymore.”
My eyebrows were raised when I heard him say that. What did he mean by that statement?
“Did you think I, Henry, would love someone like you?” He asked in all seriousness, his expression turning to disgust.
Hearing him say this had my mouth opening slightly in shock, my eyes spreading wide open in surprise. With the students all gathered around, I knew I would become the talk of the school, for the remaining part of this semester,
“He- Hen- Henry,” I muttered his name and that was the only thing I managed to stammer out before tears began to sting the back of my eyes.
“Let me tell you, Carina, I was only with you because of a bet I had with my friends. We made a bet that once I managed to get you to sleep with me, then I'd be done and over with you.”
Henry continued all too proudly while I hoped my ears were playing tricks on me. Did I just hear that the relationship I thought was a great one had only been but a game?
“Well, you missed your chance to join the list of girls who’ve had a taste of me, too bad. Now, come with me. I know you love me far too much to care about anything I just said.”
No one had told me how much of an audacity one could have and the idiot in front of me was surely drawing far lines for me regarding that.
I didn't realize how much tears had poured down my face not until the students began to laugh and murmur amongst themselves while pointing at me.
Henry had humiliated me in the worst way and he wasn’t still satisfied, he forcefully kept on dragging and I knew I had to fight for myself.
“You bastard! Leave me alone!” I screamed amidst crying but my words fell on deaf ears.
“Just be quiet and follow me. Do not piss me off!” He warned me without turning back to look at me.
Fear struck at my heart, my heartbeat rising with each passing second as tears continued to fall like a broken dam. No one was going to save me from him. They were all enjoying the scene of an omega being bullied.
“Let her go before we make you regret your actions!” More than one person growled at once and then the familiar scent of the triplets, my bullies who were by fate, now my mate, seeped into my nose, making my mouth water with the urge to taste it.
I needed no soothsayer to tell me that they owned the voices.
“Are they here to support her?” One of the students’ murmurs caught my ears, while my ears flipped repeatedly, shocked that the same guys who had embarrassed me in front of the whole school were now supporting me.
“Um…Kowalskis. I just want to talk with my girlfriend,” the drastic change in Henry's behavior had me snorting in disgust.
It was as clear as day how much he feared these three brothers and could only call them by their surnames.
“Get lost before you regret knowing her,” Arnaldo, the second of the brothers who rarely spoke piped up, leaving all three of them standing in front of me like mother hens.
All the while, I was glad to see how terrified Henry was that even his legs wobbled in fear and the crowd had a hard time hiding their shocks.
“...and by the way, don't come close to her again. Last I remember, you prefer having your dick to yourself, don't you?” Leonardo's question was the final blow to Henry who reflexively placed his hand on his crotch and with one last glare thrown at me, he scurried away, pushing through the crowd to escape this embarrassment.
Carina's POVWith my bag slung over one of my shoulders, I sighed for the nth time this evening, my thoughts mainly about my mates. I had no one to talk to about my predicament and had no one to give me advice on what to do. Rodrigo, Arnaldo and Leonardo had all successfully done well in having me confused. First, they treat me like a slut and now, they help me out. It was surely not the twist I was expecting. Finally, I arrived In front of the hive building painted in white and gold and with a sigh, I made my way into the compound. Once inside, their combined scents seemed to have a mind of its own, making its way straight into my nose and causing a part of my senses to tingle. “Why do they smell so delicious?” I mumbled to myself, dropping my bag to the couch while following the trail of their scent. Oddly enough, their mixed scents only seemed to be leading me to my room that just happened to be on the other wing of theirs. “What are they doing in my room?” Was the only questio
Carina pov"Disgusting little brat!" my mother spat, her fingers still gripping my ear like a vice as she dragged me through the hallway. "I can't believe this—how did I end up with a daughter like you? Such disgrace!""Mum, please, listen to me—" I tried to protest, struggling to keep up with her angry strides."Shut up!" she snapped, her nails digging into my skin. "Do you even hear yourself? Lying to my face, trying to blame your brothers? Your BROTHERS, for heaven’s sake! How shameless can you be?""They’re not telling the truth!" I cried out, the tears flowing freely now. "I didn’t do anything wrong. You have to believe me, please!""Believe you?" She stopped abruptly and spun to face me, her sharp gaze cutting through me like a knife. "You’ve already humiliated this family enough, and now you expect me to take your word over theirs? You must think I’m a fool!"Her voice echoed in the grand hallway, making the maids and a few passing servants stop and glance at us nervously befor
Carina povI walked into school with my hood pulled low over my head, avoiding eye contact with anyone. The makeup I’d hastily smeared over the black bruise beneath my eye wasn’t doing much to hide it. My reflection this morning had been nothing short of a train wreck—swollen eyes from crying, pale skin, and that nasty black-and-blue mark mocking me every time I blinked.Even the thought of stepping through the school gates had been unbearable, but I couldn’t stay locked up in that house anymore. Between my mother’s scathing remarks and my stepbrothers’ taunts, every corner of that place reeked of suffocation.As I slid into my seat in the classroom, my fingers shook slightly. I kept my head down, hoping no one would notice me.“Hey,” whispered a voice next to me. It was Sarah, the closest thing I had to a friend. “What happened to your eye?”“Nothing,” I muttered, avoiding her gaze.“It doesn’t look like ‘nothing.’ Did someone—”“I said it’s nothing!” I snapped, immediately regrettin
Carina povI tossed and turned in my bed, the weight of the day pressing heavily on my chest. Sleep felt like a distant memory, something I might never experience again. Every time I closed my eyes, the sneering faces of my stepbrothers or the whispers from school haunted me. My body ached, not just from exhaustion, but from the bruises, both visible and invisible.A sudden knock on my door shattered the fragile quiet.What now?“Who the hell is it?” I growled, sitting up abruptly.There was no response, just another knock—louder this time.“For crying out loud!” I muttered, dragging myself out of bed. I stomped to the door, the anger bubbling over. Couldn’t they just let me have one moment of peace in this damn house?I yanked the door open, fully prepared to yell at whoever dared disturb me, but my words died in my throat.Standing there, smirking like they owned the place, were my stepbrothers.“Ugh. You’ve got to be kidding me,” I groaned, rolling my eyes. “Can you all just leave
Carina’s POVThe session had just wrapped up, and everyone couldn’t stop talking about one thing: the part my stepbrothers Antonio, Miguel, and Rodrigo hosted. I’d spent the entire evening dodging conversations about them and their "charming antics," as the girls at school loved to gush about. It was infuriating.Tuesday morning was already off to a bad start. I came to school late, thanks to my mom, who had decided that morning was the perfect time to scold me for a situation my stepbrothers had clearly set me up for."You’re irresponsible, Carina! When will you take things seriously?" Mom yelled as I tried to eat my breakfast in peace.I groaned. "Mom, I didn’t even do anything. Antonio borrowed my notes and forgot to return them, and now my teacher thinks I skipped classwork!"But my words fell on deaf ears. "Excuses! You’re too lenient with those boys. If you don’t stand up for yourself, you’ll always get in trouble for their mistakes," she snapped.The irony. How could I stand up
Carina’s POVRING! RING! RING!The bell finally blared, signaling the end of my second-to-last class for the day. Relief flooded through me as I sank back into my chair."Thank God," I muttered under my breath. "Just one more to go. I can survive this."The day had already been a disaster. Between Mr. Willis and Antonio, Miguel, and Rodrigo acting like... whatever they thought they were, I was officially done with everyone."Carina, you okay?" Sofia, my seatmate and probably the only sane person in my life, leaned over with concern."Just tired," I said, forcing a weak smile.Sofia frowned, tucking a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. "You’ve been off all day. Did something happen?""Where do I even start?" I sighed."Uh-oh, spill." She leaned closer, her brown eyes wide with interest.I hesitated, glancing around the classroom. The other students were either chatting in groups or packing up their things. "It’s a long story.""I’ve got time," Sofia said, her tone teasing but her
Carina’s POV"Nothing," I said quickly."Doesn’t sound like nothing," Rodrigo said, leaning forward."Drop it," I snapped.The car fell silent again, but I could feel their curiosity simmering beneath the surface.*****When we finally pulled up in front of my house, I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough."Thanks for the ride," I said quickly, opening the door."Wait," Antonio said, turning off the engine.I froze, half out of the car. "What now?""Get some rest," he said, his voice unusually serious. "And if you start feeling worse...""I’ll be fine," I interrupted, stepping out.Miguel leaned out his window. "You say that, but you look like you’re about to keel over."I glared at him. "Goodbye, Miguel.""Call us if you need anything!" Rodrigo called as I slammed the door behind me.I didn’t bother looking back as I headed for the front door, their voices fading as I shut the door behind me.As soon as I stepped inside, the exhaustion hit me like a truck. I leaned against the doo
Carina’s POVAntonio’s voice thundered through the bathroom. "What the hell is that?"I froze, my heart racing. The test slipped from my trembling fingers, clattering to the tiled floor. For a moment, neither of us moved. Then, snapping out of my shock, I quickly snatched it up and glared at him.“Do you not understand the meaning of privacy?” I yelled, my voice shaking with anger. “Who even told you to come in here?”He raised his hands, his expression torn between concern and frustration. “Your mom said you were vomiting. She told me to check on you.”“And that gives you the right to barge into the bathroom? Are you out of your mind?”“Carina, I was just—”“Just what? Invading my space? God, Antonio! Do you not understand boundaries?” I was shouting so loudly now, my voice echoed in the small room.“I was worried!” he snapped, his voice rising to match mine. “You’ve been acting off all day, and then I hear from Mom that you’re sick. What was I supposed to do? Just ignore it?”“Yes!
CHAPTER 94Carina’s POV As I was about to get ready, my phone suddenly rang. I frowned at the screen. Mr. Kowalski.My stepfather.I didn’t want to pick up, but I knew if I ignored it, I’d have a bigger problem on my hands. With a sigh, I pressed the answer button and held the phone to my ear."Good morning, sir," I said, trying to keep my voice neutral."Carina. Morning. How are you? Hope you are doing just fine," he said in that usual deep, authoritative tone."Yes, sir. Sure, I am," I replied, forcing myself to sound composed."Good. I need to see you in my office later today. Will that be possible?"I hesitated for a second. "Okay. Sorry, sir, which office specifically?" I asked. My stepfather owned several businesses, held multiple positions, and had offices all over the place."My office at the company," he clarified.I sighed internally. "Alright. I’ll be there shortly, sir.""You can call me stepdad, you know," he said suddenly.I forced a small smile. "Okay, stepdad. I’ll be
CHAPTER 93Carina’s POV Waking up and sleeping had been my routine. I hadn’t been to work for like a week. I didn’t really care, though, because as it stood, all I wanted were my kids. Nothing else mattered. Not my company, not my responsibilities. Just Liam and Leo. My babies.The knock on my door was soft. "Ma’am, tea for you," Lisa’s voice came through before she even stepped inside.I sighed and sat up. "Oh… thank you." I took the cup from her hands, feeling the warmth seep through my fingers.Lisa watched me carefully. "How are you feeling today, ma’am?""The same as yesterday. And the day before that. And the day before that." I took a sip, the tea slightly bitter, but I didn’t care.Lisa hesitated before sitting on the edge of the bed. "You haven’t been to the office in a while. Mr. Jensen has been handling everything, but there are… issues. Investors are asking questions."I scoffed. "Let them ask. They don’t care about me, Lisa. They care about their money."She nodded slowl
Carina’s POV The past three weeks have been crazy. I haven't slept, and I haven't had rest. I was so tired from crying. I didn't even know what else to do. I just kept crying again and again. My kids, Liam and Leo—I fucking miss them so bad. Ever since Henry had them taken, I have been restless, like so bad. I just woke up, and my head is banging. I didn't even know what to do. As it stands, I didn't even want to call my mom, stepdad, or my stepbrothers. All I wanted was just to cry my ass out. "Carina, open this damn door!" Maggie’s voice came from outside my room, loud and impatient. "I swear, if you don’t open this door in the next five seconds, I’m breaking it down." I groaned, hiding my face deeper into my pillow. "Go away, Maggie." "No," she snapped. "I’m not going anywhere until you get your ass out of that bed." I didn’t move. "Alright, fine." There was a short quiet before a loud bang shook my door. "Last chance, Carina. Open up, or I swear to God—" "Ugh! Fine!" I stum
Rodrigo’s POV I suddenly got a call. As I looked at it, I saw the number."It’s Dad," I muttered, even as I picked it up."Rodrigo. Meet me back in my office," his voice was sharp, firm. "Bring your brothers. Now."I swallowed hard. "Sure. We’ll be there."The line went dead. No explanation. No further words. Just a command.In no time, all three of us—Miguel, Antonio, and I—were at his office. The moment we stepped in, the tension hit us like a wave. Dad sat behind his desk, his fingers steepled together, his wolf dangerously close to the surface. His eyes were glowing slightly, a clear sign he was barely holding his rage in check."Sit," he ordered.We obeyed without a word.His gaze swept over us, cold and assessing. Then, he exhaled sharply. "I’m giving you over a hundred men. I don’t care what it takes—find Henry and bring him to me. Alive or dead. But I want him here. You understand?"Miguel nodded. "Yes, sir.""And that’s not all," Dad continued, his voice like steel. "The Bla
Rodrigo’s POV What the hell is wrong with you?!My father’s voice boomed through the office the moment I stepped in. The air was thick with his rage, his wolf pushing through, making his presence almost unbearable. His eyes burned into me, sharp and unforgiving.“I thought I told you to take care of the Black Moon Pack! What’s this rubbish I’m hearing?!” His fists slammed against his desk, rattling everything on it.I clenched my jaw. “Sorry, Dad. It wasn’t intentional. We thought we—”“Shut up!” he barked, his wolf growling along with him. The sound sent a warning through my body. My father was dangerous when he was angry. As an Alpha, if he lost control, people died. I knew better than to keep talking.His glare was deadly. “You of all people know what these people are capable of! And all you could do was allow them to live?! Have I ever given you and your brothers a job to do and you all failed? What the hell is this?!”I swallowed hard, standing still as he paced the room. His wo
Carina’s POV A few months back, my dad’s shipments were being raided by rogue wolves. It was getting too much. He told me and my brothers, and we swung into action. We made sure we traced where these rogue wolves were from, and when we found them, we attacked. Eliminating every living person in their pack.The Black Moon Pack.Like every single person.I knew we weren’t supposed to. Just those that raided my dad's shipment were meant to be gone. But… nah. I couldn’t stop. Out of anger, me and my brothers did this. Now, I think they are back.I was very surprised. Or did any of them survive?Is Henry one of them?All these questions just filled my head. For them to even have an idea to follow us, to keep track of Carina, to kidnap our kids… this person must be really good. Really calculated.I was so angry and pissed that, even as I drove, my wolf almost took over because of the rage. I just had to keep on suppressing it. My grip on the steering wheel was so tight, my fingers were goi
Carina’s POV I didn’t know why I had such a strong rage when I heard the news. It was like fire had been set loose in my veins, burning everything in its path. The fury inside me was so high as I sped in my Benz, heading straight to my father’s pack. It had been a long time since I felt this kind of rage.All in my head now was Henry. I had to find him. And when I did, I was going to use my own hands and snuff the life out of him. My grip on the steering wheel was tight, my knuckles turning white as the thoughts in my head grew darker.Ever since I met those kids, I felt something different, something I couldn’t explain. A connection that ran deeper than just Carina’s kids. I didn’t know why. Maybe I did, but I just didn’t want to say it out loud. Carina had never told us who their father was. She avoided the topic like the plague, dodging every question, every hint. But deep down, I knew the truth. We all did.They were ours. Mine, Miguel’s, Antonio’s. Our blood, our heirs.And I wo
Carina’s POVMy voice was shaking, my whole body trembling. My legs felt weak, like I was going to collapse.The driver groaned. “Black… van… masked men…” He gasped for air. “I… I couldn’t…”I didn’t wait. I shot up and ran toward the car. Maybe they were hiding. Maybe it was some cruel joke. I pulled open the back door so fast, my hands hurt.Empty.No backpacks. No lunch boxes. No tiny shoes. Nothing.They were gone.I let out a scream. A loud, painful scream that shook through my entire body. I felt like something had just been ripped out of my soul.“No… no… NO!!!”Ethan was behind me in an instant. “Carina, listen to me, we’ll find them.”I turned on him, eyes wild. “FIND THEM?! ETHAN, MY KIDS WERE TAKEN! SOMEONE TOOK MY BABIES! DO YOU GET THAT?! DO YOU?!”Ethan grabbed my shoulders. “Carina, look at me. LOOK AT ME.”I was breathing too fast. My chest was tight. I felt like I was going to pass out.“I swear to you,” Ethan said, voice firm. “We will get them back. But you have to
Carina’s POV I won’t lie… at this point, I was really pissed. The main reason I left my stepbrothers and my mom was because I wanted to be away from them. I fucking literally saw these guys a few hours back before I left my mom’s house. Like, how the fuck do they just want to come into my life by force? Can’t they just leave me alone?All these thoughts were swirling in my head, making my blood boil. I just wanted to be calm, to not overthink it. So, I sat down, trying to steady my breath.Ethan, being Ethan, got up and walked over to the kitchen. I could hear him moving things around, then he came back with a glass of water, sitting beside me. He handed it to me, his voice gentle.“Drink up.”I looked at him, then at the glass, then back at him. “No.”He sighed, shaking his head dramatically. “Carina, you need to hydrate. You look like you’re about to combust.”“I don’t need water, Ethan. I need peace.”“You need water more.”“I’m not drinking it.”“Wow.” He leaned back, studying me