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Amara’s POV The rain outside hadn’t let up, the heavy droplets tapping against the roof of the car as if mirroring the chaos within me. My breathing was uneven, my heart racing as I sat there, wrapped in the warmth of Caden’s arms. He didn’t move, his grip firm yet comforting, as though he was afraid I’d slip away if he let go. His forehead rested against mine, and I could feel the gentle rise and fall of his chest against me, grounding me in a way I hadn’t felt in so long. "Amara," he whispered my name like it was sacred, his voice breaking the silence that had settled between us. I pulled back slightly, just enough to look into his eyes. The pain in them was unmistakable—raw, unfiltered, and completely vulnerable. It wasn’t just jealousy or anger. It was deeper than that. His golden eyes searched mine, and I saw the unspoken words there, the silent plea. My chest ached, my wolf stirring uneasily as she tried to make sense of the storm of emotions within me. "I don’t know how t
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Amara’s POV I stormed into Elian’s cabin, tears blurring my vision. My chest felt like it was caving in, the weight of everything crushing me. I hadn’t planned on coming here, but my feet had brought me to the one person I trusted. Elian was sitting by the fire, his dark hair tousled, his piercing green eyes focused on the flames. The moment he saw me, his expression shifted from calm to concerned. “Amara?” he said, standing up immediately. “What’s wrong?” I didn’t answer right away. My voice was caught in my throat, the lump there too painful to swallow. I just shook my head, collapsing onto the couch. “Amara, talk to me,” he urged, sitting down beside me. His warm hand rested on my shoulder, grounding me. “I-I don’t know what to do,” I choked out, the tears finally breaking free. He didn’t say anything, just waited, giving me the space I needed to gather myself. “They’re cursed,” I finally said, my voice trembling. “The Triplets… they’re not themselves. Selena and Stephanie
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Amara’s POVThe next morning, I dragged myself to school, dreading another encounter with the triplets. The air outside was crisp, but the chill I felt came from within. Memories of their betrayal and the spell that now enslaved them haunted me, leaving my heart heavy. As I walked through the school hallways, I felt the weight of their presence before I even saw them. Ryder, Jaxon, and Caden stood near the lockers, their once-bright eyes now dull and distant. They looked like shadows of themselves—cold, unfeeling, and utterly detached. I hesitated, my heart twisting painfully at the sight of them. Part of me wanted to turn and run, to escape the ache of seeing them like this. But another part of me—a foolish, hopeful part—wanted to march right up to them and demand they snap out of it. Before I could decide, Ryder’s gaze locked on me. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes—those stormy, magnetic eyes—seemed to pierce through me. "Amara," he said flatly, his tone devoid of the
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Amara’s POV The cafeteria was buzzing with energy, laughter, and conversation echoing off the walls. I pushed the doors open, stepping inside with as much indifference as I could muster. I’d perfected this façade over the past year—unbothered, untouchable. Until my eyes landed on him. Jaxon. He was sitting at a table in the middle of the room, looking as effortlessly handsome as ever in his letterman jacket. His golden hair caught the light, and his jawline was sharp enough to cut glass. For a split second, my heart betrayed me, fluttering in my chest. But the moment shattered when I noticed who was with him. Stephanie. She was practically glued to his side, her arm resting possessively on his bicep. Her laugh—high-pitched and grating—carried across the room. She leaned closer, whispering something in his ear. Whatever it was, it made him smirk. My stomach twisted into knots. My wolf growled softly in my mind. She’s taunting you. Look at her, flaunting herself like she owns hi
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Amara's POVCaden was standing near the lockers with his usual group of friends, his back turned as he laughed at something they said. I tried to push the pit of dread in my stomach down as I approached him.As I got closer, he turned and caught my eye. The cold look in his eyes made my breath hitch. "Well, well, if it isn't the lost princess," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He leaned back against the lockers, arms crossed, a smirk playing at his lips. "Did you finally realize you were out of your league with us?"I felt my stomach churn. He never spoke to me like that before. The bitterness in his words stung, each one like a knife twisting deeper into my chest.I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. What was I supposed to say to that? How could I explain to him that I still cared, still wanted to believe the person I knew was buried somewhere beneath all the anger and confusion?His eyes narrowed, and the smirk deepened. "You must think you're special, huh? But you're
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Amara's POV The rest of the day passed in a blur, but my heart felt like it had been hollowed out. Caden’s words replayed in my mind on an endless loop, each one cutting deeper than the last. By the time I got home, the ache in my chest had only worsened. I tried to push it down, to focus on something else—anything else—but no matter what I did, his voice haunted me."You deserve better than this."Why did he think that? Why did he have to push me away when all I wanted was to help him? I stared at the ceiling in my room, my wolf pacing restlessly in the back of my mind. "He’s hurting, just like we are," she murmured. "But he won’t let us in.""And how can we help him if he won’t even try?" I replied bitterly. My voice cracked, and I pressed my palms against my eyes, willing the tears to stop. "Why does he have to make everything so difficult?"My wolf let out a low growl. "Because he’s scared, Amara. He’s scared of losing us, of losing control. This curse is eating away at him."
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Amara’s POV The comfortable silence in the kitchen eventually began to stir with the sounds of the pack resuming their afternoon activities. The distant laughter of some of the younger wolves playing outside drifted through the open windows, a cheerful counterpoint to the quiet intimacy Caden and I shared.He finally released me from his embrace, his golden eyes still holding mine with a lingering tenderness. He brushed a final, lingering kiss across my forehead, his touch feather-light and possessive.“Ready to rejoin the chaos?” he murmured, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips.A soft chuckle escaped mine. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I replied, a renewed sense of strength and peace settling within me, a direct result of his comforting affection.He kept his hand in mine as we walked back towards the den, where Jaxon was now attempting to teach some of the younger wolves a rather unorthodox version of charades, his dramatic gestures and exaggerated expressions drawing
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The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Rest now, love.
Amara’s POV The morning unfolded with a comfortable rhythm, the lingering intimacy of the previous night weaving a subtle thread of tenderness through our usual banter. The playful flirting continued throughout breakfast, a familiar dance of affection that always left me feeling cherished and deeply loved. The easy camaraderie we shared, the unspoken understanding that flowed between us, was a constant source of strength and comfort.After breakfast, as the sun climbed higher in the sky, casting long shadows across the clearing, a sense of quiet purpose settled over the pack house. The lingering threat of Kaelen’s followers still hung in the air, a subtle undercurrent of unease that kept us vigilant. Patrols were organized, borders were checked, and the fragile alliance with Lyra’s pack was maintained with careful communication.Ryder, despite his lingering limp, insisted on joining the morning patrol, his protective instincts overriding any lingering pain. Caden and Jaxon, ever watc
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Amara’s POV The first rays of dawn, painting the eastern sky in soft hues of rose and gold, filtered through the leaves of the ancient oaks, dappling the mossy clearing in a gentle, ethereal light. A profound stillness hung in the air, broken only by the chirping of awakening birds and the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle morning breeze.I stirred slowly, a deep sense of peace settling over me, a stark contrast to the tumultuous events of the night before. A comforting weight pressed against my back, and the familiar scent of pine and wild musk filled my senses, anchoring me in the present moment. I shifted slightly, turning my head to find Ryder sleeping soundly beside me, his dark fur tousled, his silver eyes closed in peaceful slumber.His face, usually etched with a quiet intensity, was softened in sleep, revealing a vulnerability that always tugged at my heart. A faint scar traced a line across his jaw, a permanent reminder of battles fought and survived, a testament to his f
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast More beautiful than words can say.
Amara's POV The moonlight, filtering through the canopy of ancient oaks, painted our secluded clearing in shifting patterns of silver and shadow. The cool night air, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine, seemed to hold its breath as Ryder knelt beside me, his silver eyes burning with a possessive tenderness that mirrored the yearning in my own heart.His large, calloused hands, moments before capable of tearing through bone and muscle, now moved with a breathtaking gentleness as he traced the curve of my jawline, his thumb stroking my cheek with a feather-light touch. His gaze lingered on my lips, a silent question in the depths of his luminous eyes, an invitation I readily accepted.He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine, a soft, hesitant prelude that sent a cascade of shivers dancing across my skin. It was a kiss that tasted of longing and unspoken desires, a silent promise of the intimacy to come. As our lips met fully, the world around us dissolved into a sensory tap
