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Ryder's POV The silence that followed her departure was deafening. It hung heavy in the air like a storm cloud, charged with so much unspoken tension that it felt suffocating. I stood there for a moment, paralyzed by my own inability to move, to make things right. The sun had set, the sky now a canvas of dark blues and purples, yet all I could see was her—the way she turned her back on me, walking away like I wasn’t even there.I wanted to scream, to shout at the universe for being so cruel, for making me fall for the one person I had pushed away the hardest. But no matter how much I cursed myself, no matter how much I tried to fight the pain in my chest, it wouldn’t change the fact that she was gone from me. I took a deep breath, my mind swirling in a mess of confusion, anger, and desperation. How could I fix this?I couldn’t just let her slip away like this. I couldn’t let her believe that I didn’t care—because I did. I cared more than I’d ever let myself admit. I had to make her
Last Updated : 2025-02-26The Triplet Alpha's Outcast The Quiet Between Us.
Ryder's POVI froze. She was standing now, her hands at her sides, her eyes soft but guarded. “I don’t know if I can forgive you. But I’m willing to listen... if you really want to prove it.” I didn’t know what I had expected, but it wasn’t this. I turned back to face her, my heart leaping in my chest. “I’ll do whatever it takes, Amara. You have my word.” And this time, when I said it, I meant it.I stepped closer, the air around us thick with unsaid words. Her eyes flickered to my hand, and for a moment, I thought she might pull away. But she didn’t. Instead, she stood still, her chest rising and falling with each breath, her body frozen like she was trying to decide what to do next. I took the chance. Slowly, I reached for her hand, my fingers brushing against hers, tentative but sincere. She didn’t pull away.I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding and gently laced my fingers through hers, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. The contact sent a jolt of elect
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Ryder's POVThe following days were… different. Not perfect. Not easy. But different. Amara didn’t completely shut me out, and that was enough to keep me moving forward. She wasn’t ready to forgive me yet—not fully—but she wasn’t running away anymore either. It was as though we were walking a tightrope, carefully balancing between what we were and what we could become. This morning, I decided to push my luck. “Amara,” I called out, leaning casually against my car, waiting for her outside the school entrance. Her head snapped up, eyes narrowing as she spotted me, her lips already forming a protest. “Ryder,” she said, her tone sharp as a blade. “What are you doing here?” I smirked, unable to help myself. “Good morning to you too, sweetheart.” “Don’t call me that,” she hissed, walking past me with purposeful strides, her bag slung over her shoulder. But I followed, determined to keep pace with her. “Relax,” I said keeping my tone steady.----The walk back home after our small truc
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Ryder's POVThe silence between us was warm, filled with a strange sense of peace I hadn’t felt in years. Amara’s head rested on my shoulder, and I could feel the soft rhythm of her breathing. It felt fragile, like the moment might shatter if I moved too suddenly or said the wrong thing. I broke the silence, my voice quiet. “You know, I used to hate the stars.” She stirred, her head tilting up to look at me. “What? Why?” “They reminded me of all the things I couldn’t reach,” I admitted, keeping my gaze fixed on the sky. “No matter how much I wanted them, they were always too far away. Untouchable.” She was quiet for a moment, her eyes softening. “And now?” I turned to her, my heart aching at the vulnerability in her expression. “Now I think the stars are worth admiring... because they remind me of you.” Her breath caught, and for a second, I thought she might pull away. But instead, she stayed, her gaze dropping to where my arm was still around her shoulders. “Ryder,” she whisp
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Amara's POV The rest of the evening passed in a haze of frustration and confusion. I avoided Ryder and Caden as best I could, retreating to my room where I could finally be alone with my thoughts. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the memory of their expressions—Caden’s quiet regret and Ryder’s burning intensity. It was late when I decided to step outside for some fresh air. The house felt suffocating, and I needed to clear my head. Wrapping a cardigan around my shoulders, I slipped out onto the back porch, letting the cool night air wash over me. I wasn’t expecting to see anyone else there, but of course, fate had other plans. Ryder was leaning against the porch railing, his head tilted back as he stared up at the stars. He looked so different like this—calm, almost vulnerable. The harsh edges I had grown used to seemed to soften under the silver moonlight. He heard me before I could retreat. His head snapped toward me, his piercing eyes locking onto mine.
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Amara's POV The nurse wrapped my ankle tightly, reminding me to keep weight off it. I nodded absentmindedly, my thoughts not on the injury but on Caden. His touch, his words, the way he looked at me—it all played on a loop in my mind. When I finally hobbled out of the office on crutches, I wasn’t surprised to find Caden waiting for me, leaning casually against the wall. He straightened when he saw me, his expression softening. “Didn’t think I’d let you limp around alone, did you?” he teased gently. “I’m fine, Caden,” I said, though my heart betrayed me with a flutter. “Yeah, you’ve said that a lot today,” he replied, taking the crutches from me and holding out his hand. “Come on. I’ll carry you again.” My cheeks flushed. “I can manage.” He raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. “Amara, you’ve been through enough. Let me do this for you.” There was something so earnest in his voice, so unshakably kind, that I couldn’t argue. With a resigned sigh, I let him sc
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Amara's POV I leaned in, my lips barely a whisper away from his. “Then take me,” I murmured. Caden’s breath hitched, and then— His lips crashed against mine. The kiss wasn’t slow this time. It wasn’t teasing or hesitant. It was raw, hungry, filled with everything we had been holding back. His hands roamed up my back, pulling me closer, pressing me flush against him as if he couldn’t bear even an inch of distance between us. I gasped into his mouth, and he took advantage, deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine in a way that sent shivers down my spine. His grip on my hips tightened, grounding me as heat flooded my entire body. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling slightly, and he let out a low, satisfied groan that sent warmth pooling deep in my stomach. God, this man was dangerous. We broke apart just enough for me to catch my breath, but Caden didn’t let me go. His lips trailed down my jaw, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses along my neck, lingering at the sens
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Just enjoying the moment.
Amara’s POVThe fire crackled softly in the massive fireplace, casting a warm glow throughout the dimly lit living room. Caden and I had somehow shifted from lounging on the couch to lying on the thick, plush rug in front of the hearth. His arm was lazily draped around my waist, his fingers tracing light circles against my hip. It should have felt strange—being this close to him after everything—but instead, it felt… natural. I stared up at the ceiling, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest behind me. “You’re quiet,” I murmured. Caden chuckled, his breath fanning against the back of my neck. “Just enjoying the moment.” I turned slightly, resting my head against his shoulder, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the hem of his hoodie. “That’s new. You usually don’t shut up.” His golden eyes gleamed with amusement. “Are you saying you don’t enjoy my charming commentary?” I smirked. “I’m saying I enjoy the rare moments when you’re not talking.” Caden let out a dramatic sigh,
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast You’re beautiful in the morning.
Amara’s POVThe warmth of Ryder’s body against mine, the slow rise and fall of his chest, the steady rhythm of his breathing—it was grounding. It had been so long since I felt this… at peace. But I knew better than to trust it completely. I pulled away slightly, tilting my head up to look at him. “Why are you doing this, Ryder?” My voice was quiet but firm. He turned his head, his green eyes locking onto mine. “Doing what?” “This.” I gestured between us. “Sitting here with me. Saying all these things. Trying so damn hard to fix something that’s already shattered.” Ryder sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “Because I don’t believe it’s shattered,” he said. “Cracked? Yes. Broken? Maybe. But destroyed?” He shook his head. “Not a chance.” I exhaled sharply, my heart warring with my mind. “I don’t know if I can forgive you.” His jaw clenched, but he nodded. “I know.” “I don’t know if I can forgive Jaxon or Caden either.” He hesitated before replying. “I know that too.” “Then why
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast You’re thinking too hard.
Amara’s POVThe drive back was quiet, but not in an uncomfortable way. Jaxon’s hand rested lazily on the gearshift, his fingers occasionally grazing my thigh, sending small shivers up my spine. The radio played softly in the background, an old rock song that he hummed along to under his breath. I stared out the window, my mind still spinning from what had just happened. From that kiss. I had told myself I wouldn’t fall back into this—not with him, not with any of them. And yet, here I was, sitting in his car, my lips still tingling, my heart still racing. “You’re thinking too hard,” Jaxon murmured, glancing at me. I exhaled, shaking my head. “No, I’m not.” “You are,” he countered, smirking. “I can practically hear the gears turning in that pretty little head of yours.” I rolled my eyes, but a small smile tugged at my lips. “Maybe I just like thinking.” “Or maybe you’re just trying to find a reason to run,” he said, his voice softer this time. I stiffened slightly, my fingers t
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Guess we better take it slow then.
Amara’s POVThe car was still, the air inside thick with an emotion I wasn’t ready to name. Jaxon’s forehead rested against mine, his breath warm and unsteady, matching the erratic pounding of my heart. His words lingered between us, unspoken promises woven into the silence. He wouldn’t give up on us. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that the man holding me now was different from the one who had hurt me before. That this moment wasn’t just another fleeting thing. But a part of me, the part that had been broken and left to pick up the pieces alone, still held onto its doubt. I pulled back slightly, just enough to put a small distance between us. Jaxon let me go, but his hands stayed on either side of my face, his thumbs brushing against my skin like he wasn’t ready to lose contact. “You’re quiet,” he murmured, studying me. “What’s going on in that beautiful but complicated head of yours?” I exhaled shakily, my eyes flickering away from his intense gaze. “I don’t know h
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast How about a drive?
Amara’s POVThe night had fallen quietly around us, the soft hum of the mansion’s grand chandelier overhead the only noise in the otherwise still room. Everyone else had retreated to their own spaces, leaving me alone with my thoughts—thoughts I hadn’t been able to escape all day. The weight of everything, the new beginning I was being offered, the uncertainty in my heart… It was all too much.I wasn’t used to feeling so vulnerable. And yet, here I was, standing on the edge of something I couldn’t quite name, staring into the unknown. My chest felt tight, but strangely, there was a comfort in that. A reminder that I was still here, still fighting for something, even if I wasn’t sure what.A soft knock at the door pulled me from my reverie.“Amara?” Jaxon’s voice came through the door, low and quiet, like he was afraid of disturbing the fragile peace between us.I took a deep breath and walked over, opening the door just enough to peer out at him. His tousled hair and the slight glint
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast But I was willing to try.
Amara's POVAs I walked down the hallway, I could feel the weight of their eyes on me, each step feeling heavier than the last. Caden, Jaxon, and Ryder stood there, all of them waiting—waiting for me to make a decision, waiting for me to decide how much of my heart I was willing to give back. The tension in the air was palpable. It felt like the very walls of the mansion were holding their breath, waiting for something to crack. But despite the anxiety twisting in my stomach, there was something else, too. A flicker of hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, I could trust them again. I stopped in front of them, my gaze flitting from Caden to Jaxon, and finally to Ryder. There was a brief moment of silence before Jaxon broke it, his usual cocky smile replaced by something softer, more vulnerable. "You okay?" His voice was laced with concern, his dark eyes studying me carefully. I nodded, not trusting my voice just yet. It felt like I was standing at the edge of a precipice, and any wro
