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The Triplet Alpha's Outcast why did it hurt so much?
Amara’s POVThe sound of soft laughter floated through the hallway as I carried a tray of freshly made coffee cups toward the living room. It was unusual to hear Ryder laugh, especially after the tension that had been hanging in the house recently. Curious, I stepped closer, my steps quiet as I rounded the corner. And there they were. Ryder sat on the couch, his head tilted back slightly, a grin plastered on his usually serious face. But he wasn’t alone. Next to him, leaning in far too close, was my cousin, Selena. Her delicate hand rested on his thigh, her nails trailing patterns across the fabric of his jeans. She looked radiant, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her lips painted a vibrant red that matched the fiery glint in her eyes. My heart dropped. I froze in the doorway, unable to look away as the scene unfolded before me. Ryder was smiling at her, a soft, genuine smile I hadn’t seen him direct at anyone in a long time, not even me. He reached up to tuck a
Last Updated : 2025-03-04The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Selena and I...we have a history.
Amara's POVThe days after the confrontation with Ryder felt heavy, as if the air itself weighed more, pressing down on me wherever I went. I spent most of my time trying to avoid him, which wasn’t easy when we lived under the same roof. My mind replayed that moment in the living room over and over again, the way Selena touched him, the way he smiled at her, the way he didn’t push her away. Each time, it felt like a fresh wound. I threw myself into my schoolwork, trying to distract myself, but even that wasn’t enough. The whispers in the hallways about me and Jaxon, about me and Ryder, seemed to grow louder. Everyone had an opinion about my life, and I hated it. That morning, I decided to skip breakfast, not wanting to face Ryder or anyone else. I grabbed an apple from the kitchen and headed outside. The crisp morning air bit at my skin, but it was refreshing, a welcome change from the suffocating atmosphere inside the house. I walked toward the woods, needing space to clear my mi
Last Updated : 2025-03-04The Triplet Alpha's Outcast This was a mistake!
Jaxon’s POV The tension in the air was electric as I stood in the music room, trying to keep my distance from Stephanie. But it was impossible to ignore her. Her presence was magnetic, pulling me in despite every warning bell going off in my head. She leaned against the piano, her lips curved in a sly smile. Her voice was soft, sultry, the kind that used to make me weak. "You can’t tell me you don’t miss this, Jaxon. The way we used to be.” I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay grounded. “Stephanie, I’ve moved on. You need to stop.” But she didn’t stop. Instead, she took a slow step toward me, her perfume wrapping around me like a noose. “Moved on? Really? From this?” She gestured at herself, her fingers trailing suggestively down her neck. I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “Yes,” I said, but my voice faltered. “Liar.” She was closer now, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from her skin. Her hand brushed against my arm, light and teasing. “Stephanie,” I warn
Last Updated : 2025-03-06The Triplet Alpha's Outcast I can't deal with him right now.
Amara's POVMy heart hammered in my chest, every beat pounding like a drum as I stood frozen in the doorway, my vision blurring with the sting of tears. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. Jaxon, my Jaxon, the one I had opened my heart to, was kissing her. Stephanie. His ex. And the way they looked at each other… like nothing had ever changed. Like the bond I thought we shared meant nothing to him. I couldn’t breathe. My throat tightened, and it felt as though the room was closing in around me. The world spun, the voices of their whispers, the sound of their kiss, everything muddled into a single, unbearable weight. I didn’t stay to watch. I couldn’t. My feet carried me out of that room, my body moving on its own, driven by the need to escape, to get away from the suffocating pain. The hallway stretched before me, but my legs felt weak, unsteady, like I was walking through a fog. Tears blurred my vision, each step I took more difficult than the last. I could barely see where
Last Updated : 2025-03-07The Triplet Alpha's Outcast I don't deserve this.
Amara's POVThe days that followed were a blur. Everything felt like a mixture of confusion and lingering pain, but somehow, Caden’s presence made it bearable. He was always there, steady, calm, and unwavering, while Jaxon seemed to be avoiding me, and the rest of the world continued around us. Every time I thought about Jaxon, about the kiss I’d seen, my chest tightened. It was like a knot I couldn’t untangle. I kept asking myself why. Why did he do it? Why was he so careless with me, with us?But Caden....Caden never stopped being there. He was my anchor in the storm, even when I didn’t deserve it. I was still angry, still hurting, but there was a small part of me that couldn’t help but feel grateful for his support.One afternoon, as I sat on the couch, my eyes glued to the TV but my mind far away, Caden came in, carrying two cups of hot chocolate. He sat beside me, handing me one, his eyes soft with understanding. "I know you’re still upset," he said, breaking the silence. "But
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Amara's POVThe tension between Caden and me had been building for days, and now, sitting next to him on the couch, it was almost unbearable. Every glance he gave me, every subtle touch, seemed to ignite something deep inside me. I was still sorting through the mess in my heart, torn between the past and the present, between Jaxon and the undeniable connection I was starting to feel with Caden.I glanced over at Caden, finding his eyes already on me. He didn’t say anything, but there was a silent understanding between us. It was as if we both knew what the other was feeling but didn’t quite know how to say it. The air around us seemed to thrum with unspoken words, an energy that neither of us could deny."Amara," Caden said softly, his voice low and filled with something I couldn’t quite place. "You don’t have to do this alone. I know it’s hard, but whatever happens with Jaxon, I want you to know you’re not alone in this."My breath caught in my throat as his words settled over me. It
Last Updated : 2025-03-07The Triplet Alpha's Outcast How could I have messed this up so badly?
Ryder's POVThe hallway was silent, the only sound the faint echo of my footsteps on the polished floor. The weight of everything was pressing down on me, Amara’s silence, her distance, and my inability to break through the walls she’d built around herself. Every moment with her felt like we were on the edge of something, but I didn’t know how to bridge the gap. My mind was a mess, and no matter how hard I tried to focus, all I could think about was her. I couldn’t get her out of my head, no matter how hard I tried.I turned a corner and stopped in my tracks when I saw a shadow lingering near the door. The shape of the person was familiar, but in the haze of confusion clouding my thoughts, I didn’t pause to question it. “Amara?” I called, my voice hoarse, a bit of hope creeping in despite myself.The figure didn’t immediately respond, but the silence only lasted for a second before they moved closer. And just as I thought I might finally be able to talk to her, to make sense of ever
Last Updated : 2025-03-07The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Just get to the point.
Amara's POVThe day had started off like any other. I sat in the cafeteria, a cup of coffee in hand, trying to keep my thoughts from drifting back to everything that had been happening lately. But it was hard. It was impossible to ignore the knot in my stomach every time I thought about Ryder, Jaxon, Caden, and the mess we were all in. My wolf was restless, growling in the back of my mind, unsure of what to make of everything. It didn’t help that Selena was always around, throwing herself into situations where she could get a reaction out of me. I had always known she was trouble, but now it felt like she was out for blood.I was staring blankly at my phone when I felt a presence looming over me. My heart dropped when I saw her...Selena, of course.She was standing right in front of me, a smirk plastered on her face, her arms crossed as if she owned the place. “Hey, Amara,” she said, her voice dripping with sweetness and something else. A challenge.I looked up, trying to keep my emo
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The Triplet Alpha's Outcast It can manipulate reality.
Amara’s POV The unsettling weight of my nightmare settled over the pack house like a shroud, a chilling premonition that colored every interaction, every shadow, every rustle of leaves in the wind. The vibrant energy that usually pulsed through our home was muted, replaced by a tense undercurrent of anxiety and a heightened awareness of the potential dangers that lurked just beyond our borders.The morning sun, usually a welcome beacon, felt weak and ineffective against the encroaching darkness of my vision. The familiar routines of the pack, the training exercises, the patrols, the shared meals, all felt like a fragile facade, a desperate attempt to maintain normalcy in the face of an unseen threat.I found myself constantly scanning the faces of my mates, a desperate need to reassure myself of their safety. The memory of their broken bodies, their silent suffering in my dream, haunted me, fueling a possessive protectiveness that bordered on desperation. I clung to their touches, th
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast I can’t shake the feeling… it wasn’t just a dream.
Amara’s POV Sleep, that usually offered a sweet oblivion, had become a treacherous landscape haunted by the fractured images of my nightmare. The comforting darkness of our bedroom now felt thin and permeable, every rustle of leaves outside sounding like the stealthy approach of unseen enemies, every shadow in the periphery of my vision twisting into the monstrous form that had pursued Jaxon in my terror-stricken sleep. The vibrant strength of Ryder, the unwavering resolve of Caden, the playful agility of Jaxon – all had been rendered fragile and broken in the horrifying theater of my mind, leaving behind a gnawing anxiety that clung to me like a second skin, a chilling residue that even the solid warmth of my mates couldn't fully dispel.I lay rigidly still, the soft weight of the blankets a suffocating shroud, my breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps. The familiar rhythm of my mates’ breathing beside me, usually a soothing lullaby, now felt fragile, precious, something that could
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast It felt… vivid. Almost… like a warning.
Amara’s POV The frantic rhythm of my heart gradually slowed, replaced by a dull, persistent thrum of unease. The warmth of my mates pressed against me, a tangible reassurance that they were indeed safe, but the vivid images of the nightmare clung to the edges of my awareness, a chilling residue of terror that refused to dissipate.I lay still, my breathing shallow, trying to banish the lingering echoes of loss and despair. The comforting weight of Ryder’s arm around my waist, the steady presence of Caden and Jaxon beside me – they were anchors in the storm of my fear, but the premonition of danger, the horrifying clarity of the dream, had shaken me to my core.A soft stirring beside me indicated that Ryder was waking. His silver eyes, still clouded with sleep, found mine, his brow furrowing slightly as he sensed my distress.“Amara? What’s wrong?” His voice was low and husky, laced with concern.I hesitated, the images of the nightmare still too raw, too vivid to articulate easily. “
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast A horrible nightmare!
Amara’s POVThe afternoon transitioned into evening, the warm hues of sunset painting the sky in vibrant shades of orange, pink, and gold. The pack gathered for the evening meal, the communal atmosphere a comforting constant in our lives. Laughter and easy conversation filled the air as we shared food and stories from our day.I found myself subtly observing my mates, a quiet curiosity coloring my gaze. I watched the easy camaraderie between Ryder and a younger pack member, the patient guidance in Ryder’s tone as he offered advice on tracking techniques. I wondered if the potential magical link I shared with him subtly enhanced his natural empathy and his ability to connect with others.I observed Caden’s interactions with Lyra, their easy understanding and the quiet respect that flowed between them as they discussed border patrols. I pondered if the Thorne magic subtly amplified his innate diplomatic skills, his ability to forge alliances and maintain peace within our extended pack.
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Any potential downsides to this… intertwining?
Amara’s POV Breakfast unfolded with its usual comforting rhythm. The aroma of food filled the warm kitchen, and the familiar banter between my mates eased the subtle tension that had lingered between Jaxon and me. Caden recounted a humorous dream he’d had about trying to teach a squirrel basic calculus, his dramatic retelling punctuated by exaggerated gestures that drew laughter from us all. Ryder, ever the quiet observer, offered dry wit and insightful comments, grounding the more outlandish tales with his characteristic pragmatism.Despite the normalcy of the morning, the shared awareness of the potential magical influence from the previous night remained a subtle undercurrent in my thoughts. I found myself occasionally lost in contemplation, my gaze drifting as I pondered the implications of this newfound layer to our intimacy. Was it a rare occurrence, a unique byproduct of a particularly intense connection? Or was it a more intrinsic aspect of the Thorne magic, something that wo
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Maybe it created a… a conduit for the magic?
Amara’s POV Jaxon’s movements became more urgent, more demanding, his body a taut, powerful force against mine. The rhythm of our lovemaking intensified, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through me, each shared breath a testament to the escalating passion that bound us together.My own body responded instinctively, arching against his, my hands gripping his shoulders, my nails digging lightly into the smooth skin of his back. The low groans that escaped his lips fueled the fire within me, a primal satisfaction in knowing the depth of the pleasure I was giving him.The air in the moonlit room grew thick with the scent of our mingled bodies, the only sounds the frantic rhythm of our breathing, the soft slap of skin against skin, and the involuntary cries that escaped our lips as we teetered on the precipice of release.His dark eyes, usually so playful, were now clouded with a raw, untamed desire, his gaze locked onto mine, a silent communication passing between us, a sh
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Are you sure you just wanted to sleep, sleepyhead?
Amara’s POV The gentle kiss with Jaxon deepened, the initial sleepy tenderness blossoming into a warmer, more insistent exploration. His lips moved against mine with a playful familiarity, a silent invitation to the intimacy that often sparked between us in the quiet hours of the night. There was an effortless ease in our connection, a comfortable understanding that allowed our desires to unfold naturally, without the need for many words. His hand, still cupping my cheek, shifted, his thumb tracing the curve of my jawline, sending a familiar shiver down my spine. A soft sigh escaped my lips as I leaned into his touch, the warmth of his body a comforting and arousing presence beside me. He pulled back slightly, his dark eyes, now fully open and filled with a playful desire, met mine in the dim moonlight. A mischievous grin tugged at the corner of his lips, a familiar expression that always hinted at the delightful possibilities that lay between us. “Couldn’t resist, could I?”
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast You feel so good beside me.
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
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast It’s just… sometimes the weight of it all feels a bit heavy.
Amara’s POV The action movie eventually reached its explosive climax, the credits rolling across the screen in a blur of names and technical jargon. Jaxon, thoroughly engrossed, was still animatedly dissecting the final fight scene, while Ryder, ever the protector, subtly scanned the room, his silver eyes lingering on the darkened windows for a moment before returning to me.A sudden craving for something sweet, a counterpoint to the adrenaline-fueled movie, tugged at me. “I think I’ll go make some tea,” I announced, pushing myself up from the comfortable depths of the couch. “Anyone want anything?”Jaxon, still lost in cinematic analysis, mumbled a vague “Nah, I’m good.” Ryder simply reached for my hand, squeezing it gently before releasing me. Caden, however, his golden eyes meeting mine with a soft warmth, offered a quiet, “I’ll come with you, love. I could use another cup of something warm.”We made our way to the kitchen, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the co
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