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The Triplet's Bullied Mate Just a little something to make it fun.
Elowen's POV We pulled up to the estate in silence. Ranon killed the engine, looking over at me with a smug expression. "We're here." I nodded, unbuckling my seat belt and slipping out of the car. He met me around the back, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he watched me. "You can admit defeat, sweetheart. I won't judge." I rolled my eyes, forcing a neutral expression. "Don't flatter yourself, Ranon. We're not done yet." "So it's a war, then?" I hummed, letting my gaze drag over him. "If that's what you want to call it." He chuckled. "Careful, Elowen. I don't lose." "Neither do I," I murmured. He leaned in, his breath hot on my skin. "Then let's make this interesting, hmm? I'll give you a head start." "A head start for what?" He shrugged. "Just a little something to make it fun." I swallowed, willing my heart to slow down. "And how will we know who wins?" "Whoever breaks first," he said, his voice low and rough. "That sounds easy enough," I breathed, reaching u
Last Updated : 2025-02-12The Triplet's Bullied Mate So why does your wolf beg for me every time I'm near?
Ranon’s POV The drive back was quieter, but the air between us crackled with unspoken words. I could still feel the warmth of her breath from when I’d leaned in, the phantom touch of her fingers grazing my shirt.Damn her.She thought she had won this round.She was wrong.I kept my grip firm on the wheel, my expression unreadable. But inside? My wolf was restless, pacing, demanding that I do something. He wanted her.Needed her.The scent of her was still all over me, taunting, intoxicating. My hands itched to pull over again, to finish what we started—what she wanted to start.Instead, I exhaled slowly. Controlled. Calculated."You're awfully quiet now," she mused, turning slightly in her seat. "Did I take all the fight out of you?"I let out a low chuckle. "Sweetheart, if you think that was me losing, you have a lot to learn."Her smirk deepened. "So teach me."Fuck.My hands tightened on the wheel. "Careful what you ask for, Elowen."She hummed, tilting her head. "You keep saying
Last Updated : 2025-02-13The Triplet's Bullied Mate Didn't realize the river belonged to the mighty Alaric.
Elowen's POV The night air was crisp against my heated skin as I stood there, watching Alaric walk away. His steps were stiff, his shoulders taut with tension. I should’ve felt satisfaction; after all, I'd gotten exactly what I wanted.He kissed me.Not because he wanted to—but because he couldn’t help himself.My lips still tingled from the force of it, from the way his wolf had surged to the surface, possessive and raw. It was the crack in his armor I'd been waiting for. A moment where the mask slipped and the cold, untouchable Alaric revealed the chaos raging beneath.I should’ve been thrilled.But as his scent lingered in the air, sharp with frustration and something darker, my chest ached in a way I didn’t expect."He's falling for it," I whispered to myself. "Just like I planned."My wolf stirred inside me, uneasy. She didn’t share my triumph. She didn't want Alaric broken—she wanted him whole, strong, and... ours.I shoved that thought away and turned back toward my dorm. Ever
Last Updated : 2025-02-14The Triplet's Bullied Mate Only in the best possible way.
Elowen's POV Alaric's hands slid to my waist, pulling me against him with a ferocity that left me breathless. His mouth claimed mine again, and this time there was no restraint. The night seemed to hold its breath around us, the rustle of leaves and the distant river forgotten in the wake of his touch. "Elowen," he rasped against my lips. "Tell me to stop." "Don't stop," I whispered. With a growl, he lifted me effortlessly, and my legs wrapped around his waist. He moved toward the soft mossy ground near the riverbank and lowered me with a gentleness that contradicted the hunger in his eyes. His fingers traced along my jaw, down my neck, igniting a fire beneath my skin. "This shouldn't be happening," he said, more to himself than me. "It already is," I answered. He smiled, his thumb tracing my lower lip. "You're beautiful, Elowen. Beautiful and maddening." "Are you calling me crazy?" I teased, my breath catching as his hand moved to caress the bare skin of my thigh. "Only in
Last Updated : 2025-02-15The Triplet's Bullied Mate You stole my boyfriend, you disgusting whore!
Elowen's POV By the time we reached the academy, Alaric’s fingers were still laced with mine, his grip strong and unwavering. He looked down at me with a satisfied smirk, his golden eyes gleaming with something possessive. The way he had held me last night, the way he had whispered my name—it still lingered in my mind, making my cheeks flush. But the moment of quiet bliss shattered like glass. A sharp voice sliced through the morning air. “You bitch!” I barely had time to react before Lisa stormed toward us, her heels clicking against the pavement with each furious step. Her face was a mask of pure rage, lips curled in disgust, her manicured nails clenched into fists at her sides. “How fucking dare you?” she seethed, her voice trembling. “You stole my boyfriend, you disgusting whore!” The courtyard fell silent. Heads turned. Curious whispers spread like wildfire. I took a step back, caught off guard by her sudden outburst. My heart pounded, but I refused to look away.
Last Updated : 2025-02-15The Triplet's Bullied Mate I want the real you.
Theron's POV Elowen’s breath hitched, her entire body rigid in my arms. Her gray eyes locked onto mine, stormy and filled with disbelief. “H-how do you know?” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft music playing around us. A smirk tugged at my lips, but there was no amusement in my expression—only certainty. “I’ve always known,” I murmured, my fingers grazing the bare skin at the back of her neck. “From the first moment I laid eyes on you.” She shook her head slightly, her brows knitting together. “That’s impossible. No one knows. No one can know.” I tightened my grip on her waist, pulling her even closer. “You forget, Elowen—I see things others don’t. I feel things others ignore.” My voice dropped lower, barely above a whisper. “I’ve watched you hide behind that omega mask for so long, but you can’t fool me.” Her breathing grew uneven, her pulse quickening against my fingertips. “I—I don’t understand,” she admitted, her voice laced with panic. I leaned
Last Updated : 2025-02-16The Triplet's Bullied Mate You almost got her killed!
Theron’s POV I stood there, staring at the empty space where she had been moments ago, my pulse still thundering in my ears. The auditorium felt eerily silent now, as if the universe itself had paused to let her words sink their claws into my soul. I will destroy your family, Theron. And I’ll make sure you watch every second of it. A sharp exhale left me, my hands clenching into fists. She hated me. She hated all of us. And yet, the taste of her was still on my lips, the ghost of her warmth lingering on my skin. Damn it. I raked a hand through my hair, forcing myself to move, to breathe. But the weight in my chest refused to ease, pressing down with a force that made it hard to think. I had known she was angry. That she felt betrayed. But I hadn’t expected that level of hatred. That raw, burning need for vengeance. And the worst part? I understood it. Hell, if I were in her position, I’d want us dead too. I turned sharply on my heel, storming out of the auditorium, my m
Last Updated : 2025-02-17The Triplet's Bullied Mate There is no fixing this, Theron.
Theron’s POV I found her behind the academy, in the secluded garden where the scent of damp earth and moonflowers filled the night air. She sat on a stone bench, her head bowed, her shoulders shaking as muffled sobs tore through her. The sight of her—Elowen, the girl who had just sworn to destroy me—completely broken—made something sharp twist inside my chest. I had never seen her like this. She was always fire, always defiance, always ready to fight the world with her sharp tongue and sharper claws. But now? She looked small. And it killed me. I swallowed hard, stepping closer. My boots crunched against the gravel path, but she didn’t move, didn’t even lift her head. “Elowen.” Her breath hitched, but she didn’t look up. “Go away, Theron.” I didn’t. I sat beside her instead, leaving just enough space between us that she wouldn’t feel cornered. Silence stretched between us, thick and heavy. The only sound was the uneven rhythm of her breathing, the quiet sniffle
Last Updated : 2025-02-18
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate Arrival of Alpha Caelum.
Elowen’s POVThe whispers hadn’t stopped since the kiss.I could still feel Ranon’s lips against mine, still see the stunned expressions on the faces around us as he kissed me in the courtyard—bold, public, possessive. I wasn’t just the girl recovering from a brutal battle anymore.I was the girl claimed by the Alphas.And now, I was also the girl everyone whispered about.Whispers always grow louder when power is involved.I had just begun adjusting to this new rhythm of life at the Academy. Every hallway I walked down came with stares, tension—envy. The triplets barely left my side anymore. Ranon was the most obvious, his touches lingering longer than before, his eyes burning with unspoken promises. Alaric became sharper, his words edged with something protective and territorial. Theron… watched. Quietly. Intently. As though he knew something none of the others did.And then… he arrived.The great hall was unusually packed for a midday assembly. The hum of conversation buzzed with c
The Triplet's Bullied Mate You’re bleeding.
Elowen's POV Ranon didn’t move immediately after making his declaration.His arm was still gently looped around my waist, his chest rising and falling with quiet intensity, like he was holding back every raging emotion inside him. I could feel the heat of his skin, the subtle tremble in his fingers. He had just said all of that—to everyone—and still stood tall, unwavering.But as the whispers grew fainter and the students slowly began to disperse, the only sound I could hear was the thunder of my own heartbeat.“Come with me,” Ranon said softly, his lips brushing the edge of my ear.I nodded, barely able to find my voice.He led me away from the garden path, around the back of the Academy grounds, through the small gates that led to the older training fields. The moon cast a pale silver glow over the grass, and the quiet hum of crickets filled the night air.We stopped near the edge of the field, where the trees started. The shadows danced across his face, but even in the dim light,
The Triplet's Bullied Mate He kissed her like—like she was his mate.
Elowen's POVWarmth.I woke to it—not just from the soft morning light spilling through the windows or the thick blankets tucked around me, but from the steady presence beside me.Alaric.He was still here, sitting on the edge of the bed, one hand entwined with mine. He hadn’t let go all night.His thumb stroked the back of my hand absentmindedly, his eyes focused out the window. I studied the sharp line of his jaw, the small crease in his brow, the faint stubble that had grown overnight.He looked tired. But he also looked peaceful.I shifted slightly, and his gaze snapped to mine instantly.“El,” he said softly, his voice still hoarse with sleep, but there was a smile in his eyes.“Morning,” I whispered.He leaned forward, brushing his lips gently across my forehead. “How do you feel?”“Like I got trampled by a herd of wolves,” I said with a dry laugh. “But… better.”Alaric chuckled quietly, relief flashing across his face. “You scared me half to death, you know that?”“You and the
The Triplet's Bullied Mate You scared the hell out of me.
Elowen’s POV The academy felt colder that night, even though the air was warm. A strange stillness had settled over the corridors—like something was watching. Waiting.After the incident in combat class, the triplets hadn’t left my side once. Not even for a minute. I appreciated it, even if I didn’t say it aloud.But tonight, I needed a breath. Alone.I slipped out while they were distracted in a strategy meeting with the head of security. My footsteps were quiet against the marble floors as I wandered toward the library tower. The scent of old parchment and dust always soothed me—it reminded me of quiet moments before everything turned chaotic.I was halfway up the spiral staircase when the hairs on the back of my neck stood.Something was wrong.Too quiet.I turned slowly.A figure dropped from the ceiling beams above, silent as a shadow, blade already drawn.“Elowen—!” a voice roared behind me—Theron’s.But he was too far.I raised my hand, magic sparking instinctively from my fin
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Do you ever wonder… if it’s worth it?
Elowen’s POV The afternoon sun was beginning to dip behind the academy towers, casting long shadows over the courtyard. Most students had gone inside, their laughter and conversation fading down the stone corridors, but the four of us lingered.Theron sat beside me, his thigh pressed lightly against mine, his arm stretched behind me along the bench. Alaric was pacing nearby, distracted, while Ranon leaned against the tree, head tilted back, eyes closed—but I knew he wasn’t sleeping. He was listening. Always listening.There was something peaceful about this moment… but there was also a quiet tension brewing beneath the surface. I could feel it in the way Alaric’s jaw tightened with every few steps, in the way Theron’s fingers twitched, like he was ready for a fight.“You’re all on edge,” I finally said softly, glancing between them.Theron didn’t deny it. “It’s been too quiet. After what happened in class…”“They’re regrouping,” Alaric muttered, his voice low. “Whoever tried to trigg
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Feels like everyone’s staring.
Elowen’s POVThe academy halls were hushed now, lit only by faint moonlight filtering through the tall windows. Everyone had been ordered to rest after the incident, but rest was a foreign concept to me tonight.I found myself drawn to the library—a place of stillness, of worn pages and silent thoughts. The fire was lit in the hearth, casting a warm, golden glow across the shelves.I sank into one of the old leather chairs, arms folded around myself. The moment I closed my eyes, the sound of the summoning echoed again—the screaming runes, the creature’s hiss, the way my magic had clawed its way out of me like it had a mind of its own.A hand gently touched my shoulder.I looked up.Theron.He didn’t say anything at first. Just looked at me, gaze heavy, stormy as always.“Couldn’t sleep?” he asked finally, his voice low.I shook my head. “Didn’t want to close my eyes and see that thing again.”He nodded and lowered himself into the chair beside me, resting his elbows on his knees, hand
The Triplet's Bullied Mate A cursed summon. A corrupted spell.
Elowen’s POVThe academy gates loomed ahead, familiar yet foreign.It had been weeks since I’d last walked through them—weeks since blood stained my hands, pain etched itself into my bones, and the world I once knew unraveled at the seams. And now, as the morning sun streamed down, casting a golden glow on the stone path, I felt… off-balance.Not weak. No, I wasn’t that anymore.Just changed.Alaric’s hand hovered close to my back without touching, his gaze scanning the students like they were threats. Theron flanked my right, silent and unreadable, while Ranon walked a step ahead, his arms folded, jaw clenched as always.Their presence was suffocating… but not in the way it used to be.Now it was protective. Devoted. Desperate.Students turned to stare, whispers already rising like a wave."She’s back.""Is that her?""Did you hear what she did to Ezekiel?""That’s the witch with the triplet alphas..."Every whisper hit me like a blade. Not because I cared about what they thought—but
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Then let me be your noise.
Theron’s POV Days bled into nights, and still, Elowen remained confined to the bed, her body slowly knitting itself back together with every excruciating hour. The once vibrant spark in her eyes hadn’t fully returned, but her chest rose and fell steadily, and that was enough to keep me breathing. The scars on her skin were healing, but the silence between us—the way she flinched when she dreamed, the way her hands trembled when she tried to lift a spoon—those were the wounds we couldn’t see. Each of us took turns helping her bathe, eat, walk down the long corridor of the mansion, and each time, we watched the strongest woman we’d ever known lean on us in a way she never had before. Alaric never left her side at night. He sat quietly in a chair beside her bed, his fingers loosely curled around hers as he whispered apologies she couldn't yet answer. His eyes, once hard and unforgiving, had softened in her presence, guilt clinging to every breath he took. “She used to hate being hel
The Triplet's Bullied Mate You have to come back to us, Elowen.
Theron's POVThe forest was a blur of shadows and moonlight as we raced through the underbrush. Ranon cradled Elowen against his chest, her body limp and alarmingly pale. Her blood had soaked through his shirt, staining it a deep crimson that glistened under the faint light. Each labored breath she took was a testament to her fading strength.Beside them, I ran, every step sending jolts of pain through my battered body. My ribs ached, likely cracked or worse, and a gash above my brow sent warm rivulets down my face, partially obscuring my vision. But none of it mattered. The only thing that did was the woman hanging onto life in Ranon's arms.Alaric, slightly ahead, kept glancing back, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination. He pressed two fingers to her neck, searching for a pulse. His face tightened."Her pulse is weak," he growled, voice raw. "She's losing too much blood—""Don't say it," I snapped, my voice sharper than intended. "She's not going to die.""Theron—""
