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The Mate Challenge
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate The Challenge Begins
Elowen’s POVThe air was electric, thick with unspoken tension as Alaric, Theron, and Ranon squared off against Cillian. My heart thundered in my chest, and I could barely catch my breath. Cillian’s smirk widened as he took a step forward. His casual demeanor only made the situation more unnerving. “You really think the three of you can protect her? She deserves better than the scraps you’ve thrown her way.” Theron growled low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “Say another word, and I’ll shut your mouth permanently.” Cillian ignored him, his steel-gray eyes settling on me. “Tell me, little Omega, do they treat you with the respect you deserve? Or are you nothing but their dirty secret?” I clenched my fists, my wolf howling inside me. “Don’t let him talk to us like that! We are stronger than this.”But I felt frozen, caught between the venom in Cillian’s words and the heat radiating off the triplets behind me. “You don’t speak to her,” Alaric said, his
Last Updated : 2024-11-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate Challenge Accepted
Elowen's POV The air still crackled with tension as I watched the triplets exchange grim looks. They stood like an unbreakable wall, each projecting power in their own way. But the weight of their stares on me felt suffocating. “We’ll fix this,” Alaric had said, his voice calm and full of promises I didn’t trust. Fix what? My bond with them? Their hatred for me? The fact that I felt like a pawn in a game I hadn’t agreed to play? Lisa rushed to my side, pulling me into her arms. Lisa looked past me, glaring at the triplets. “You three better sort this out before you destroy her completely. She deserves better than this chaos.” Her words stung, and I felt tears pricking at my eyes. She was right. I deserved better. But I was tied to this—tied to them—whether I wanted it or not. Theron turned to me, his jaw tight. “You don’t trust us,” he said, his voice rough, almost broken. “How can I?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. “You’ve treated me like nothing but a b
Last Updated : 2024-11-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate The Cruel Game
Elowen’s POVThe hallway was quieter than usual, the shadows stretching long across the floor as the last of the students hurried to their destinations. I had stayed behind after class, hoping to avoid running into anyone—not Alisa, not her gaggle of bullies, and especially not the triplets.But fate had other plans.I turned the corner, and there he was. Ranon.His broad shoulders leaned casually against the wall, his dark eyes locked onto me the moment I appeared. It was as if he’d been waiting for me.My chest tightened, and I stopped in my tracks, my instincts screaming at me to turn and run. But his gaze held me frozen in place.“Elowen,” he said, his deep voice rolling over me like thunder.I swallowed hard. “What do you want, Ranon?”He pushed off the wall and took a step closer. “To talk.”I shook my head, already backing away. “I don’t have anything to say to you.”He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “I figured you’d say that. But we need to talk. You and me. Now
Last Updated : 2024-11-24The Triplet's Bullied Mate Challenge Accepted, Elowen
Ranon’s POVThe next day, I found her alone in the library. She sat by the farthest window, her face buried in a book, trying to disappear into the background like she always did. But there was no escaping me.I made my way over, deliberately taking my time. Her scent hit me first—warm, soothing, and maddeningly addictive. My wolf stirred, whining softly.“Don’t do this, Ranon,” he growled, his tone pleading. “She’s innocent. She’s ours.”I ignored him, forcing a smirk onto my face as I approached. She didn’t notice me at first, too lost in her own world, but the moment I pulled out the chair across from her, her head snapped up.Her wide, startled eyes met mine, and I could see the wariness there, the fear she tried so hard to hide.“Ranon,” she said quietly, her voice steady but guarded.“Relax, Elowen,” I drawled, leaning back in the chair. “I’m not here to bite.”Her lips pressed into a thin line, and she closed her book with a soft thud. “What do you want?”I let my smirk deepen,
Last Updated : 2024-11-24The Triplet's Bullied Mate A Kiss To Seal The Bond
Elowen’s POVThe sun was setting, casting long golden streaks across the campus grounds as I walked back to my dorm. The air was crisp, a quiet calm settling over the evening. For once, I felt a sense of peace—no mocking voices, no sidelong glances, no triplets breathing down my neck. At least, that’s what I thought. I turned the corner, and there he was. Alaric. He stood leaning against the low brick wall near the path, his arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made my steps falter. “Alaric,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. He pushed off the wall, his movements smooth and predatory, and closed the distance between us in a few long strides. “You’ve been avoiding me,” he said, his tone low and accusing. I glanced away, the weight of his gaze too much to bear. “I haven’t been avoiding you.” “Don’t lie to me, Elowen,” he said sharply, his voice softening at the edges. “I can feel it. The bond doesn’t let me ignore when you’re pulling away.” I
Last Updated : 2024-11-25The Triplet's Bullied Mate This Jealousy
Theron’s POV I had been watching them for a while, hidden in the shadows, my gaze never leaving the pair of them. Alaric and Elowen. The way she looked at him, the way his gaze softened as he touched her, his body leaning in just a bit too close for comfort. It irritated me. I hated it. At first, I tried to convince myself it was nothing. That I was simply concerned, protecting my brothers, keeping an eye on our mate. But deep down, something clawed at me—something unfamiliar and far too...raw. My wolf growled in the back of my mind, but I couldn’t tell if it was because of the bond or something more. I had ignored the bond for so long. The attraction, the tug of that connection, all of it. It had been easy to dismiss, to pretend it wasn’t there. But now? Now it was real. It was undeniable. Elowen’s laugh floated toward me, soft and sweet, and it caused a sickening twist in my gut. I didn’t like it. Not when it was directed at him. As she leaned in closer to him, I fel
Last Updated : 2024-11-25The Triplet's Bullied Mate Alaric would fight for her!
Alaric’s POVI stood there, watching Theron retreat, his words hanging in the air like a dark cloud. His eyes had burned with something I hadn’t seen from him before—something raw, possessive, and filled with a jealousy that felt out of place coming from him. I had always known my brother had a temper, but this was different. This was... something else. He had spoken to her like that. My mate. And I could feel the anger surging in me, my wolf snarling, furious at how he had dared to speak to her like that, to treat her like she was beneath him.“Don’t listen to him, Elowen,” I said, my voice more forceful than I intended. The need to protect her, to shield her from the darkness of our past, was rising to the surface. I reached out, gently cupping her cheek in my hand, my touch tender but firm. She flinched, just a little, and it stung me more than I’d care to admit. But I understood. Theron had a way of manipulating people, even those closest to him. And I knew that, deep down, Elow
Last Updated : 2024-11-26The Triplet's Bullied Mate I want her, I need her!
Theron’s POVI sat at the edge of the courtyard with Camille draped on my arm, her giggles grating against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. The warmth of the sun filtered through the trees, but all I could feel was the fire raging inside me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them—her—kissing Alaric. My brother. My damn brother. My wolf growled low in my mind, pacing furiously. That should’ve been us. “Shut up,” I hissed under my breath, though the words were as much for myself as for him. Camille tilted her head at me, her lips curving into a pout. “What’s wrong, Theron? You’ve been distracted all day.” She leaned closer, her perfume too sweet, too cloying. I used to enjoy her attention, her flirty touches and empty words, but right now? It all felt like static. Because she’s not Elowen. My wolf’s voice was sharp, cutting through my thoughts like a blade.I clenched my jaw, my fingers twitching against my thigh. “Nothing’s wrong,” I said curtly, though my tone clearly betray
Last Updated : 2024-11-26
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate We’re not saying you’re property, little star.
Elowen’s POV Sleep had been a fickle, unwelcome guest, teasing the edges of my consciousness throughout the long, restless night without ever offering true respite. My mind had been a battlefield of conflicting emotions, replaying the charged moments of the previous day in an endless loop—Alaric’s possessive kiss, the raw, untamed fury that had blazed in his eyes when he’d finally turned away from Lysander, and the persistent, dull ache in my chest, a knot of anxiety that had stubbornly refused to loosen its grip. I sat on the edge of my bed now, the soft cotton of the sheets feeling strangely cold against my skin, watching the first tentative rays of sunlight tentatively paint the eastern sky in hues of pale rose and soft gold. The sprawling academy grounds outside my window, usually bustling with early morning activity, were still shrouded in a delicate, ethereal mist that clung to the shadowy edges of the ancient trees, lending the familiar landscape an almost dreamlike, otherwor
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Like he had some damn right to touch you.
Alaric’s POV The sprawling halls of the academy, usually teeming with the restless energy of burgeoning shifters and the hushed whispers of arcane secrets, were quieter than usual, a deceptive stillness that belied the turbulent emotions churning within me. Distant echoes of lingering footsteps faded into the stone, the last of the students retreating into the relative sanctuary of their dormitories. I stood outside Elowen’s room, my fists clenched tightly at my sides, the rhythmic pounding of my heart a heavy drumbeat against my ribs. She hadn’t said much after I’d practically dragged her away from Lysander’s unsettling presence in the cafeteria. The words hadn’t been necessary. That look in her eyes—a complex tapestry woven with threads of confusion, a subtle hint of guilt, and an underlying current of frustration—haunted the edges of my vision. I knocked once. A soft, hesitant tap that felt strangely out of sync with the turmoil raging inside me. The heavy wooden door creaked i
The Triplet's Bullied Mate How dare he touch her?
Alaric’s POV My fists were still trembling, the residual adrenaline of the confrontation coursing through my veins. I could feel the dull throb of the scrape on my knuckles from where they’d connected with Lysander’s arrogant jaw—a sharp, satisfying impact that had barely scratched the surface of the consuming fury that still burned within me. How dare he touch her? How dare he look at her with that possessive glint in his eyes, as if she were some prize to be won, something to conquer? The possessive rage was a living thing inside me, a primal fire threatening to consume me whole. My wolf was clawing just beneath the surface, snarling and restless, demanding blood. Demanding retribution. Demanding justice for the blatant disrespect. But beneath the burning rage, a flicker of something colder, more unsettling, remained. She’d looked… scared. Not of him. Of me. I replayed the chaotic scene over and over in my mind as I stormed down the deserted corridor, the air around me prac
The Triplet's Bullied Mate You don’t talk with your hands on someone else’s mate.
Elowen’s POV Next morning the academy's cafeteria hummed with the chaotic symphony of midday: the incessant clatter of ceramic trays against metal surfaces, the low murmur of countless conversations weaving together, punctuated by the occasional burst of unrestrained laughter erupting from various clusters of students. I had sought refuge at a secluded table near the far wall, a steaming cup of lukewarm tea clutched in my hands, my thoughts adrift somewhere between the intricate strategies discussed in Professor Vance’s tactics lecture and the stolen, breathless intimacy of our rooftop rendezvous. The triplets were currently immersed in mandatory combat training, a rigorous session reserved for high-ranking shifters, and I had deliberately chosen this quieter hour to slip away, craving a moment of solitary contemplation. For once, the relentless demands of academy life seemed to recede, leaving a fragile semblance of peace in its wake. That fleeting tranquility shattered the moment
The Triplet's Bullied Mate “You know what I mean, don’t you, Ranon?
Elowen’s POV Before I could even form a coherent response, he captured my lips with a fierce, possessive hunger, his hands moving with a renewed urgency, exploring every inch of exposed skin with a desperate need. The lingering tension from our sparring match dissolved into a raw, primal desire that mirrored my own burgeoning need. His knee nudged my legs apart with a subtle command, and he settled his weight more fully against me, the hard ridge of his arousal pressing insistently against the slick heat gathering between my thighs. A sharp gasp escaped my lips, my body arching instinctively into his, a silent plea for connection. I needed him, wanted him, with a ferocity that eclipsed anything I had ever felt before. With a low, guttural groan that rumbled deep in his chest, he entered me, filling me completely. His pace was slow, deliberate, each thrust a measured exploration, the rhythm designed to stoke the already blazing fires within me until they burned hotter than the midda
The Triplet's Bullied Mate This… connection between us. It’s different. Fiercer.
Elowen's POV “I love this version of you, Ranon,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire. “The one that’s not afraid to want me, to claim me.” He looked down at me, his amber eyes blazing with a fierce, possessive light. “Then I’ll show you all of me, Elowen. Every single part.” His gaze dropped to my lips, lingering there for a breathless moment before returning to my eyes, filled with a raw intensity that made my heart pound. He shifted, his weight pressing more fully against me, the hard planes of his body a stark reminder of his strength, his possessiveness. “You feel it too, don’t you, Elowen?” he murmured, his voice thick with a desire that mirrored my own burgeoning need. “This… connection between us. It’s different. Fiercer.” I nodded, unable to articulate the complex emotions swirling within me. The bond I shared with all three of them was unique, a tapestry woven with different threads of affection, passion, and unwavering loyalty. But there was a raw, untamed in
The Triplet's Bullied Mate I love this version of you, Ranon.
Elowen’s POVThe sun, a molten orb sinking towards the horizon, cast long, dramatic shadows across the secluded sparring field nestled behind the ancient stone walls of the academy. Golden rays, thick and warm, bled across the soft, yielding grass, painting the familiar landscape in hues of amber and rose. The other students, their energy spent after the rigorous combat class, had long since scattered back to the relative comfort of their quarters, but I had lingered, my body still thrumming with the residual adrenaline of earlier matches, and my heart… still a tangled mess of conflicting emotions that the physical exertion hadn’t quite managed to unravel.“I knew you’d wait.”The deep, familiar timbre of his voice sent a shiver down my spine. I turned slowly.Ranon stepped out of the long shadows cast by the ancient oak trees bordering the training ground, his presence as always both silent and undeniably solid. His dark training shirt clung to the sculpted lines of his torso, damp w
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Tempting offer, little witch. Very tempting indeed.
Elowen’s POVThe echoing halls of the academy pulsed with the raw, untamed energy of morning, a palpable hum of anticipation and nervous excitement as students streamed towards their respective classrooms. Today was combat day, a stark reminder of the volatile world we inhabited, where grudges often manifested as bruises and the subtle dance of flirtation could ignite into something far more dangerous, far more real. The sharp, metallic scent of steel mingled with the faint, musky tang of sweat already permeating the air, a sensory cocktail that spoke of both discipline and potential violence.I walked with a deliberate stride between Alaric and Theron, their presence a comforting, possessive shield against the curious and often hostile gazes that followed me like persistent shadows. Ranon trailed a step behind, his movements fluid and silent, a dark, watchful presence that lingered even when he didn’t utter a single word. The other students parted as we moved through the crowded corr
The Triplet's Bullied Mate If it is, I officially vote we cancel it.
Elowen’s POVSunlight, a gentle intruder, seeped through the delicate weave of the sheer curtains, painting intricate golden patterns across the rumpled expanse of the bed. I stirred slowly, my muscles pleasantly relaxed, the lingering warmth of three strong, possessive bodies anchoring me to the soft, yielding mattress like invisible tethers.I was cocooned in a comforting heat – Ranon’s muscular arm slung possessively across my waist, his fingers splayed against the curve of my stomach, a silent claim even in sleep. Behind me, I could hear the soft, even rhythm of Alaric’s breathing, a deep, reassuring sound that filled the quiet room. Theron, ever the early riser, wasn’t physically touching me at the moment, but his lingering scent, a heady blend of spice and something uniquely his own, still clung to the sheets and pillows, a potent reminder of the passionate hours we had shared. I could still feel the phantom warmth of his demanding kisses from the night before, the way his touch
