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Last Updated : 2025-01-26The Triplet's Bullied Mate One night with me.
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Elowen's POV The air outside was crisp, the cool night breeze brushing against my skin as Ranon and I walked side by side. Neither of us spoke at first, the silence thick with tension, anticipation, and something far more primal. His wolf was just as restless as mine—I could feel it in the way his gaze lingered on me, in the slight stiffness of his shoulders as he fought to keep himself in check. The bond between us hummed like a live wire, a constant pull I couldn’t escape even if I wanted to. “Where are we going?” I finally asked, breaking the silence. “You’ll see,” he replied, his voice calm but laced with an edge that sent shivers down my spine. I hated how cryptic he could be, how he always seemed to know more than he let on. But I followed him anyway, my heels clicking against the pavement as we left the academy grounds and headed toward the forest that bordered it. “Let me guess,” I said, trying to sound unimpressed. “You’re taking me to some secluded spot in the woo
Last Updated : 2025-01-29The Triplet's Bullied Mate So fucking beautiful.
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate Just five minutes.
Theron’s POVElowen stood rigid by the broken window, her golden eyes fixed on the spot where Victor had disappeared. The weight of everything we had fought for pressed against her shoulders like an invisible force, threatening to crush her.She was trying to hide it.But I saw the exhaustion in the way she swayed slightly, the way her hands trembled just the slightest bit before she clenched them into fists.She was running on sheer willpower alone.And I couldn’t let her.I stepped forward, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Elowen, you need to rest.”She stiffened but didn’t pull away. “I don’t have time to rest.”“Elowen—”“No.” Her voice was sharp, her body tense. “If I stop now, if I slow down for even a second, Victor will come back. He’ll—”I turned her to face me, gripping her arms firmly. “And what good will you be if you collapse before that happens?”Her gaze met mine, fierce and unrelenting, but beneath it, I saw the cracks. The exhaustion. The pain.I softened my grip. “Pl
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Ranon’s POVThe sound of running water filled the silence as Elowen showered. The three of us stood outside her door, waiting, thinking, watching.Alaric paced, his jaw clenched. Theron leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his eyes dark with exhaustion and something else—concern.Me? I just listened.Not because I was some creep, but because I needed to know she was still there. That she wasn’t slipping away from us again.After everything—after him, after Ezekiel—none of us were willing to let her go.The water shut off.A few minutes later, the door cracked open, and Elowen stepped out, her damp hair curling at the ends, a loose T-shirt hanging off one shoulder.She looked small.Not weak—never weak—but like the weight of everything was finally pressing down on her.“You’re still here,” she murmured, glancing between us.Alaric snorted. “Obviously.”Theron stepped forward, his voice softer. “Come eat something.”“I’m not—”“No.” I cut her off. “You are eating. You barely touched a
The Triplet's Bullied Mate We’ll be right outside.
Ranon’s POVThe battlefield was eerily silent now. Only the distant crackling of dying flames and the scent of blood remained.Ezekiel was gone—reduced to nothing but ash.And yet, my hands were still clenched into fists, my body still coiled with tension.Because even though we had won, something inside me still felt restless.Elowen stood in Alaric’s arms, her breathing unsteady, her body barely holding itself together. She had just destroyed the most dangerous threat we had ever faced, but I could see it in her eyes—this wasn’t over for her.She was free from Ezekiel, but was she free from us?I swallowed down the bitterness rising in my throat.Theron stepped forward, rubbing at his jaw where a deep cut was already healing. His golden eyes flickered toward me, his expression unreadable.We were all the same right now—beaten, bruised, and completely drained.But our mate?She looked ready to disappear again.And I couldn’t let that happen.“Elowen,” I called, my voice rough from th
The Triplet's Bullied Mate we won! The war was over!!!
Alaric’s POV Elowen was safe. For now.But that wasn’t enough.Ezekiel had crossed a line. He had sent rogues to harm my mate. He had poisoned her, left her defenseless, and dared to disappear into the night like a shadow.He thought he could take her blood, her magic, her life.He thought wrong.As Elowen slept, her breathing steady, I stood at the window of our mansion, my fingers clenched into fists. The moon was high, illuminating the world in a silver glow, but all I could see was red.Ranon and Theron stood beside me, their expressions unreadable.But I knew.I could feel their rage.“We’re going after him,” I said, my voice cold, decisive.Theron exhaled sharply. “We don’t even know where he is.”“Then we find him.” I turned to them, my jaw tight. “No more waiting. No more reacting. He came for Elowen once. He’ll come again.”Ranon’s eyes darkened. “And next time, he won’t send rogues.”Next time, he’d come himself.And that’s exactly what I wanted.No more waiting.No more hi
The Triplet's Bullied Mate I collapsed to my knees, gasping for breath.
Elowen’s POV The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension. We all knew Ezekiel wouldn’t wait long before making his next move. He was patient, but not the kind to let an opportunity slip through his fingers.Theron drummed his fingers against the table. “We need to figure out what he wants beyond your blood, Elowen. If it was just power, he could have gone after any strong Alpha or pack. But he’s fixated on you.”Alaric’s jaw clenched. “Because she’s more than just a werewolf.” His gaze flickered toward me, something unreadable in his expression. “She’s the last of a bloodline that threatens him. He doesn’t just want her power. He wants her erased.”The weight of his words settled over me like a suffocating blanket. I had always known my existence was dangerous, but hearing it spoken so plainly was… unsettling.Ranon leaned back in his chair, his expression deceptively calm. “If he wants her erased, we make sure she’s untouchable.” His smirk turned sharp. “We make sure he fears
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Because your blood, little wolf, is the key to everything.
Elowen's POVThe clearing fell into a suffocating silence.Then, a slow, deliberate clap echoed through the air.My blood ran cold.From the darkness, a figure emerged, stepping into the faint glow of the moon.Tall. Broad. Wrapped in a long, dark coat that billowed slightly in the night breeze.His face…Sharp, angular features, high cheekbones, and a chiseled jawline that could have made him almost handsome—if not for the sinister, predatory gleam in his icy gray eyes.He smirked, revealing a hint of elongated canines, a cruel mockery of the Alphas before him.His hair, dark as ink, was slicked back, emphasizing the deep creases lining his forehead. He looked like a man who had spent a lifetime in war, a man who had crushed everything in his path without remorse.But it was his presence that sent a chill through my bones.Power radiated off him like a storm waiting to break."You’ve been quite the troublemaker, haven’t you, Elowen?" His voice was smooth, velvety—deceptively calm.Al
The Triplet's Bullied Mate And yet,you still tolerate us.
Elowen’s POV The air outside was thick with tension. The night was eerily silent, except for the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind. My heart still pounded from the encounter with the rogue.I knew their uncle wouldn’t stop. He was getting bolder.I needed to be ready.I walked toward the training grounds behind the mansion, my mind racing. The darkness wrapped around me, but it felt comforting. Familiar.Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind me.I didn’t have to turn to know who it was.Alaric.“You shouldn’t be alone right now,” he said, his voice calm but firm.I scoffed, crossing my arms. “I’m not helpless, Alaric.”“I never said you were,” he murmured, stepping closer. His warmth seeped into my skin, even with the space between us. “But that doesn’t mean I’m letting you out of my sight.”I turned to face him, searching his expression. His golden eyes burned into mine, intense and unwavering.“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended.Ala
The Triplet's Bullied Mate No wonder the Alpha wants you.
Elowen’s POV I should have moved.Should have pushed him away, reminded him that this wasn’t real—that whatever was happening between us was a mistake.But I didn’t.Instead, I stood there, frozen as Alaric’s fingers trailed down my cheek, his warmth seeping into my skin like a slow-burning fire.His golden eyes locked onto mine, filled with something dangerous—something possessive.“Say it,” he murmured, his voice like a dark promise.I swallowed hard. “Say what?”“That you don’t want this.” His lips were so close now that I could feel his breath ghosting over my skin. “Say you don’t feel it.”I opened my mouth, but the words refused to come out.Because it was a lie.I felt it—the pull, the unbearable tension, the need that curled deep in my chest, warring with the logical part of my brain that told me this is wrong.But nothing about Alaric had ever been logical.His hand slid around my waist, pulling me closer, until our bodies were flush against each other. “You think you can ke
The Triplet's Bullied Mate And you’re a control freak.
Alaric’s POVElowen's body trembled against mine, her breathing uneven. I could feel the heat of her wound against my skin, the scent of her blood sending my wolf into a frenzy.She was hurt.And she had the audacity to think she could handle this alone.I gritted my teeth, my arms tightening around her as I lifted her effortlessly. “We’re going home,” I said, my voice leaving no room for argument.She stiffened in my hold. “Put me down, Alaric.”I ignored her.“Elowen,” Ranon growled, stepping beside me. “This was reckless. Even for you.”Theron, still in his wolf form, let out a low, dangerous snarl. He was furious. We all were.Her fingers weakly curled into my shirt. “I had to do this. I had to—”I stopped walking and glared down at her. “You had to get yourself killed?” My voice was ice, but beneath it, there was something darker. Fear. The thought of losing her, of watching her slip away, unraveled me.Her lips parted, but she had no answer.She knew I was right.Theron shifted
