All Chapters of The Triplet Warriors and Their Pup Mate(Shadow Warrior Series): Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

~Meadow’s Point of View~ “Owww! Really,” I snapped, as Sunny tugged on my hair. “Hold still and it won’t hurt,” she said, still yanking. She was giving me pig tailed french braids, one of her favorite things to do with my hair. She’d done it for mom too and while she looked ridiculous no one dared say a thing. Lilly would be up next, whether she liked it or not. I just had to be glad the pups already passed out or she’d try it on the girls. “I hate that we don’t know what’s going on. I begged for Shane’s phone number but nobody would give it to me,” Sunny whined. Ordinarily I’d be so irritated with her, but on that I agreed. It was killing me not to know what was going on and it had only been a couple hours. I couldn’t imagine I’d sleep tonight, even though I was dead tired already. I had to stay busy. I still felt Ben but it was like a weird distant tugging feeling, then sometimes I was mad for no reason. Anxious, for no reason. I knew it was how he was feeling. Unlike Sunny I

~Meadow’s Point of View~ “Sebastian, what in the hell do you think you’re doing,” Athena spat. *Ohh man, we need to get outta here. Stuff’s getting a bit much. I just wanna go home, get in the hammock, a nice lemonade, you know … simpler times,* Coral said. I couldn’t agree more. I gaped at Sebastian’s mom, now in a protective cage of her own. My heart was racing in my ears, I was sweating. I didn’t know what to think. Either way, unless I screamed for Sunny my stupid butt was stuck up here. It didn’t seem like any of the witches wanted me to go anywhere anytime soon though. “You got some shit you wanna tell us mom? Huh? Cause you’re not coming outta there until you get talking. Even then I may not like what I hear,” Sebastian said, as shivers ran up my spine. On another level, I was proud to see that Sebastian seemed to be putting the coven over even his mother, that’s how it should be. That’s what my father expected of the council and the Shadows. Honor first, loyalty first. T

~Meadow’s Point of View~ I truly couldn’t believe I was getting to see my mate as a child. He was just adorable, and once he started talking … well you couldn’t shut him up. He had so much to say, and so many questions. I had no idea what his life had been like all this time, but he said he had Georgia. Even if they were limited in how they could communicate, they had each other. They figured out different signals and ways to get their points across. My Ben had this whole other identity, this whole other part of himself he knew nothing about and I wasn’t all sure how he’d feel about it. Would he kill Athena for what she did? It almost seemed as though there was no real choice in the matter. I couldn’t wait to see them together, how incredibly weird would it be? But sooo cool in a way. My mate certainly deserved his revenge for being lied to in the worst way by the woman who raised him. For having his younger self essentially jailed for decades, living amongst other exiled witches… F

~Sebastian’s Point of View~ I truly didn’t know what the fuck anything was anymore. Was up really down? What does anything really mean? My brain was too wired to do anything but go a million miles a minute, and I felt close to a short circuit. I'd just witnessed what seemed like the spirit of a human being leave his body and go into another. But as a warlock I knew it was more than a spirit, it was his essence, his magic. I held my brother, my best friend and my leader… as the younger version of himself lay dead across his lap. Godfrey had to leave me, to help in the fight which seemed to be dying down. “Any word on Sofia,” one of the guardians asked. I finally lifted my head from Ben’s shoulder, his limp body not moving in the slightest. “I haven’t a clue,” I said, nearly in a whisper. He nodded and disappeared. If Ben dies, I die. In theory I know I should take over, become the leader our people will need. But I can’t. I’m a warrior, not a bureaucrat, not a politician. Ben i

~Sunny’s Point of View~ Ohh, I hate when I wake too early!! Sometimes my mind is ready to go but my body doesn’t understand that. I’m still far too young to even remotely be free in the day as my Godfrey can do, but that doesn’t keep my mind from trying. I lay awake, under the floorboards of an old cabin. Even though I couldn’t even open my eyes or really yet move my body, my senses were on full alert. Meadow is here. Ben is here. Both are alive. Ben … nearly not so much. Huh. Not good. What is that god awful fucking smell? Nearly like death mixed with some kind of .. star anise? Tarragon? Oh I missed all the tastes of my mom’s garden. The smells just aren’t quite the same now that I can't taste them too. Some nights she has a late dinner and invites me over to help her cook. Being in the kitchen with her, wearing an apron and getting messy, just makes it feel like old times. But the cuisine unfortunately always has to be vegetarian, I can’t stomach the stench of cooking animal