บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha Triplet’s Curse: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

EZRA She went away quickly, not bothering to look back at me. I wondered if she would come back the next day. It made me wonder where she was living, should I follow her? No, I don't care. Why should I? I looked away from her even if something in me was directing me in that direction. Just then, Ian came to me. He stood beside me and passed me tobacco which he sensed I needed. I love this man, he knew me and liked to satisfy me. “Do you think she will come back?” asked Ian, he seem to care about her. “If she wants to live, she would.” I simply replied. “I pray she doesn't,” Chelsea added, she walked to the back of the rock she and Patricia were sitting on and went to pack her bags. It was time to go back to the rogue house. “You had some information for me.” I started. It was the reason I came in the first place. I and Ian had something to do and then we started to walk away from the clearing. “Yes, I saw a gathering at the south side of the forest while scouting, I though

EZRA I Watched her punch the tree, she didn't feel the pain. Her knuckles peeled but she didn't feel the pain at first. Then I told her to punch it harder, I wanted her to feel more pain and then she did, she winced inwardly and kept her eyes tightly closed. She needed to feel every fucking pain I felt. I moved backward and watched her punch the tree, punching it harder than I thought she could. Was she keeping her strength before? She was not punching the tree harder, the rough surface was tearing her skin yet she didn't stop. She was starting to get angry, angry at anything that upset her. When you feel pain, you get angry even about past things. I loved that she was getting the feeling I got them. The regret that I let Vivian die just like that. She was feeling that exact pain I felt, and I loved it. Yes, I wanted her to feel pain as well. She kept punching the tree, Ian moved forward to stop him but then I glared at him, it wasn't his business and it would be best if he stayed

Veronica stopped and then I turned to her. She started to stare at me, very much with those brown eyes of hers, and then the emotions I have kept in all these while started to ooze out of me.“Why did you leave?” she asked, her voice sounding like that of a mother should. Why does she have a way of bringing out the part of me that I didn't want to show anymore? “It hurt...” My voice came out lower than I thought it would, my emotions spilled out. My eyes stung from the pain of drawing back my tears. Veronica knew, she understand and she just nodded caring less about all. I loved that she didn't step back from me, she pulled me in. She didn't care if I was a man pouring out my feeling like mom would constantly mock me of. Veronica liked it better when I let out of my emotions. “It's fine, it's fine...” she patted my back with one hand and then used the other to rub my head. Her hand on my head was soft and I loved the way my jaw went to her shoulder. It was perfect, every thought I

He turned to me, looking at me as though I was a monster. Yes, I killed his mate. But I have paid for it every single day, and I have regretted it every single time for doing such a thing. However, Ezra seemed to have forgotten that it was because of their curse I awoke my own curse.Collins died, no one felt responsible, I... Only I took the blame. “I won't feel sorry anymore.” I groaned, standing up from where I was. “Don’t you ever touch my mom!” I screamed at him, challenging him, and then he smirked surprised at the confidence that grew in me. “Why? Are you scared I would turn to a monster like you, one who killed my mate?” he asked, scoffing. “No Ezra, I am done. I am done feeling guilty. Vivian was my friend but what about Collins? He died because I broke your curse, the one your mother caused. If it weren't for me, for the sacrifice I made, you would never have found Vivian. No, I am not being proud of myself, and I never will but I am done blaming myself for things tha

EZRA I took the car out of the pack house to meet my brother. Fiddling with the radio channel I finally found one that had good music on, it was Falling like the stars by James Arthur. My love for music was definitely not from this world. I drove through the forest, and I had to stop when I reached a thick forest. I couldn't shift, I was ready to rip my clothes off. As I walked, I mind-linked him to come closer hence we could meet each other at a spot. After a few minutes of walking and shoving thick branches to the side, I found Reid walking toward me. He was wearing a short and then a t-shirt. He looked the same. “How long has Becca been with you?” He asked, his voice hoarse. Reid rarely uses his hoarse voice, he was the mature one of us all, he stared at me with dagger balls and I smirked. “A couple of days now, Reid,” I answered, moving closer. “But you informed no one about..” “And you? The last time I came over, Reid, I saw what you went to do. I asked you where yo