All Chapters of Triplets for the Alpha Triplets : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KATRINA Cold shivers went down my spine as an eerie chilliness consumed the atmosphere. I sat up on the bed that had magically appeared in the dull forest and looked around me... I could see nothing but persistent darkness.Then... I noticed a golden glitter sparkling from behind a pine tree. Curious, I climbed out of the vanishing bed and walked towards it. The glitter shook and grew brighter. When I took a step closer, looking around me, I heard it sniff the air. Its visible ears twitched and then it dashed away. But for some reason, I knew it wasn’t me. Following my instincts, I ran after it. The cold wind engulfed my body like water in an icy ocean and I picked up my pace. I strained my eyes to recognize the golden figure that ran ahead of me as I eluded every possible obstacle in my path. Then I stopped. Not due to the weakening exhaustion that had gotten to my knees, but because of what I saw.What I had been chasing all along was a golden-furred wolf that emitted golden lig

KATRINAMy legs moved faster than my body as I ran out of the packhouse. Everyone around looked at me like I had gone insane but I didn’t care about them because my mind died every time I replayed the scene at the packhouse.I couldn’t believe it. My evil mother was cheating on dad, but how could she? Dad had done nothing but love and support her, yet she stabbed him in the back. She was not only hurting dad but me as well which she was an expert at.“See her go! A*shole!” I heard someone say from behind as the others erupted in laughter.But I didn’t stop until I was out of the pack and crashed into someone’s hands. I looked up and stared into my father’s hazel eyes. He was Gamma Leonard of the Southpaw pack. My father was only a few inches to six foot. His chocolate brown hair was made to a neat curly quaff which complemented his hazel eyes. He had a short beard and a nose that was sculpted just for his face, like mine. I got my good personality from my dad but there were traces o

KATRINA“Take her,” Ian commanded.The Sigmas attempted to grab me but I escaped them and ran to my dad. He’d help. He couldn’t just watch them take me away.“Dad! Dad, won’t you help!!”I expected him to step in immediately but he stood there like a statue, still avoiding eye contact with me. My heart shattered. No, I didn’t believe it.“Dad, won’t you look at me?! They’re taking me away! For slavery, dad!”He turned his back against me and I crashed to the floor. All hope was lost if the wolf I always thought I could count on turned his back on me. Me?! I didn’t think my heart could break more than it already had.“Dad!!!” I tried to walk up to him but mother came in the way and pushed me back.I fell to the floor, almost hitting my head on the ground. Tears welled up. “Mother, how can you do this to me?!”She sneered. “For the last time, don’t call me mother! I’m not your mother. I regretted the day I gave birth to you!”My eyes turned to Kendra, hoping that maybe, just maybe, that

KATRINASomething light and smooth fell on my body.I shrugged as the white light from the dungeon disappeared when the door shut. I got up with weary eyes, almost forgetting where I was and for a second, I thought I saw dad but unfortunately, it was my shadow.With my back against the wall and a short white satin dress in my hands, I closed my eyes, hoping I could escape reality but the flashes of Ian rough-handling me pushed me back to the reality I didn’t want to be in. I let the tears I had been fighting all this while fall. A flood gushed down my ashen cheeks as I let out a great sob, covering my face with shaking hands.I had been fighting for so long, trying so hard to be strong but I couldn’t take it anymore. I was just human and there was only so much I could take.“Why?!” Hot torments of grief coursed down my face. The dungeon became eerily cold and I was forced to wear the dress, but even that didn’t protect me from the murdering cold. I laid and cuddled, resting my head

KATRINAI would give anything to be out of my prison! Cannon might have saved me from Kane, but I was still returned to the packhouse and there was nothing I could do about it. On normal occasions, I don’t have night vision or any sharpened senses because I was just mere human, but yesterday, I could distinguish the scents of all three of them.Ian had an earthy musk scent with traces of bergamot. Kane’s strong Bay Rum scent couldn’t be overlooked even without a sharp nose but his sweet peppermint combo just contrasted his attitude. As for Cannon, he had that comforting Eucalyptus smell with an equal dose of vetiver.I was given a new dress this morning. It was a long singlet strapped cashmere dress and I was cuddled against the wall. This time, I wasn’t in the dungeon, but in a grand room.The room was bigger and better than mine at Southpaw. There was a large golden wingback bed at the center of the end of the room and the walls were covered in white classic wallpaper. Two comfortab