Todos os capítulos de The triplet alpha's rejected mate : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Anna's POVThe forest trees blurred past us as Nicole and I ran for our dear lives. The sounds of growls and snarls echoed behind us. My heart pounded heavily in my chest, and dread enveloped me tightly as I stole a glance over my shoulder, catching sight of Uncle Ben and his pack tearing into the Alpha brothers ruthlessly. Was this going to be how I lost my mates? So much for going back home with three Alphas as mates. Please, moon goddess, don't let them die! "Nicole, why is your Uncle trying to kill us?" I gasped out between breaths, as we dodged between tall trees and bushes, hoping to escape our attackers. Nicole's expression was grim as she glanced at me. "Uncle Ben's desire to kill us comes from a deep-seated belief in the purity and superiority of the family bloodline. We come from a long line of werewolf alphas, with a family history steeped in the purity of our bloodline. Our father was only half werewolf, breaking the purity, and Uncle Ben, being full-blooded, resents us

Carson's POV:As we stepped into the dining room, a space illuminated by mostly candlelights, Cecilia set a tray of potato fries on the table causing them to bounce with a soft thud. She pulled out the nearest seat and settled onto it, legs crossed in an ankle style. The hem of her silky nightdress revealed a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs. My gaze unintentionally lingered on the faint impression of her nipples against the fabric. “Hey, babe,” she purred, adjusting her dress as Bryan approached. “I’m really craving a proper massage after dinner.”Bryan slid into a seat beside her with a smirk. “Sure thing, I can be your masseuse. I just wished you'd pay me for it.”Cecilia playfully lifted her leg, resting it on his lap. “Oh, honey, I do pay you – just not in cash.”“Ceci, now is not a good time, please put your sexy creamy leg back down.”Cameroon and I shared a knowing look before settling down at the table, joined by Nicole, Lucas, Cadel, and Anna. With a coy smile, Cecilia

Anna's POV:Returning to my pack stirred up more trouble than I anticipated. Cecilia's disdainful remarks since our arrival only fueled my desire to leave. Yet, despite the ease of saying the words, I found myself lingering. Was it the twisted satisfaction of witnessing Cecilia and her mate's conflict over me that held me back?Alpha Bryan's decisive action, slamming the door on Cecilia, sent a strange thrill through me. I shouldn't feel this way; I didn't care for Bryan. Yet, his defiance of his Luna for hosting us made me feel oddly important."Hey, Anna, lost in thought?" Cadel's touch on my elbow brought me back."Yeah, just thinking about tomorrow." Damn, did I just lie to Cadel?He looked at me, towel hanging loosely. "What's happening tomorrow?""We won't be stuck in the alpha quarters forever. Eventually, we'll venture out, and I'll face werewolves who share Cecilia's resentment.""They can't all hate you. Collins and Bryan seem to support us.""Yeah, tell me about it."Cadel

Carson's POV:We moved swiftly through the pack house grounds, slipping back into the dense forest where the killer had disappeared. The night air was cool, and the scent of wet wood and damp earth filled my nostrils. Each step sent jolts of pain through my body, but I gritted my teeth and pushed on."Where did you last see him?" Collins asked, his voice low but urgent.I pointed towards the slope where the spears had shot out. "Down there. He triggered the trap and vanished."Cameroon led the way, carefully going down the slope and each of us descended after him. As we reached the bottom, I paused, sniffing the air."He's close. I can still smell him," I said, my voice a growl.“Isn't that strange?” Collins mused.“What is?” I asked. “If I killed my Luna, I wouldn't be lurking around still,” Collins said, with a thoughtful expression. “What if we are working into a trap?”Pausing briefly, I replied, “Well we outnumber him five to one. I say we get this son of a bitch, regardless.”W

ANNA’S POVThe silver illumination of the moon broke through the canopy of trees as we made our way backto the pack, casting a silvery ray across our tired faces. I couldn't shake away the adrenaline stillcoursing through my veins, the battle still fresh in my mind. As we arrived at the pack house, anarray of worried faces and a tinge of relief greeted us. They looked us over, their eyes scanningfor injuries and becoming wider when they found the gunshot wound on Cameron. Theirexpressions were a tapestry of concern.“Is everyone alright?” Ash, one of our trusted warriors, stepped forward, his eyes locking ontoCadel, and Cameron, who Nicole and Lucas were helping.“More or less,” Cameron grunted, his voice gruff but steady.and Cadel lowered themselves onto a nearby couch.“We’ll live.” Slowly and painfully, heI felt a smile tug at my lips despite the grim happenings of the previous night. There wasstrength in us, a resilience that bound our pack together. The bond of family w