All Chapters of Mated to My Triplet Alpha Brothers: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

[~♠CORAL♠~]“He’s been like that for a few days,” Mother explains, her voice croaks as she turns to look at Raegan. She looks as though she was about to cry. Now that I look at her she does seem worn out, like she’s been crying all week.As a matter-of-fact, everyone looked worn out in some way or the other. Even father. His hair is slightly ruffled and his shoulders are tensed. There’s a worried look in his gaze even though he’s trying to hide it, it slips out sometimes when he looks at mother.Damien looks like he hasn’t had a wink of rest. Even though he looks somewhat composed on the surface, I can tell he hasn’t had a moment of rest. He’s even spotting a scruffy five o’clock shadow and a slight dark circle underneath his eyes. Why was this happening? It didn’t have something to do with me leaving, did it? And why was I the only one that seems unaffected physically, despite all the turbulences.Catching my bottom lip between my teeth again, I let my shaky gaze fall scrutiny aroun

[~♠CORAL♠~]“Raegan…” I rasp out, my heart waging a war inside me. “I would never hate you or Damian or Rune… never.”Raegan’s gaze widens at my words, “But… you said—”“I know what I said… but I was angry… and I said things,” my gaze waver before holding his icy blue smothering orbs again. “But I don’t hate you.” A sea of relief floods his orbs. “Then… do you forgive me?” His voice still held uncertainty.“Raegan… I… I don’t know…” I mutter, tearing my gaze away from his. “It’s just…”A part of my heart shifted at the wounded look in his eyes but I couldn’t bring myself to say the words. Growing up, Raegan, Damian and Rune has always been my biggest mountains. They were who I wanted to be like when I grow up; strong, brave, powerful and confident. A protector as they were my protectors but the secret they’d kept caused an enormous rift in my heart and left me in a sea of hurt and confusion.Even though I still care about them, after all, they’ve been my brothers for years, I couldn

[~♠CORAL♠~]Raegan doesn’t say a word as he follows father out of my bedroom. I didn’t know what father wanted to discuss with him and I could sense it was really important too and yet, it unnerves me.I feel a pair of soft, warm, slender hands glide up and down the length of my arms. It’s soothing and slowly warms away my growing unease.“You don’t have to look so worried,” Mother’s powdery voice turns my attention away from the doorway, to her. Her deep, enchanting, rich cobalt blue eyes with a hint of purple undertones that sparkles with an inner light wears a smile as they hold my bright green gaze. “I’m sure your father and… Raegan just have a lot to catch up on regarding the pack duties and all.” She reassures. I knew the words she had wanted to say and she was being considerate enough not to say it. It still made me feel all type of ways and I wasn’t exactly sure how to deal with them— all these overwhelming feelings that I carried inside of me. It still felt a little weird.Y

[~♣RAEGAN♣~]The unblinking gazes of the elders directed at me was starting to hurt my head ‘cause they’ve been staring since the minute I walked into this room with my brothers. Being an elder didn’t only imply having grey hair and beards and nursing knowledge as old as time with the inability to fight to protect their lives when it really matters. No, maybe in some packs it was but in my pack, it was simply made up of the strongest which, of course, were the heads of each faction under my rule.It’s been that way since the foundation of the pack. Elder simply implied that one had a vast amount of the historical knowledge of the pack that has been passed down through generation in both written and oral form. I take my seat at the head table; father sits at the other end and my brothers, Damian and Rune take each seat next to me at both my right and left hand. I didn’t have to hold each of their gazes to see it, I could clearly sense the unease riding the hues of their piercing

[~♣RAEGAN♣~]“What did you want to talk about so badly?” She asks straightforwardly as she sits upright against the pillows that walls up behind her, drawing her legs up against her body and wrapping her arms around them as her chin rests on her knees.But she doesn’t look at me.Her room is dimly lit by the glow of light emanating from the moon stone hangings on the ceiling, threaded by twine ropes and the candle lamp on the bed stand.I sit next to her on the bed, watching her as she watches the moon outside her bedroom window as though it was the most fascinating thing to gaze upon. She was indeed a brilliant sight to behold, my heart turns from merely the sight of her.She was like a fairytale, seeped halfly in the light from the moon’s glow, her skin glows like an ethereal dream that I never want to leave and it leaves me speechless every time. My guilt comes back at me again… Now I was starting to wish I could turn back the hands of time to that very day… So I could redo the th