All Chapters of Chosen By The Alpha Triplets: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Damien’s POV“It’s Lucian. He’s here.”The words left my mouth like a curse, the weight of them heavy in the air. Serafine stood beside me and her breath was quite catching . The night is thick with tension that can make you fear.She barely has time to react before the ground shakes beneath us. Lucian’s warriors, shadows in the moonlight, begin to close in on the Freedom Pack."Damien," Serafine whispers, her voice trembling. “What does he want?”"He wants you,” I said, barely able to suppress the growl in my throat. “And he’ll stop at nothing.”Serafine’s face hardens, her fear slipping behind a wall of resolve. “Oh God, I can’t let him take me.”I instantly felt proud of her for her courage, though I was a little bit scared. I pulled her close, making sure my forehead touched hers for some moments. “We’ll stop him together.”Before either of us can say more, a deafening crack splits the air. The ground beneath our feet trembles as dark, twisted roots shoot up from the earth, coili

David's POV   "It's too late," Amara says with an icily calm tone, her hand holding onto Serafine as the magic swirled on Abigail.   I watch, tense, from afar as Serafine struggles against the hold Amara has on her, her eyes wild with panic. My instincts scream at me to intervene, yet something holds me in place.  The air is thick with the weight of Amara's power. Even from where I am standing, I can feel the dark magic pulsating from her-a cold reminder that this was not a woman one underestimated.   Abigail's wails shred through the night, and I felt the earthquake beneath my feet. Her small body convulses, caught in a maelstrom of uncontrollable magic.  

Henry's POV   "We need to get back. Now."   I stood near the packhouse, watching them fade into the darkness as Serafine's words echoed in my mind. There's an unease in the air tonight, more than it is usually.    A storm is brewing, and no one can see the clouds yet.   I've been part of the Freedom Pack long enough to know when something's wrong.    The whispers, the fear. It's not just about Lucian anymore. Something's eating its way from the inside out. And I don't like it.   As Beta, it's my job to

Serafine's POV I really can't seem to get the vision out of my mind. It had been days since I had seen the triplets lying in their own blood, days since I had witnessed a battle played out in vivid colors. The image of their deaths was seared into my mind, and no matter how hard I tried to clear my head, to focus on something else. And now, something more. Something worse. Some sort of sickness has started to seep through the pack, infecting our warriors. It began small, only a few coughs, a few pairs of tired eyes, but now it's more. Day by day, the warriors grow weaker, slower; it drains them of their strength. They're trying to hide it, but I can see how it's taking its toll on them. And the worst part? This is all my fault, or so it would seem. I stand at the window, my gaze drifting out into the yard below where a group of warriors gathers. Their voices carry up to me-low murmurs interlaced with confusion and frustration. They do not know what is happening, but in my

Serafine's POVWhat do we do?" Serafine asks, barely above a whisper."We prepare," Damien answered.There's silence as the battle draws near. The weight of all of it weighs upon me, a suffocating feeling. My powers are growing increasingly beyond my control, like some kind of stormy tempest brewing inside of me. Every day I wake up, I feel less and less like myself-less and less like a real person, more and more like a chess piece in some kind of game that I have absolutely no comprehension of.And Abigail… she's growing more unstable by the hour. Her magic surges at the worst times, sparking chaos around her, and I can barely keep her calm. The look of fear in her eyes every time she loses control, it rips me apart.I glance at her now, sitting near the window of the packhouse, staring out at the horizon. She is so small, so fragile, yet the power inside her is terrorizing. She doesn't understand it,hell I barely do it myself but I must protect her, even when I am not sure th