All Chapters of Wanting Her Back (Her Alpha Triplet Mates): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 61The Reunion Asher’s POVThe arrival back to the pack had been easier than I expected. My heart wondered a few times what had happened to the men back at the mine and if any of them would be spared. It was nearly morning and I had to heavily disguise myself as I didn't want my father to know that I was back. It was a good thing that Axel had made it out alive. A whole chunk of anger had been steamed off me when Aiden had told me about that. Aiden had sounded dull on the phone and even though I knew that he was happy to hear from me, I also knew that something was bothering him. He was the softest of us three and we did everything we could to shield him from handling the heavy emotional baggage. Soon, I got to the meeting point that Aiden had told me to come to and we spoke. He brought me up to date and told me that Axel was still at the hospital. "Willow is coming around too. Her friend has proven to be very helpful. We should listen to him, he has been investigating Da

Chapter 63A New EmotionAxel’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the pull, sharp, undeniable, and wild. My wolf surged forward, its growl resonating in my chest as I gripped the edge of the bed. My vision blurred, the room spinning around me. Across the room, I saw Asher stagger, his fists clenched, his entire body trembling. Aiden wasn’t far behind; he leaned against the wall, his glowing eyes betraying his own internal struggle. “What’s going on?” Willow’s voice cut through the haze. The sound hit me like lightning, reigniting the fire that was already roaring inside. My wolf clawed at the walls of my control, desperate, relentless. Every word she spoke only made it worse. Aiden’s voice was low and rough, his struggle evident. “We feel… like letting them take over. Letting our wolves do what they want.” Her brows furrowed in confusion. “What do they want?” Asher’s growl rumbled through the room. “You,” he said, his voice raw and guttural. “They want you. Our mate. It's be

Chapter 65Desperate Measures Asher's POVThe first light of dawn was soft, creeping through the curtains of Willow’s hotel room. I could still hear the steady rhythm of her breathing next to me, her body tucked into the sheets as she slept soundly. I wanted to stay, to lie next to her forever, to savor the fleeting moments when the world seemed perfect when nothing outside this room mattered. But Axel’s sharp voice broke the spell.“We can’t stay, Ash. We have to go. Now.” I sat up, rubbing my eyes, but I already knew what he meant. We couldn’t risk waking her up, not after everything that had happened, not after everything we had left finished. Our time here was temporary. Willow needed rest, and we couldn’t afford to stay any longer.Axel was already moving, gathering his things and moving as quietly as he could. A small part of me wished I could stay longer, and hold Willow in my arms just a little bit more, but Axel was right. There was too much at stake, and if we stayed, we

Chapter 67A Romantic HorrorAxel's POVI couldn’t shake the feeling. Every minute since we returned from Willow’s hotel room, the tension had settled in my chest like a weight. My thoughts were consumed by the idea of our father. The old man, where was he? What would he do when he returned? How far had he gone in his plan? I tried to push it out of my mind, but it wasn’t easy. Asher, of course, noticed my mood shift. He always did. “You alright?” Asher asked, his voice cutting through the quiet of the living room. I had been staring into the empty space in front of me for what felt like hours. I blinked, the reality of the question pulling me back to the present. “Yeah, just… wondering what our father will do when he comes back.” His brow furrowed, and I could tell he wasn’t buying it. He knew better. I had to be careful. “You think the poison from the bullet is acting up again too?” he asked and I wondered why he thought that. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to shake

Chapter 69Ended RealitiesWillow's POVThe ride back to my hotel felt like an eternity. The world outside was a blur of lights and shadows as the car sped through the city streets, but all I could focus on was the whirlwind of emotions churning inside me. I had barely been able to think straight since I left Jason’s hotel room. His words echoed in my mind, sharp and accusing, and then, just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he confessed that he loved me. Love. The word seemed so out of place, so foreign coming from him. My heart ached at the thought of it, not because I wanted to return those feelings but because of the way he had said it like it was a plea, a desperate cry for me to see him the way he wanted me to. I couldn’t help but wonder if there was truth in some of the things Jason had said. He had called me cheap and made me feel like I had somehow been used by the triplets. There had been a part of me, a dark corner I didn’t want to acknowledge, that wondered if he