All Chapters of Omega and Alpha Triplets: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Dylan lifted her in his strong arms and walked with her to the master bedroom. He lay her carefully on a center of bed. Dean got closer to bed, reached to the hem of covering her material, griped it and took off the towel from her body and with one swift move throw it somewhere behind. She saw pure desire in his darkened eyes. That was sexy. Next she looked on Damien. He was already putting his hands on her knees and spreading her legs apart.Damien’s hands traced the insides of Nicola’s thighs with an aching slowness, his fingertips igniting sparks of heat with every touch. She trembled under his touch, anticipation coiling tightly within her as his head dipped lower. His warm breath sent shivers coursing through her before his tongue met her, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips. The intensity of his attention made her toes curl, her fingers threading through his dark hair as she gripped him tightly, needing something to hold onto as wave after wave of sensation crashed over her.Abo

The ceremonial grounds were breathtaking, transformed into a scene that could rival the most enchanting of dreams. Lanterns hung from the branches of old trees, their golden glow casting warm light over the gathered pack members. Flowers adorned every surface, their delicate fragrance blending with the crisp, fresh air. A circular altar stood at the heart of the grounds, adorned with ivy and white roses, symbolizing unity and renewal.Nicola stood near the edge of the clearing, her mother at her side. Clara looked radiant in her gown, her nerves masked by the soft smile she wore. Cedric waited near the altar, his expression a mix of reverence and anticipation, his suit tailored perfectly to his broad frame.Nicola leaned closer, her voice low but full of affection. “You’re the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen, Mom. Cedric won’t be able to take his eyes off you.”Clara chuckled softly, her nervous energy melting into a smile. “It feels strange, starting over like this. But... right.

The dawn came slowly, its golden light filtering through the forest canopy and casting long shadows over the pack’s sprawling territory. Nicola stretched lazily, the events of the night before lingering in her mind like a pleasant dream. The triplets were still asleep beside her, their breaths slow and steady, their presence a comforting warmth. For a moment, she let herself enjoy the serenity of the morning.But the peace was short-lived.A sharp knock at the door jolted her fully awake. Before she could answer, the door creaked open, revealing Chloe’s wide-eyed face.“Nicola, you need to come,” she said urgently. “Something’s happened.”Nicola shot up, instantly alert. “What is it?”“It’s one of the prisoners,” Chloe said, her voice tight. “He’s... well, you need to see for yourself.”The triplets stirred as she slipped out of bed, quickly pulling on clothes. Damien was the first to sit up, his sharp eyes narrowing. “What’s going on?”“I’ll find out,” Nicola replied, pressing a hand

The air was thick with urgency as Nicola rushed through the village toward her mother’s house. Time felt like it was slipping away, and the mystery surrounding the Forsaken weighed heavily on her. If there was any hope of finding answers, it lay in the legacy her father had left behind.Her boots crunched against the gravel path as she approached the modest, yet cozy, home she had grown up in. The warm yellow glow of the porch light greeted her, a comforting reminder of simpler times. But Nicola had no time to linger on nostalgia.She pushed the door open, the familiar creak of its hinges making her pause for a moment. The house was silent, save for the faint ticking of the clock in the living room. Clara and Cedric were still at the packhouse, no doubt basking in the glow of their new bond. That left Nicola alone to search.She inhaled deeply, her resolve hardening as she stepped inside.The living room looked exactly as it had when she was a child. The well-worn couch, the bookshelf

The sun had fully risen by the time Nicola and her companions returned to the pack’s compound. The triplets walked close beside her, their protectiveness evident in the way they scanned their surroundings, even in the safety of their own territory. Cedric and Lucas trailed behind, their expressions somber.Nicola clutched the small box containing the vial to her chest, her thoughts a tangled mess. Her father’s notes swirled in her mind, the weight of his warnings pressing heavily on her.The rogue in the cells. The beasts in the forest. The vial of moonstone energy. The pieces of the puzzle were slowly coming together, but the picture it formed was far more sinister than she’d imagined.As soon as they reached the pack house, Nicola headed straight for the alpha’s study. Her mother and Cedric’s mating ceremony had been a rare reprieve, but the time for celebration was over.Alpha Marcus was already there, seated behind his desk. Clara sat beside him, her brow furrowed in concern. Elde