All Chapters of Omega and Alpha Triplets: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The first morning after exams felt like a revelation. Nicola awoke to sunlight streaming through her window, unburdened by the nagging pressure of deadlines or equations. She lay in bed for a moment, soaking in the rare calm, before the distant sound of laughter drifted up from the living room.With a yawn, she slipped out of bed, stretching as she moved toward the door. Her wolf stirred, a warm hum in her chest. They’re here again. Nicola smiled - she didn’t need to guess who "they" were.As Nicola entered the kitchen, she was greeted by chaos. Dean stood at the stove, flipping pancakes with alarming enthusiasm, while Dylan sifted through a drawer filled with mismatched utensils, muttering about “the elusive perfect spatula.” Damien leaned against the counter, sipping coffee and supervising with an air of amused detachment.“Morning, sleeping beauty,” Damien greeted, his smirk widening as she rubbed her eyes.“What’s all this?” Nicola asked, gesturing at the disaster zone that had on

As they approached the towering double doors, her pulse quickened.Dylan grinned and pushed the doors open, stepping aside to let Nicola enter first. “Welcome to your new home, Luna.”Nicola stepped inside, her breath catching in her throat.The first thing that struck her was the sheer size of the space. High ceilings soared above, supported by exposed wooden beams that gave the room a rustic charm. Natural light flooded the space through enormous windows, which spanned the entire far wall, offering an uninterrupted view of the lush forest beyond.The floor was a warm, polished wood that gleamed in the sunlight. In the center of the room, a sprawling sectional couch was arranged around a massive stone fireplace. The mantle was carved with intricate patterns, subtle and elegant, telling stories of wolves and nature. Throw pillows and soft blankets in neutral tones made the space feel welcoming, while a plush rug added warmth beneath their feet.Against one wall stood built-in bookshel

The morning after her unforgettable night with the triplets, Nicola was greeted by a soft knock on the door of their shared apartment. Damien answered it, his expression immediately turning serious as one of the patrol leaders handed him a sealed envelope.“What is it?” Nicola asked, concern knitting her brows as Damien stepped back into the room.He scanned the message, his jaw tightening. “Reports from the border. There’s been unusual movement - small groups of rogues testing the patrol routes, probing for weak spots.”Nicola’s stomach twisted. Though things had been quiet for the past few weeks, the lull had felt too good to last. She stood, her instincts already sharpening, but Damien’s hand shot out to stop her.“Don’t,” he said firmly.“I’m not just going to sit around,” Nicola replied, her voice rising.Dean appeared from the hallway, tugging a shirt over his head. “Nic, we agreed you’d stay off patrols until after your exams.”“I don’t need to be on patrol to help,” Nicola arg

The following morning dawned crisp and cool, the scent of dew and pine hanging in the air. Nicola woke to the warmth of the triplets surrounding her, their steady breathing a soothing rhythm. The previous day’s tension still lingered, but for a brief moment, she allowed herself to savor the peace.She stretched lazily, careful not to wake them. Dylan stirred first, his arm tightening around her waist as his eyes fluttered open.“Morning, sunshine,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.“Morning,” she whispered back, her lips curving into a small smile.The quiet didn’t last long. Dean groaned from her other side, throwing an arm over his face to block the morning light streaming through the curtains.“Is it already morning?” he grumbled.“Unfortunately,” Nicola replied, unable to suppress a chuckle.Damien, ever the early riser, was already up and moving, his low voice carrying from the kitchen as he prepared coffee. The smell of freshly brewed beans wafted into the room, and Nicol

The morning sunlight streamed through the massive windows of their new suite, casting golden rays across the living room floor. Nicola woke slowly, the warmth of the sun mingling with the heat of the bodies around her. One of the triplets - Dean, by the feel of his steady heartbeat - had an arm draped possessively around her waist, while Damien and Dylan were sprawled nearby, a tangle of limbs and blankets.She blinked away sleep, marveling for a moment at how quickly this place already felt like home. The sheer luxury of the suite was overwhelming at times, but it wasn’t the marble, the high ceilings, or the expansive windows that made it special. It was the way the triplets filled every inch of it with their laughter, teasing, and protectiveness.Dean stirred, his breath brushing against her neck. “Morning, beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep.“Morning,” Nicola whispered back, feeling a warm blush creep up her cheeks as his lips brushed her shoulder.Before she could