Chapter Sixty-Five: Depths of DespairPhera POV:Author note: Detailed abuse(physical) ahead. Skip in any triggers for physical abuse trauma present. The damp, oppressive air of the cell clings to my skin as Rex steps into the dim light, his dark eyes gleaming with a cruelty that chills me to the bone. Each of his visits marks a descent further into the depths of torment, a relentless exploration of pain that he orchestrates with a cold, methodical precision. I have lost count of the days I’ve been here. "Good day, Luna," Rex greets mockingly, drawing out my title as if it’s a delicious morsel on his tongue. His footsteps echo on the stone floor, slow and deliberate, as he approaches with an unhurried confidence. The room feels smaller with each step he takes towards me.Today, his tools of torture are already prepared, laid out on a grimy table nearby—sharp implements that glint ominously under the flickering light of the single bulb above us. He picks up a thin, metal rod, turnin
Chapter Sixty-Six:: Agonising WaitDamon POV: It's been an excruciating three days since we bowed to the Alpha King's demands, each moment stretched taut with tension and the echo of Phera's pain that haunts us ceaselessly. Axel, Zane, and I can barely fucking function, the connection through our mate bond transmitting waves of agony that cut deep into our souls. We know, with a sinking dread, that the torment we feel is but a shadow of the brutality Phera is enduring.Fuck! We have failed her in every turn of her life. Will we ever be worth her? Every surge of pain that washes over us drains the colour from our faces, a grim reminder of our helplessness in the face of her suffering. It's a sharp, piercing reminder that she is out there, somewhere, facing unimaginable horrors alone. The thought is unbearable, a sharp thorn in our hearts that we can neither remove nor ignore.Amidst this personal torment, the Alpha King’s trackers scour the land, their efforts a constant buzz in the b
Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Siege of AmalfiDamon POV: The flight to Italy is a blur, every mile that passes beneath us bringing us closer to Phera, to ending her torment. My brothers and I sit in grim silence, each lost in our own thoughts, our own fears for what we might find when we arrive. The coordinates lead us to a small coastal town named Amalfi, a picturesque place overshadowed now by the dark deeds unfolding at its edges.The moment our jet touches down, we're met by a team of local pack, RavenClaw Pack, who've been briefed and are ready to assist according to the eilter team the alpha king had sent with us. We waste no time; every second counts. Our command center is set up in a secure location just outside the town, hidden from view by thick groves of lemon trees, their sweet scent a stark contrast to the gravity of our mission.Axel takes charge of the aerial surveillance, coordinating with drone operators to get a live feed of the area. Zane and I focus on ground operation
Chapter Sixty-Eight: Shadows of TreacheryOne Hour Before the explosion Phera POV: The stale air of the dungeon chills me to the bone as I hang from the ropes, each moment stretching endlessly with pain and dread. The door grinds open, and Rex strides in, his presence like a dark cloud filling the small, grim space. His eyes lock onto mine, gleaming with a malicious pleasure that sends a shiver down my spine."Guess what, darling? Your beloved mates are on their way here," Rex announces, a smirk playing on his lips. The initial shock gives way to a fleeting surge of hope—maybe, just maybe, there’s a chance for escape, a chance to be saved. But as Rex continues, that hope is quickly smothered by a growing sense of horror."Oh, but don’t get too excited. They’re walking right into a meticulously laid trap. I’ve set a little surprise for them—the kind that goes boom."My heart sinks as he details his plan with relish, each word more sinister than the last."Here’s the fun part," he say
Chapter Sixty-Nine: Masquerade of the MonstrousRex POV: As I watch the wolves tear into each other with feral intensity, a symphony of chaos plays in my head, each snarl and snap of teeth a note in my gruesome orchestration. The ground is slick with blood, mud mixing with the crimson stains as bodies fall and rise in a brutal dance of survival.Around me, the battle rages with savage ferocity, but inside, I'm calm, almost detached. It's as if I'm an observer, watching a play unfold—my play, where I pull the strings and manipulate each actor with precision. The air is thick with the scent of iron and fear, and it's intoxicating, feeding the darker parts of my soul."Push them back! For Red Moon!" I shout, my voice echoing over the clamor, a beacon for the weary fighters of the pack. They rally around my call, drawing strength from what they believe is a noble alliance. Little do they know, they're rallying around their downfall. I stride through the melee, my presence a rallying cry
I’ll like to make a point before you proceed ahead. ‘Alpha Triplets Claim’ storyline is based on the very first novel I read by a talented author know as Eva Zahan and the storyline is from her book ‘Ace’s Trap’. Despite having the same sequence in the beginning the book has a different storyline and I wanted to bring it to the reader’s attention. Since I’ve been getting a lot of hate for saying it’s completely plagiarized. That being said I also want to let everyone know I’ve asked the author before hand if I can use her storyline and she has agreed. I have the conversation with the author on my face.book page [H.A Shah Readers] for anyone wnating to confrim before going ahead. If anything after this all I can is don’t read the story and don’t discredit it because it takes lots time and effort to write a story and make it perfect Chapter One: Prologue Phera POV: Growing up, you always have this one person who would always leave their mark in your life. Whether it be your friend,
Chapter Two: You Have To Come Home Part One Phera POV: "You got this, P, kick that douchebag's ass," I heard my friend Cindy shout from outside the ring as I wiped the blood droplet that trickled down my lip, where that asshole Steve had just punched me. Wanting to be done with this fight. I charged toward Steve, going left and turning right at the last moment, ducking down and kicking him off his feet. He lands on his back with a thud as I straddle him and hold his neck in a chokehold, cutting off his air supply. He moves his arms and legs like a fish out of water, but my grip doesn't budge from his neck, keeping him in a tight hold just like the coach had taught me. After a few more seconds, I see him turn a little blue, but he refuses to tap out. I lean down and whisper in his ear. "Come on, Stevey boy, you don't want all your conquests seeing you pass out on me, do you?" I said. I thought that would trigger him since male wolves and their ego were too big for me to comprehend
Chapter Three: Going Home Part One Phera POV: "Sweetheart, your sister's mating ceremony is this weekend, along with your brother's accession ceremony to beta." Were mom's words as they replayed in my head over in a loop. Newmara's mating ceremony? Mom hadn't mentioned if she had found her fated mate or if she had taken a chosen. The gut-wrenching feeling that maybe the triplets had chosen her as their mate and luna. Even though I felt that the triplets were my mates, I wasn't sure. It was just my instincts telling me that could be the case, but I had never returned to the Red Moon Pack on or after my eighteenth birthday. The thought of it being true and then probably getting rejected because they preferred my sister over me would have been the last straw. I would've dived so deep into an abyss that I wouldn't have been able to come out. Even though it was stupid of me to assume things, I didn't want to risk it. I always believed the triplets knew of my feelings for them. Hell, e