5

“Don’t you think we should confront her to know what she heard?” Lucien asked after a few minutes of silence, running his hand through his wavy blond hair.

“Do we need to?” Lucas was feeling irritated already. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re becoming attached to our dear Ms. Orfilia, Lucien.”

“Lucien is right, Lucas.” We need to make sure she doesn’t feel hurt or feel unwanted enough to run away.” Liam pointed out.

Lucas groaned. “Why would she? She’s going to get paid for her troubles, I don’t think she’s going to give that up.”

“If we don’t make her feel comfortable, she’s going to leave. We need her, not the other way round.” Lucien added, slightly irritated at his brother.

Liam straightened his suit as he sat down on the couch. “While we don’t know anything about her yet, if we want to gain her trust, we need to give her something in return. We can start by telling her what the doctor said about our condition and—“

Lucas growled in a low menacing tone, cutting Liam short before grabbing the bottle of whiskey off the table and glaring at his brothers.

“You’re placing too much importance on a human and it’s starting to get on my nerves.” He brought up the bottle to his mouth and poured its contents down his throat, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Before you tell her any more than we have already, we need to trust her first.”

Liam sounded exasperated at this point.

“You should have pushed her out of the car.”

“She said she hated us. Did you miss out on that part, brother?” Lucas pointed out.

“She didn’t mean that and before you argue any further, you were present when she signed the contract and you signed the papers too with any objections.” Lucien glared at Lucas.

Lucas laughed bitterly. “You’re sounding desperate at this point. I understand we need her to cure our condition before it gets out of control and we go on a raging rampage but we need to be cautious as well.”

“We took Orfilia from her home, nurtured her back to full health, and informed her that she’s destined to be our mate and break us free from this curse, all three of us. She reluctantly accepted but you still don’t trust her?”

Liam looked over to Lucien, urging him to put an end to this dispute for good.

“You lack empathy, Lucas and I’m not in the mood to argue further. You don’t trust anyone and while that’s understandable, we can’t let you ruin our plans further. We are going to speak to her immediately and clear up any misconception she might be having right now.” Lucien said with a note of finality before standing up and making his way toward the door, his brothers following behind.

Lucien curses immediately his phone rings as soon he crosses the hallway leading to Orfilia’s room. He had instructed his assistant not to call unless it was of the utmost importance. Irritated, Lucien slid his phone out of his pocket and stared at the screen, it was his from one of his subordinates, he had been hoping to hear from them for quite a while now. He tapped a button and held the phone to his ear.

“Hello, this isn’t a good time. Can you schedule an appointment with my assistant?”

“I can’t, Lucien.” The voice on the other end was urgent and scared.

Lucien could sense something was amiss.

“We’re being attacked by the same pack yet again and we need reinforcements now. I tried to reach the other base but I couldn’t, it’s a miracle I was able to get through to you.”

“Hang in tight, keep your defense up no matter what. They must not gain control of the fortress. Guard it as if your lives depend on it, we’re on our way.”

Lucien ended the call and turned around facing his brothers, who both wore confusing looks on their faces.

“What’s wrong? Is someone being attacked?” Liam asked simultaneously.

“One of our places is under attack again, the Dundalk pack is behind it this time. They’re massively outnumbered and they need our help.”

Lucien stated, grim-faced.

“Talking to Orfilia would have to wait,” Lucien added before focusing his attention on Lucas.

“Get every wolf you can, I need everyone strapped and ready to leave in 90 seconds.”

Lucas nodded and excused himself.

“What do you need me to do?” Liam asked, eager to help.

Lucien looked lost in thought for a moment.

“We need to get the communication back up and running as soon as possible, if they could only get through to me then there’s been a jam somewhere.”

Liam nodded.

“I guess you should speak to Mr. Gerald, the butler concerning Orfilia. She still needs to go back to her place and sort things out, I believe he can arrange a chauffeur for her as soon as we leave.”

Lucien nodded in agreement before leaving Liam as they both separated. He could hear the commotion building outside, the army was starting to assemble.

“Master Lucien.”

He turned around immediately to see a short, balding man bowing before him. Mr. Gerald was the only human staff under the Fuller Pack employ and he has been around for as long as Lucien could remember, he was getting less efficient as the years rolled by but he was ever-present in fulfilling his duties.

“I was on my way to your quarters, Mr. Gerald. I need you to do something for me. You’ve been acquainted with our mate, Orfilia, yes?”

Mr. Gerald nodded briskly.

“I have a couple of things I want you to pass down to her as soon as we leave the house, understood?”

“Yes, Master.”

***

Orfilia groaned for the umpteenth time as she plopped down on her king-sized bed. She couldn’t get the events of what happened earlier out of her head. The werewolf triplet was discussing her like she was some sort of item to be bargained over. She was only a means to an end and she would be discarded right after she had served her purpose. It stung to hear she wasn’t valued as a person but she quickly summarized it was the same way with every supernatural being, humans were insignificant to them on the grand scale of things.

Lucien and Liam were the nicest while Lucas was a different ball game altogether. If she didn’t know any better, he hated being mated to her.

She still didn’t know the truth as to why the triplets wanted her, it had to do with a condition that they hadn’t explained to her yet but she wasn’t worried about it either. Being mated to three wolves to who she was strangely attracted and having more money than she could have ever imagined after six months sounded like a bargain to her.

She heard a sharp knock on the door and she quickly scaled across the room to open it expecting to see one of the triplets on the other side of the door.

“Good morning, miss.” Mr. Gerald bowed as soon as the door flung open.

Orfilia tried to hide her disappointment at having gotten excited over nothing.

“Can I help you, sir?”

“You can call me Mr. Gerald.” He smiled at her. “Master Lucien and his brothers left the house and he said to pass a couple of information to you ahead of their return.”

Orfilia didn’t know how to react to the news. Did it have something to do with the commotion she had heard half an hour ago?

“Did something happen, Mr. Gerald? I spoke to Lucien earlier this morning and he didn’t mention anything to me.”

“Not at all, miss. It was a recent development and it had to be dealt with quickly. Master Lucien ordered me to inform you that your wedding would be in two days and while preparations are ongoing, you should take the time to make yourself familiar with your new home.”

Orfilia merely hummed in agreement. She didn’t understand the rush but she was pleased about it, the earlier they got this over with, the better for all parties involved.

“Did he say anything else? I told him I needed a personal driver to take me home.” She asked.

“Yes. He said you needed a chauffeur to take you to your old place so you could clear out and properly move in here.”

“Is the car ready?”

“Yes, miss. I’ll be waiting right outside the front door.”

Thank you, Mr. Gerald. I’ll meet you downstairs in a couple of minutes.”

He bowed and Orfilia shut the door before heading straight into the bathroom. Living as the mate to the Fuller triplet certainly did come with several privileges and she intended to enjoy every one of them to the fullest.

Half an hour later, she was on her way downstairs heading towards the car prepared for her.