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The king’s Decree

Author: Cynthia James
last update publish date: 2026-04-25 12:00:00

I stayed behind the railing, my heart thumping so hard it felt like it would jump out. Down in the foyer, the air was thick with a heavy, bitter smell. It was the scent of the King, and it felt like it was choking me.

Alpha Malikai took another step toward his sons. He was taller than all of them, a wall of muscle and grey hair. He looked like he was made of stone. He didn't look at the house or the guards. He only looked at Alaric, Silas, and Killian.

"I expected better f
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  • Owned by the triplet   The lesson of the night

    The walk back to the house was the longest of my life. Killian didn’t say a word. He just held me over his shoulder while I cried. My stomach felt sick, and the air felt heavy. When we entered the Master Wing, he didn't take me to my room. He took me to Alaric’s suite. It was bigger, darker, and felt more like a cage.He dropped me onto the large bed. I tried to scramble back, but Silas was already there, standing by the foot of the bed. Alaric walked in last and locked the door. The sound of that click made my heart drop."I’m sorry," I whispered, pulling the covers to my chest. "I just wanted to see if I could.""We aren't looking for apologies, Elena," Alaric said. He took off his belt and laid it on the dresser. He looked so calm, but I could feel the heat of his anger through the bond. "We are looking for obedience. We told you it was dangerous. We told you that you belong to us. And still, you ran.""I don't belong to anyone!" I snapped, though my voice cracked

  • Owned by the triplet   The Ghost of Elena Vance

    The house felt like a tomb after the King left. I couldn't stop shaking. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Malikai’s golden eyes and heard him calling me a parasite. The worst part wasn't that he hated me; it was that I was starting to believe him. I didn't belong here. I wasn't a Queen. I was just a girl who wanted to finish her law degree.I looked at the laptop Silas had given me. It sat on the velvet duvet, glowing in the dark. Silas thought he was being smart by giving me access to his servers, but he forgot one thing—I spent three years at university learning how to find loopholes.I spent hours clicking through the security logs. I pretended to be looking at books, but I was actually watching the guard rotations. Every night at 3:00 AM, the bikers at the back service gate changed shifts. There was a sixty-second gap where the cameras reset and the new guards walked down from the clubhouse.Sixty seconds. That was my window.I didn't pack a suitcase. I found m

  • Owned by the triplet   The king’s Decree

    I stayed behind the railing, my heart thumping so hard it felt like it would jump out. Down in the foyer, the air was thick with a heavy, bitter smell. It was the scent of the King, and it felt like it was choking me. Alpha Malikai took another step toward his sons. He was taller than all of them, a wall of muscle and grey hair. He looked like he was made of stone. He didn't look at the house or the guards. He only looked at Alaric, Silas, and Killian. "I expected better from the Blackwood name," Malikai said. His voice wasn't loud, but it filled every corner of the room. "I expected my sons to lead. Instead, I find you hiding a human girl like a stolen toy." "She isn't a toy, Father," Silas said. He stepped forward, his face calm but his eyes sharp. "She is the mate we’ve waited for. The bond is real. The Mark is already set." Malikai laughed, and the sound was cold. "A bond with a human? That is a curse, not a gift. You are the royalty of th

  • Owned by the triplet   The king’s shadow

    The morning after the dinner was too quiet. Usually, I could hear the distant rumble of Killian’s bike or the sound of Silas talking on the phone in his office, but today, the house felt like it was holding its breath. I sat by the window in my new suite, watching the mist roll over the trees.My neck didn't just ache anymore; it felt warm. Every time I thought about Alaric, Silas, or Killian, the Mark pulsed. It was like a reminder that I was tethered to them by a thread I couldn't see.I closed my eyes and tried to focus on that humming in my head. I could feel Alaric nearby. He was frustrated. I could feel Silas, too; he was calm but sharp, like a knife hidden in silk. Killian was a storm of raw anger, somewhere far out on the grounds.A soft knock came at my door."Come in," I said, not turning around.Alaric walked in. He wasn't wearing his glasses today, and his eyes looked harder, more tired. He stood a few feet away from me, his hands behind his back.

  • Owned by the triplet   The Three way mirror

    The dress was waiting for me on the bed. It was deep forest green and far more expensive than anything I had ever owned. There was no note, but I knew Silas had picked it out. He was the one who cared about the optics of "Elena Blackwood." I put it on because I didn't want another fight about clothes. I was tired of fighting over the small things.When I walked into the dining room, the air was so thick I could almost taste the tension. The table was long, set with silver and crystal that caught the light of the fire. Alaric sat at the head, Silas was to his right, and Killian was slumped in a chair opposite him.They all looked up as I entered. For a second, no one spoke. The three-way bond hummed in the back of my skull, a low-frequency vibration of heat and hunger that made my skin itch."Sit, Elena," Alaric said, gesturing to the chair at the other end, directly facing him.I sat. I felt like a specimen under a microscope. A maid I hadn't seen before placed a pla

  • Owned by the triplet   The Boardroom and the Bedroom

    The morning walk with Alaric had left me exhausted. My mind felt like it had been scrubbed with sandpaper. Every time I thought I found a piece of my old self, one of them was there to remind me that she didn't exist anymore.A knock came at my bedroom door. It wasn't the heavy, impatient thud of Killian or the sharp, academic rap of Alaric. It was light and steady."Elena? It’s Silas. I’d like to show you something."I sighed and opened the door. Silas was standing there, but he looked different. The stiff, three-piece suit was gone. He was wearing a soft cream-colored sweater and dark trousers. His hair was slightly brushed back, and he looked almost... normal."What do you want, Silas?" I asked, leaning against the doorframe."I have something that might make your stay here more bearable," he said. He gave me a small, practiced smile. "Come to my office. It’s just down the hall."I followed him. His office was different from Alaric’s. While Alaric’s was fi

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