เข้าสู่ระบบErica’s POV.“Don’t think I helped you. You can come out of my closet.” I said, just after locking my door shut.The lock clicked with a sound louder than it should’ve been, echoing through the silence. My room wasn’t big, but in that moment it felt like the walls had moved closer. The air felt different too ….. tight, heavy, waiting.He stepped out slowly, his movements careful but not hesitant. His bare feet touched the floor, leaving faint, dusty marks I knew I’d wipe off later. I kept my arms folded as I watched him straighten up, his shoulders rolling back like he was shaking off some invisible weight.He looked around my room like it was the strangest place in the world — like he couldn’t believe he was actually standing there. His gaze drifted over my bed, my desk, the half-open window that let in the weak afternoon light. Then finally, it stopped on me.“You wouldn’t accept a thank you—”“I don’t need it.” I cut him off. My voice was even, maybe too calm.He stopped mid-senten
The Triplet Alphas (Robert’s POV)“What are you waiting for? Leave before Ethan comes,” she said, her voice a bit raspy, almost like she’d swallowed something sharp.I froze for a second, my hand still on the edge of her bedpost, not sure if I should laugh or roll my eyes. The way she said it — like I was some sort of intruder — annoyed me. Or maybe it didn’t. Maybe it did a little, but I didn’t want to think too much about it.Weird… I’d say.I gripped the boots tightly in my hand, trying not to look at her again. Her hair was a mess, her nightdress clinging in odd places like she’d been pacing around before I came in. She wouldn’t even meet my eyes now, just stood there pretending she was busy adjusting the blanket that didn’t need adjusting.Fine by me.“Natasha…” I called quietly, my jaw tightening, “Don’t cause trouble.”She didn’t answer, she didn't even blink. Just that silence that made me feel like the room itself didn’t want me there.So I turned, shoved the door open, and
The Alpha Triplets (Robert’s POV)“F—”He wasn’t there.Just Natasha, standing in front of me in that silk night dress that somehow managed to cling to her body even though it was supposed to hang loose.It was quiet ,the kind of quiet that makes the air feel thick. I could still feel my pulse from the run here, heavy in my chest, but she just stood there, staring, not even blinking.She looked like she’d been waiting for someone, though definitely not me. Or maybe she wasn’t waiting for anyone — just awake, lost in her own thoughts before I barged in.She wanted to talk at first, I could see that. Her lips parted a little, like she was about to say something, maybe ask what I was doing here. But then she pressed them shut. No words, no questions, no small talk , just that steady gaze that could make a lying five-year-old pee on himself at the spot.Good thing I wasn’t five.I shifted awkwardly in the doorway, my hand still on the handle like I wasn’t sure if I should’ve opened it in
Erica's POV Yes… the ceremony.The first shift ceremony , that was what tonight was all about. The one every young wolf waited for, the night you finally sprinted under the full moon and felt what it meant to belong. It was the biggest thing for the Blood Moon Pack , a rite that tied everyone closer, and made the pack's bond even stronger. It wasn’t just about turning for the first time, it was about stepping into who you really were.And it was also the night most people found their mates.Lucky them.Too bad I didn’t get that kind of story. I didn’t meet mine in a sacred ceremony or under moonlight surrounded by cheering wolves. No. I met him in the messiest way possible, and somehow, I still wished it had been this way. At least then… maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much to remember.I scratched the back of my neck, shaking my head at myself.Why was I even thinking about that? About him? About Rowen?There was no going back to that man …. that coward ….. who’d once made me believe i
Erica’s POV.I brushed Mother aside and walked toward him. He was smiling ear to ear, and even though I wanted to believe he didn’t hear anything, my hands trembled. My knees felt weak all of a sudden.“What… what are you doing here?” I stuttered, forcing a smile that barely fit.“I wanted to surprise you,” he chuckled, spreading his arms like the whole moment was his surprise. “Well, aren’t you going to give me a hug?”“Oh—yes!” I laughed, the sound of my voice was shaky, as I threw my arms around him. I rubbed his back like he was the only thing steady in the right there.He let out a deep breath. “It’s so good to see you.”“Yeah… it’s so good to see you too,” I said, my voice small. He pulled back, cupping my face and staring into my eyes, like he was looking for something hiding there.“Are you okay? You don’t look happy to see me,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets.I scoffed, feigning a smile I feared was obviously fake. “What are you talking about? I’m happy you’re
Erica's POV.THREE WEEKS LATER…Things had become more quiet than usual, almost back to normal, Rowen wasn't in the city, he'd been so busy signing peace treaties and contracts…creating able allies here and there…Robert followed him of course…Ronald was still going to college, determined to finish since a lot had wrecked his life these past few months…Reynold…well, he was no different from being absent. Though he was still in the mansion studying, he pretended like he didn't see me, let alone want me.I had looked in his eyes countless times to find at least one clue that he was pretending… but nothing.He hated me now, I was pretty sure…Ethan had tried taking me to the U.K with him, where he lived but, I insisted that I stayed back…to study…Study.I laughed at that excuse …study was just an excuse to be here, to suffer from Reynold's silence and to execute my plan against Denise.The moon goddess had blessed me enough with too many chances, letting her down would be my own loss.







