Erica's POV.
Covered in new clothes, Mom stared back at me in tears. I couldn't believe it, her freedom came by so fast. “Oh Moon Goddess!” I exclaimed with joy, as I flung my arms around her…tears streamed down my cheeks as my heart alone couldn't bottle up the happiness. “Everyday passed, and I never ceased to pray to the moon goddess, she was so kind to look at me…oh Erica baby, what did those evil people ask of you huh? Did they say you would work an extra hundred years?” Mom asked. What was I going to tell her? That I traded my virginity for her freedom? Even the moon goddess would not forgive such act…and mother would be heartbroken. “Erica?” She cupped my face, as she peered into my eyes. “It's nothing Mom,” I sniffed, as I wiped off my tears, taking in a deep breath, “ I begged them, that's all.” I lied confidently, and Mom fell for it, as she hugged me again, rubbing my back with her hand. “I'm so glad to be with you.” She muttered. We heard footsteps approaching, and as we turned our heads to the direction of whoever walked towards us…it was Lady Sara, clapping her hands … “What a lovely reunion.” She smiled sarcastically as she got closer to us. “It's so good to have you back Celyn,” she said to my mother as she stroked her hair. “Thank you, lady Sara.” My mother said with a slight bow. I fumed in anger, she didn't have to thank her for anything. “You don't need to thank me, it's just that…I was so happy when my daughter turned out to be the long awaited Luna of the pack. My anniversary with my sweet Peter wasn't just a happy event, it was…a blessing.” She said, as her eyes rested on me intently. “It's good news, I'm happy for Miss Denise,” My mother said, as she stared at her feet, her voice was low and rough. “Oh you should be, nothing good comes out from you anyways.” She spat on my mother like she was trash. My hands balled into fists in rage…she must have gotten what she wanted, and we may be her servants, but this was too much. “How sure are you that nothing good comes out from my mother?” I blurted, as my mother held my arm, urging me to stop whatever I wanted to start but… “It is true.” Lady Sara answered with a smirk. I scoffed. “Incase you've forgotten, everything good comes out from my mother, you are only good at taking what's not yours, because nothing at all can come out from you.” I said through clenched teeth. Lady Sara was taken aback, rather speechless…she peered into my eyes for a long time and chuckled. “Steal? I don't steal my dear, it's either mine rightfully or mine through bargain,” she smirked. And I understood the meaning of what she said, she did bargain for Denise's place as Luna, and I'd already gotten my part of the bargain…but still. I took in a deep breath and let out a deep sigh. “Thank you for whatever kindness you've shown us today Lady Sara, but it's high time you thought of us differently, after all…we owe each other, don't we?” I asked, as I pulled my mother along, grabbing the basket and leaving Lady Sara in her disturbed state. “You can't eat your cake and have it back!” She yelled from behind and I stopped for a second. There was no use keeping up with the little argument, unless words would get out…and I didn't want that. “Ahhh!” I winced, as I fell to the ground, the pain was so sudden, and it was intense. I placed my hand on the spot just below my neck in pain, as I groaned. “Erica!” My mother knelt by my side trembling, as she stole a glance at Lady Sara, who looked surprised as well. Soon the pain subsided and my hands slowly retreated as I breathed heavily, my chest heaving up and down as beads of sweats covered my forehead. Then it glowed, it was a mark, the one I was not able to describe. My mom looked at me eyeball to eyeball, I could hear her loud heartbeats as she swallowed. “Who's your mate?” My heart sank to the bottom.Erica's POV. He stood straight, panting as he wiped off the blood that trickled down one corner of his lips with the back of his hand. “I thought you were fighting war,” I finally stood up, not that I was surprised, I was just…maybe asking myself a lot of questions, why he was here, why he wasn't fighting off rivals with the others…or maybe he didn't really fear his father like I thought he would. “I am…fighting war,” He said as he spread his arms confidently. A confident smile dancing across his lips. “I didn't expect you to be here,” I swallowed, avoiding his gaze. “Me either…” He said, as he shrugged, “Now I'm taking you home.” He said as he started off, leading the way. “It's Agnes…isn't it?” I asked, and watched him stop dead on track, he clenched his fist as I could imagine the discomfort it had caused him, “Heaven said you were plotting against the witches because of her,” I added as he spun around. “Heaven—the one with the sharpest hearing!” He clapped his hands, before
Erica's POV.“I knew that jerk from highschool,” She tried to explain, nervously cracking her fingers as she paced to and fro in the living room.I sank into the single seated sofa as I studied her.“And you killed him,” I replied.“He would always bully me, toss me in the basketball court like I was nothing…I didn't mean to kill him, but it's a good thing I did.” She replied, sitting down on one of the sofas opposite me and crossing her legs.“And what's so good about ripping off a limb and slashing the skin of a seventeen year old boy, Heaven?” I asked her, folding my arms as I peered into her eyes, a mixture of remorse and resolve dancing in her hazel eyes.“I was trying to control my emotions…my shift! He was standing right there, trapping me in between his arms against that van and feeding my mind with insults—but then he saw me shift, my fangs, my claws…there was no way I'd let him see me that way and live!” She yelled as her eyes colors changed.“How are you able to wolf out a
Erica's POV. Their absence felt awkward…it felt like a part of me was missing. Those stupid three. I smiled to myself as I got off the limo with Heaven. “Ohh please don't tell me you're smiling at the thought of my ugly brothers again,” She rolled her eyeballs as shut the car door. And yes, I missed them—a lot. “Your brothers are the cutest things in the world,” I told her softly, as we climbed the wide stairs that led to inside the school's building. “One day, you're going to hate them.” She replied, hurrying ahead of me. “I already did. Well, not anymore.” I said as I chuckled, avoiding her gaze. “I'd advise you to loathe them now than ever. My brothers are sadistic psychos, they always try to make you feel small… and worthless like you're just some piece of being existing in thin air!” She yelled, and for a teenager who was starting a new life in college, I knew her pain. “Your brothers are quite busy with things to even notice anything you call effort.” I said, as I patt
The Triplet Alphas (Reynold's POV.)I scooped her in my arms and took her to the bathroom. I gently pulled off her clothes, as my eyes tried their possible best to resist her…her pointed pink nipples, her curves, her—Goddamnit I was watching.I allowed her to climb into the bathtub and then I bathed her, enduring the torture of getting hard under, I could hardly count how many times I had cum just by looking at her…“I killed them…I tore them in pieces,” she said, a chilling smile curling at the corners of her lips, even as tears clung to her lashes.“Who did you kill?” I asked her gently, trying to keep my voice calm.“The witches…” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “They were the ones who took me, they tried to take my wolf from me and kept me locked up in one dark room. I didn’t see the moonlight for three days,but then , I managed to escape and when the moonlight finally touched me, I didn’t know what I had become… a beast.” A sob escaped her throat, and tears rolle
The Triplet Alphas (Reynold's POV).My jaw dropped, and my lips parted slightly in shock. What in the world had brought him here?Alpha Dane didn’t call him, did he?It had been five long years… five excruciating years since I had seen my father's face. I couldn't shake the memory of the last time we met, and I hadn’t been able to look him in the eye since that moment. Not after what he had done to Agnes.“I did nothing to your lover, son. You probably hid her away in some cave, of a coyote,” he would always say, his voice dripping with mockery.“Someone's not pleased to have me here,” he said, his eyes flickering around the room before they landed on Agnes, drawing my full attention back to him.“Your visit is unexpected,” I said, struggling to maintain my composure. “You should have at least sent a message that you were coming. We could have prepared a proper welcome. Maybe a banquet... with a human head on a silver plate.” I clenched my fists, each tight knot of muscle made me wis
The Triplet Alphas (Reynold's POV).She looked at us as if we were ghosts, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. I noticed her hands trembling, and her lips were dry, which was enough to explain her situation . Tears brimmed just below the surface of her eyes, ready to spill over at any moment, and my heart ached to see her so shattered.“I killed them…I killed them all,” she said, her voice a fragile whisper, heavy with despair. As if I knew , I rushed to her side, catching her before she could fall to the ground.I carefully lifted her into my arms, feeling the weight of her distress settle over me like a shroud. I glanced at Robert and Ronald, who were washed over with relief. Robert rubbed his forehead with his palm while Ronald let out a deep breath . Alpha Dane stared at me, probably embarrassed , grappling with his own thoughts about what to say in a moment like this. The air was thick with unspoken words and unasked questions.“I’ll take her to her room,” I told Robert fir