The Triplet Alpha's Outcast

Amara’s POV The familiar scent of ink and paper filled the air as I pushed open the heavy doors of the school library. The quietness here was a reprieve from the chaos of the hallways, where girls swooned and giggled, whispering excitedly about the triplet brothers. Ryder, Jaxon, and Caden had enrolled in my high school a few days ago, and their arrival had turned my world upside down. Despite everything we had been through together, I couldn’t shake the tension that followed me like a shadow. The triplets were used to being the center of attention, their powerful presence drawing people toward them like moths to a flame. The girls at school were no exception. They fawned over the brothers as if they were celebrities. But I hated it. I hated the way the girls hung on their every word, and more than that, I hated the way they always seemed to find me, even when I tried to stay far away. Today, I had a free period and all I wanted was to escape to the library, bury myself in books,

Amara's POV I was sitting on the cold steps outside the school building, my heart still racing from the encounter in the bathroom. My face throbbed from Stephanie’s slap, and my mind was spinning with everything that had happened. I could still hear her hateful words echoing in my head, making the anger and hurt swell in my chest until I thought I would explode. Tears blurred my vision, but I stubbornly wiped them away, refusing to cry any more than I already had. I had cried enough. I was done being weak, done letting them get to me. Suddenly, a shadow fell over me, and a hand appeared in front of my eyes, holding out a water bottle. "Drink it," Caden’s voice was soft but firm. I blinked up at him, startled. His expression was unreadable, but there was a gentleness in his eyes that I hadn’t expected. For a moment, I just stared at him, unsure of what to do, but my throat was dry, and my head was pounding, so I reluctantly took the bottle and drank. "Thanks," I muttered, handin

Amara’s POVThe pain still radiated through my chest, the bond between me and the triplets now frayed, dangerous, and raw. I could feel something wrong—something deep and dark, like a thread connecting us that refused to break completely. The rejection should have severed it, but instead, it felt like I’d only cut halfway through, leaving jagged edges exposed.Ryder was breathing heavily, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, as though he was fighting to keep control. His eyes—those dark, angry eyes—held mine, but there was something different now, something beneath the fury. For a moment, I thought I saw fear.Jaxon knelt beside me, his usual grin gone, replaced by a haunted look that sent a shiver down my spine. "You shouldn’t have done that, Amara," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "You don’t know what you’ve triggered."My throat tightened, and I tried to speak, but the words stuck. What had I done? It wasn’t just the pain, though that was still echoing through every

Amara’s POVA soft warmth fell across my face, pulling me from a deep sleep. Blinking, I opened my eyes, taking in unfamiliar surroundings. It took me a moment to realize where I was. Caden’s room. My heart skipped a beat as I sat up, memories from the night before flooding back. The forest, the fainting spell, Caden carrying me here, staying by my side…My eyes landed on him, still sleeping in the chair beside the bed. He looked so different, relaxed in sleep, his features softened in a way I’d never seen before.The morning sunlight touched his face, casting golden hues over his cheekbones and making his lashes look even darker. I couldn’t help but stare, mesmerized. He was so… beautiful. And vulnerable, like all his usual walls were down.A strange tug pulled at me, something I couldn’t name. It was as if I could feel his presence in the room, like a heartbeat just beneath the surface. I’d spent years hating him, hating all of them, but right now… I couldn’t deny there was somethi

My heart was already heavy from the strange, unrelenting pull Ryder and his brothers had over me. I didn’t need more drama, especially after yesterday. Without sparing him a glance, I moved quickly to an empty desk and settled in. For a moment, I thought I was in the clear—until Alex approached. Alex was kind, gentle, and normal—everything the Blackwood brothers weren’t. He gave me a friendly smile before sliding into the seat next to me without waiting for an invitation. “Hope you don’t mind,” he said, brushing his dark brown hair out of his eyes. “The seat was empty, and you looked like you could use some company.” I gave him a hesitant smile. “I don’t mind.” “I was wondering…” Alex leaned in slightly, lowering his voice so the room’s chatter wouldn’t drown him out. “Do you have a boyfriend? Because if not, I’d like to—” He didn’t get to finish. The classroom door slammed open, crashing against the wall with a force that made everyone jump. Ryder strode in, his jaw clenched,