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The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Because what could I say?
Amara's POV The first sensation, as I stirred from the depths of a restless sleep, was warmth. A pervasive, encompassing warmth that chased away the lingering shadows of my dreams. Ryder’s arm was slung heavily across my waist, a familiar weight that pulled me closer to his solid form. Jaxon was pressed firmly behind me, his chest a broad, comforting anchor against my back, his hand tangled possessively in my hair, his fingers gently sifting through the strands even in sleep. And Caden, ever the watchful one, was at the foot of the massive bed, his head resting on his folded arms, his golden-brown eyes open, watching me with a faint, unreadable expression as the dawn light filtered through the curtains. For a brief, suspended moment, it felt perfect. Utterly, undeniably perfect. A tableau of peace and belonging that soothed the raw edges of my soul. Then, like a sharp shard of ice, the memory of Eli’s venomous words from last night crept back in, slithering into the warmth. His sn
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast “We’re not hovering. We’re keeping you company. There’s a difference. And if you think we’re buying that ‘just tired’ act, you’re even crazier than I thought.”
Amara's POV The mansion’s grand upstairs bedroom, usually a sanctuary of shared warmth and blissful peace, felt strangely amplified by the weighty silence that had settled between us. I sat curled up at the head of the massive bed, cocooned by the soft duvet, my eyes fixed on the three powerful men who moved around the room with an unsettling watchfulness. Jaxon stood by the tall, arched window, his powerful arms folded across his chest, his posture rigid. His dark eyes, usually so intense when focused on me, were now scanning the velvet expanse of the dark yard below, sweeping over the moonlit lawns and the distant tree line. He looked like a sentinel, expecting something—or someone—to appear from the shadows at any moment. The faint hum of the bond, tight with his unspoken tension, pulsed against my heart. Ryder lounged at the foot of the bed, stretched out like a restless cat, but his sharp blue eyes were a little too focused on me, missing nothing. His usual playful smirk was
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Who was here? Who dared trespass on our territory and upset our Luna?
Amara's POV The mansion was cloaked in the soft, fading light of evening, the shadows deepening in the corners of the grand rooms. I was still standing by the kitchen counter, the cool marble a stark contrast to the persistent tremor in my hands and the frantic beat of my heart. The shattered glass from earlier lay swept into a dustpan by my feet, a silent testament to the raw fear that had gripped me. My carefully constructed composure felt fragile, like a house of cards on the brink of collapse. Then, the familiar sound of the front door opening echoed through the quiet space. Their presence hit me before I even heard their voices—the bond humming to life with an almost violent intensity, warm and fierce, wrapping around me like a living shield. It was a stark reminder of their power, their unwavering connection, and the overwhelming responsibility I felt to protect them, even from themselves. Jaxon was the first to appear in the kitchen doorway, his powerful frame filling the
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast The Shadow Returns: A Luna Confronts Her Past
Amara's POV The Alpha mansion, usually bustling with the low hum of life, felt unusually quiet that late afternoon. An unsettling stillness had settled over the grand rooms, a stark contrast to the vibrant energy it typically held. Jaxon, Ryder, and Caden had left hours earlier for a crucial meeting with the pack elders, a council that required their undivided attention away from the mansion. Their moods had been tense even then, a faint edge of concern lingering in their farewell kisses, each promising to be back soon, their gazes lingering on me with reluctant protectiveness. I’d told them I’d be fine. I'd promised to rest, perhaps read one of the ancient pack histories, or begin organizing the myriad details for the upcoming Luna ceremony. And for a little while, I genuinely was fine. I had even found a soothing rhythm in the mansion’s quiet solitude, enjoying the rare moment of calm. But now—standing in the spacious, sun-dappled kitchen, reaching for a glass of water—the faint
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast A Golden Dawn: Waking Within Their Embrace
Amara's POV The mansion was bathed in the soft, nascent light of early morning. Sunlight streamed through the rich, heavy curtains, no longer harsh but warm and golden, painting intricate patterns across the rumpled sheets of the grand bed. A gentle breeze, still cool with the promise of a rising day, stirred the sheer fabric at the open windows. I woke slowly, not to an alarm or the press of urgency, but to the symphony of soft, even breathing all around me—and the comforting, overwhelming weight of their arms, their bodies, tangled over and around me like a living cage, a fortress woven from warmth and muscle. Ryder was sprawled half on top of me, a delightful, heavy weight that pinned me gently to the mattress. His face was buried against my neck, his breath warm and steady, his unruly hair tickling my jaw with every soft exhalation. One hand rested possessively over my stomach, his fingers splayed, a silent claim even in his sleep. His scent, clean and faintly wild, enveloped
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast You’re quiet tonight, Luna.
Amara's POV The mansion was quiet now, truly quiet, the bustling sounds of the pack settling for the night. The faint, rhythmic hum of crickets filled the air outside, a soothing lullaby carried on the cool night breeze. After dinner, a meal consumed in a comfortable, almost domestic silence, punctuated by occasional, lingering touches from my mates, I had excused myself. A need for fresh air, for a moment to process the emotional roller coaster of the day, had drawn me to the rooftop. Though, of course, it hadn’t taken long for them to follow. Their presence, a familiar pull, was as inevitable as the rising moon. I stood at the very edge of the rooftop, my arms wrapped around myself, the cool night breeze kissing my skin, raising goosebumps that had nothing to do with the chill. My gaze was fixed on the moon, a brilliant pearl in the velvet expanse of the night sky, its light washing over the slumbering pack grounds. The bond pulsed faintly in my chest, a warm, resonant thrum, an
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