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The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Mmm… no talking. Too early.
Amara's POV Warmth. That was the first sensation that seeped into my consciousness, even before I dared to open my eyes. It was a profound, encompassing warmth—the luxurious softness of tangled sheets around my bare legs, the faint, rhythmic rise and fall of a broad chest beneath my cheek, and that scent. Goddess, that scent. It wasn’t just the distinct musk of a male, or the pack. It was the scent of home, infused with the subtle, unique essences of pine, rain, and something earthy and rich. Jaxon. His arm was wrapped tightly around my waist, a possessive anchor, even in the deep languor of sleep. His large hand splayed low on my stomach, thumb brushing absently along my skin, a soft, hypnotic rhythm. It was as if, even in his dreams, he needed to maintain that tangible connection, a constant reaffirmation that I was truly there, nestled safely in his embrace. I let my eyes flutter open, slowly adjusting to the morning light. The room was bathed in a soft, golden glow, filterin
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Mating
Amara's POV And I couldn't take it. The slow, agonizing, delicious torture was pushing me to the brink. I needed more. I reached behind me, my fingers tangling in the thick hair on Jaxon's thigh, pulling him closer still, my back arching into his relentless pressure. He let out a low curse, a guttural sound of pure pleasure, and his hands, powerful and impatient, slipped beneath the lace of my panties, discarding the flimsy barrier. His fingers were hot, seeking, finding my aching core. When I moaned, a raw sound of pure bliss, Ryder's eyes, dark with desire, met mine. His breath was coming in ragged gasps, his jaw tight. “Tell us what you want, Luna,” he demanded, his voice low and strained, thick with urgency. “You,” I said, breathless, barely able to form the word. “I want all of you. Every touch. Every kiss. Every part of this bond.” Ryder’s gaze never left mine as he reached down, gripping himself, his arousal a testament to his own intense need. His eyes were hooded
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Mating
Amara's POV I wasn’t sure when the soft touches, the quiet affirmations, turned into something deeper, something far more primal and consuming. Perhaps it was the way Ryder’s lips, so impossibly soft, brushed against the sensitive skin of my neck, a possessive, tender exploration that felt like he was memorizing the very shape of me. Or maybe it was the way Caden’s hand, strong and sure, found mine under the silken blanket, his fingers curling with an aching, unspoken need that mirrored my own. Jaxon was still at my back, a solid, grounding presence, always the last to speak his heart but the first to feel everything too deeply, too fiercely. His broad chest pressed against my spine, the familiar tension in him a low thrum against my skin. One powerful arm slipped beneath my waist, pulling me closer still, as if he was truly scared I’d disappear again, vanish into the moonlight like a fleeting dream. My breath caught in my throat as Ryder shifted, his hand gently cupping my chee
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Nightfall at the Mansion.
Amara's POV The mansion was swathed in a profound silence, bathed in the soft, golden glow of strategically placed lamps and the hushed reverence that always followed moments of immense significance. The Binding Ceremony had concluded hours ago, yet its powerful echo still resonated within me, a subtle thrumming beneath my skin, wrapping around me like invisible threads of fate. I stood by the window in one of the upper rooms, a chamber more luxurious and intimately appointed than any I had ever occupied, gazing out over the moonlit forest. The ceremonial gown I still wore, despite the late hour, shimmered faintly in the dim light, its silver embroidery catching the elusive moonlight. Though cloaked in silk and intricate patterns, I felt utterly bare, exposed. Yet, paradoxically, I also felt a profound sense of completeness. An integration of self I hadn't known was possible. Behind me, the soft creak of the door opening broke the stillness, but I didn't turn. I didn’t have to. I
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast You’re really ours now.
Amara's POV The cacophony of cheers and the joyous clamor of the pack faded behind us, slowly receding into the tapestry of the moonlit forest. We slipped away from the sacred clearing like shadows, our hands brushing, fingertips trailing sparks of nascent connection, our footsteps soft and whisper-quiet on the mossy ground. Moonlight poured over the ancient trees like liquid silver, dappling the forest floor in an ethereal glow. For once, the world didn’t feel too loud, too cruel, or too uncertain. It just felt… right. Profoundly, unequivocally right. The kind of right that settled deep in your bones and resonated with the very core of your being. I didn’t know who reached for me first—maybe it was Ryder, his innate charm drawing me in, or perhaps Caden, his steady presence a magnetic force—but suddenly, I was enveloped. Not seized, not taken, but surrounded. One was behind me, a broad, warm presence anchoring me, another stood directly in front, his gaze holding mine captive, an
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Binding ceremony
Amara's POV The sacred clearing was alive, pulsating with an ethereal glow, bathed in the gentle luminescence of countless lanterns and the incandescent wash of the full moon. The air hummed with a tangible energy, the very trees whispering with a hush that felt less like wind and more like reverence, as if holding their breath for the sacred ceremony. The pack had gathered in a wide, unbroken circle, a silent, expectant ring of faces, their eyes reflecting the shimmering light, forming a protective, watchful barrier around the ancient Moonstone Altar. It gleamed in the center, a monumental slab of polished white stone, worn smooth from centuries of rituals, of vows made and bonds forged. I stood beneath the majestic full moon, its powerful light a beacon, my heart pounding a frantic, primal drum against my ribs, each beat echoing the tumultuous symphony within me. Three distinct heartbeats answered mine—familiar, chaotic, yet surprisingly steady, like the undeniable pull of gravit
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