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The Triplet Alpha's Outcast There’s nothing left here for you.
Amara's POV Jaxon snarled, a low, guttural sound that vibrated with barely contained fury. “Don’t you dare talk to her like that, scum. You lost the right to speak her name the day you walked away. The day you broke her.” Ryder took another step forward, his grin feral now, his eyes alight with a dangerous, bloodthirsty gleam. “We should show him what happens to guys who think they can waltz back into her life and play the hero. This isn’t a game, Eli. This is our Luna.” But Eli didn’t flinch. His green eyes stayed locked on mine, trying to convey a desperate sincerity, a plea for understanding that I no longer felt capable of giving. “I know I don’t deserve another chance,” he said, his voice breaking just slightly, a calculated vulnerability that grated on my nerves. “I know I messed up. I was an idiot. A coward. But I had to see you, Amara. Had to tell you… I’m sorry. Truly sorry. And if you’ll have me—” “She won’t,” Jaxon cut in sharply, his voice like a whip-crack, absol
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast An Echo from the Past: Eli's Uninvited Return
Amara's POV The late morning air on the pack training grounds was still thick with the lingering heat of our vigorous session, mingled with the earthy scent of churned soil and the sharp, invigorating tang of sweat. I sat cross-legged on the soft grass, a pleasant exhaustion settling deep in my muscles, my breath still coming in gentle gasps. Ryder, ever the playful rogue, lay sprawled lazily across my lap, his head nestled comfortably against my thighs, his eyes half-closed in contentment. Jaxon stood nearby, arms crossed over his powerful chest, a satisfied, almost smug smirk playing on his lips as he watched us. Caden, ever the attentive and gentle one, knelt at my side, a soft towel in his hand, as he meticulously wiped the beads of sweat from my temple and jawline. For once, in this serene bubble of our making, everything felt… perfect. Utterly, undeniably, perfectly at peace. Which, of course, was probably why the universe, in its cruel, ironic wisdom, decided to shatter
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast “Didn’t know you had claws, Luna! You’re getting dangerous.”
Amara's POV He let out a low whistle, a sound of genuine surprise and admiration, and grinned, rubbing his side playfully. “Didn’t know you had claws, Luna! You’re getting dangerous.” “She’s always had claws, Ryder,” Jaxon cut in, his voice a low rumble, stepping forward with deceptive casualness. Before I could even register his movement, he swept my legs out from under me in one clean, brutal move, a classic Alpha maneuver. I hit the soft sand of the arena with a soft oof, a gust of air escaping my lungs, glaring up at him as he stood over me, a smug, triumphant look on his face. He extended a hand, inviting me to take it, but his eyes dared me to refuse. But before I could take it, Ryder, ever the opportunist, grabbed my wrist and hauled me to my feet in one swift motion, pulling me into his side. He leaned in, whispering in my ear with a wink: “You don’t need his help, sweetheart. You’ve got me. I always pick you up.” I rolled my eyes dramatically, but my pulse still sk
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Try to keep up, Luna!
Amara's POV The sun was already high, a brilliant golden orb in the cerulean sky, when we finally walked out to the pack training grounds. The morning air, though warming quickly, still held a fresh, invigorating crispness. My hand was tucked comfortably into Caden’s, his fingers a warm, steady anchor. Ryder, ever the eager one, tossed a towel over his shoulder with a flourish and jogged ahead to the weapon racks, already eager for the next round of playful combat. Jaxon walked just behind me, his powerful presence a heavy, protective shadow, a constant awareness at my back that made the hair on my arms stand on end in the best possible way. “Try to keep up, Luna,” Ryder teased, flashing me a wicked grin over his shoulder as he snagged a pair of practice staffs. His voice, clear and buoyant, carried across the open ground. I narrowed my eyes at his retreating back, a playful challenge sparking within me. “You’re going to regret saying that, Ryder!” I called after him, rolling m
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast I'm calling dibs on dessert!
Amara's POV Before I could even protest, or wipe the cream away, he ducked forward with a lightning-quick movement and, with an utterly brazen flick of his tongue, licked it off, his teeth lightly grazing the tip of my nose. I gasped, startled and delighted, swatting playfully at him, my cheeks burning. “You’re impossible,” I muttered, trying to sound stern, but unable to hide the soft smile that tugged at my lips. He only winked, a mischievous gleam in his eyes, and stole a bite of my pancake directly from my plate before casually sitting on the counter beside me, one long leg swinging lazily, his hip brushing mine. We ate together—well, I tried to eat, but they certainly didn’t make it easy. It was a constant dance of affection and playful disruption. Every few bites, Jaxon’s large, warm hand would slide along my thigh under the table, his thumb tracing slow, sensual circles against my skin, sending waves of delicious heat through me. His presence was a grounding, erotic h
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast A Feast of Affection
Amara's POV By the time we finally left the steamy, intimate confines of the bathroom, the sun was high enough to spill bright golden light through the grand kitchen windows, painting the polished countertops and gleaming appliances in a warm, inviting glow. I padded into the kitchen barefoot, the cool marble a pleasant contrast beneath my skin. I was wrapped in one of Caden’s soft, oversized shirts that hung comfortably to my mid-thigh, a faint, lingering scent of pine and his unique musk clinging to the fabric. My wet hair clung in damp tendrils to my neck and shoulders, and the phantom bite marks and tender kisses they’d left on my skin still tingled, a constant reminder of our shared morning. When I walked in, all three of them were already there—or rather, they’d followed me down the wide staircase and immediately claimed their spots around me, as if I were the undisputed center of their very orbit. Caden stood at the gleaming stovetop, flipping pancakes with a casual ease
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