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And then… she was there.
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate Everyone—leave. Immediately. Except Elowen.
Elowen's POV And then— Vines erupted from the earth around Theron. Not green or brown, not earthy or mundane. These were silver, glowing with an inner light, humming with a vibrant, restless life. They coiled around Theron’s legs, tightening just as he tried to leap back, their magical luminescence ensnaring him. He yelped, unhurt but definitely shocked, a genuine look of bewilderment on his face. I released him the moment he struggled, the raw power ebbing back as quickly as it had come. My breath caught in my throat, a gasp of mingled awe and residual fear. “I’m sorry!” I said quickly, panic flickering in my chest. I hadn’t meant to bind him so completely. The power was… more than I could have imagined. But Theron held up a hand, laughing breathlessly, his eyes still wide with surprise and a newfound respect. “Don’t be. That was—Elowen, that was insane. Where did you learn that?” He was still trying to shake off the lingering sensation of the silver vines. “I didn’t.” My voice
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Is that lunar energy?
Elowen’s POV The morning sun bled gold across the academy’s vast training grounds, but I didn’t feel its warmth. Not truly. My skin felt… cool, almost ethereal, despite the golden rays that usually warmed me to the core. A vibrant, electric power thrummed beneath my skin like a living thing, a restless current that made every nerve ending hum. It wasn’t an unpleasant sensation, but it was undeniably alien, a constant reminder of the profound shift that had occurred within me. The memory of the Moon Goddess lingered like starlight in my veins, a luminous afterimage that pulsed with every beat of my heart. Her words, her touch, the ancient visions—they were burned into my consciousness. The training arena was crowded today—more than usual. A ripple of anticipation, of suppressed excitement, hung in the air, almost palpable. Word had spread like wildfire about the fight between Ranon and Caelum, the almost-public skirmish that had broken out on the edge of their territory. Whispers had
The Triplet's Bullied Mate "You were born under a cursed moon,” the goddess said.
Elowen's POV I dropped to my knees before her, the damp grass cool beneath me. Not because I was afraid—her presence radiated only peace and wisdom—but because the sheer weight of her power, the magnitude of her divine presence, bent the very air around me. It was like kneeling before the sky itself, before the infinite cosmos, before the source of all life and magic. My body simply submitted to the sublime authority of a primordial being. “I don’t know what’s happening to me,” I said, my voice thick with emotion, tears slipping silently down my cheeks, hot against the cool air. “The magic—it’s changing. It’s not just spells or energy anymore. It’s… alive. It feels like a separate entity, yet it’s me. And it frightens me.” She nodded, her silver eyes holding mine, seeing straight into my soul. “Because it always was.” Her voice was infinitely patient, as if explaining a simple truth I had merely forgotten. “Magic is life, Elowen. It flows through all things, but within you, it
The Triplet's Bullied Mate And then… she was there.
Elowen’s POV That night, I couldn’t sleep. Even with Ranon’s powerful arm draped protectively over my waist, his familiar warmth a comforting anchor, Alaric’s long fingers laced through mine, a silent testament to his playful devotion, and Theron’s steady, rhythmic breathing a soothing presence behind me, I lay wide-eyed in the profound darkness of their shared bed. My thoughts were too loud, too sharp, ricocheting around my skull like trapped birds. Magic pulsed beneath my skin. Not just a faint hum, but a distinct thrumming, a vibrant, almost sentient energy. It felt restless, coiled, like a magnificent beast stirring from a long slumber. It was watching, I knew it. Watching me. Waiting. Every breath I took seemed to ripple with it—like the magic wasn’t just a part of me anymore, but awake, fully sentient. Listening. Hungry. A new kind of hunger, not for power, but for release, for expression. The subtle vibrations seemed to echo the unsettling words Caelum had spoken, about my p
The Triplet's Bullied Mate He truly was a master manipulator.
Elowen's POV “It’s more than that,” Ranon growled, his golden eyes darkening. “It’s an insult. To us. To our bond. He thinks he can just walk in here, make threats, and walk away?” He pulled me even tighter against him, as if to physically shield me from any lingering malevolence. “He thinks he can turn you against us. He thinks he can claim you.” The word ‘claim’ sent a shiver down my spine, but this time, it wasn’t entirely from fear. There was a possessive edge to Ranon’s voice, a raw, untamed protectiveness that resonated deep within me, echoing a similar wildness I was only just beginning to acknowledge in myself. “He again said my magic was different,” I whispered, almost to myself, the words a nagging whisper in my mind. “He said it was ancient, that it needed to be unleashed. That you would try to chain it.” Ranon scoffed. “Chain it? Never. Your magic is a part of you, Elowen. We want to understand it, to help you control it, yes. But never to chain it. We want you to be f
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Your pain is our pain, your fear our fear.
Elowen's POV “You had to,” I mumbled into his chest, the words muffled but true. They’d gone to hunt down the rogues, to protect the territory, to do what they had to do. “We should’ve taken you with us,” Alaric insisted, his hand brushing my hair back from my face, a gentle, comforting gesture. “Even if it was dangerous, you would have been safer with us.” “I told you I was fine,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. The words tasted like ash. I had lied, not maliciously, but out of a desperate need to not be a burden, to not be the reason they hesitated. “You lied,” Ranon stated simply, his voice devoid of accusation, filled only with regret. I let out a breath that was almost a sob, a ragged sound that tore from my chest. “I didn’t mean to. I just… I didn’t want to be the reason you didn’t go. I didn’t want to be a weakness.” His arms were around me a second later, pulling me against his broad, solid chest. Warm. Fierce. Binding. It was a possessive embrace, but one born of
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