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I leaned into him, pressing my forehead to his.

Author: Ava
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Elowen's POV

I whimpered, a soft sound of surrender, as his kisses deepened, his lips plundering mine with a hungry intensity. His hands explored reverently, possessively, his fingers tracing the curve of my hip, the line of my thigh, leaving a trail of fire. When he finally pulled away, I was breathless, dazed, my body humming with a mixture of desire and a profound sense of being utterly seen, utterly accepted.

“You’re mine,” he growled against my neck, his voice rough with passion, his teeth lightly grazing my skin. “No magic, no fate, no enemy will ever take you from me. You are inextricably bound to me. To us.”

Ranon found me last, as I wandered back toward the water’s edge, still catching my breath, my mind reeling from the intensity of the past few moments, from the raw, intimate connections with Alaric and Theron. He said nothing—just reached for me, his large hands cupping my face, his golden eyes blazing with a fierce, almost desperate hunger. He pulled me into him with
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  • The Triplet's Bullied Mate    I leaned into him, pressing my forehead to his.

    Elowen's POV I whimpered, a soft sound of surrender, as his kisses deepened, his lips plundering mine with a hungry intensity. His hands explored reverently, possessively, his fingers tracing the curve of my hip, the line of my thigh, leaving a trail of fire. When he finally pulled away, I was breathless, dazed, my body humming with a mixture of desire and a profound sense of being utterly seen, utterly accepted. “You’re mine,” he growled against my neck, his voice rough with passion, his teeth lightly grazing my skin. “No magic, no fate, no enemy will ever take you from me. You are inextricably bound to me. To us.” Ranon found me last, as I wandered back toward the water’s edge, still catching my breath, my mind reeling from the intensity of the past few moments, from the raw, intimate connections with Alaric and Theron. He said nothing—just reached for me, his large hands cupping my face, his golden eyes blazing with a fierce, almost desperate hunger. He pulled me into him with

  • The Triplet's Bullied Mate   The kiss turned urgent, desperate, filled with...

    Elowen’s POV The lake shimmered under the moonlight now, a vast, polished obsidian mirror reflecting the constellations above. The warmth of the sunset had long since bled into the cool hush of night, and a gentle breeze, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine, stirred the surface of the water, creating tiny, silver ripples. The boys had gone quiet, their usual boisterous energy softened into a profound stillness. They surrounded me like a shield—not one made of cold steel and hardened resolve, but of something far more powerful, far more encompassing. Love. Unconditional, fierce, and utterly overwhelming. Alaric was the first to move, his presence a comforting warmth at my side. He took my hand, his fingers strong and sure, and pulled me gently away from the others, down a narrow, winding path that led deeper beneath the ancient, gnarled trees. His fingers laced with mine, warm and steady, a grounding force that rooted me to the earth with every silent step. The path was une

  • The Triplet's Bullied Mate   A hint of genuine wonder touched her tone.

    Alaric's POV The car hummed along the winding road, the engine a steady, comforting thrum against the backdrop of the wind. Elowen was curled up in the backseat, her feet pulled under her, tucked against her body. Ranon sat beside her, his long arm stretched behind her shoulders, his presence a warm, solid wall against the seat. She hadn’t said much since we left the academy, but her eyes were softer now, less brittle, a tiny bit of the tension having begun to unwind. The wind tangled her hair through the open window, whipping strands around her face, and her fingers tapped absently against her knee in time with the gentle rhythm of the music humming through the speakers. Theron drove, surprisingly calm at the wheel, his usual intensity muted by the quiet purpose of our escape. He handled the car with effortless grace, navigating the unfamiliar roads with a quiet focus. I sat in the front passenger seat, turned halfway so I could watch her—really watch her. Not with the analytical e

  • The Triplet's Bullied Mate   Just us. And the open road.

    Alaric's POV Later that day I found her standing near the window in the east corridor, her shoulders stiff, hunched, hands clenched so tightly around the edges of her sweater sleeves that her knuckles were white. The morning sunlight poured in through the tall arched window, warm and golden, catching in the luminous strands of her hair, making it shimmer like spun moonlight. But she didn’t seem to notice its warmth, or its beauty. Her gaze was distant, fixed on something unseen, far beyond the glass. She looked… far away. Like she was watching a memory play out through a pane of frosted glass, trapped behind it. My gut twisted, a familiar, uncomfortable knot of concern. We hadn’t had a truly quiet moment since that night in the clearing, since the Moon Goddess had graced her with her presence and the sheer, raw power had burst forth. Not really. Not with her magic spiking randomly, flaring in unpredictable bursts, or Caelum skulking like a perpetual stormcloud on the horizon, his w

  • The Triplet's Bullied Mate   Show us what you’ve got.

    Elowen’s POV The morning mist curled around our ankles as we moved silently through the trees, ghostly tendrils clinging to the damp earth. The cold air was sharp with dew, biting at my exposed skin, but it was a welcome sensation, grounding me in the present. The forest was hushed, holding its breath, the pre-dawn quiet broken only by the soft crunch of our footsteps on fallen leaves and the distant, almost imperceptible chirping of a waking bird. Ranon walked beside me, his presence a warm, solid anchor. His injured hand, still carefully wrapped in clean white bandages, was held slightly away from his body, but his eyes were sharp, alert, scanning the shadows, missing nothing. Alaric, ever the scout, had moved ahead, a fleeting shadow among the deeper gloom of the ancient oaks. He had found the perfect clearing for us—an isolated patch of soft earth and shadow, a natural amphitheater shielded from prying academy eyes by thick layers of magic, complex wards the triplets had painsta

  • The Triplet's Bullied Mate   My journey had truly, powerfully, begun.

    Elowen's POV Later That Night, after the rooftop conversation, after the last lingering goodnights, I curled up in bed, nestled between Ranon and Alaric, with Theron a comforting presence behind me. Despite their closeness, despite the steady rhythm of their breathing, sleep remained elusive for them. They were awake, I knew, their senses finely attuned to my own restless energy, their minds likely replaying the incredible revelations of the evening. The grimoire Vale had given me lay open on my pillow, glowing faintly under the direct, watchful gaze of the full moonlight streaming through the large windows. The pages were delicate, thin as onion skin, crackling softly as I turned them. They were inscribed in a flowing script, a language so ancient it felt like a melody rather than words, in silver ink that shimmered like stardust. The illustrations were intricate, depicting cosmic events, mythical creatures, and powerful, ethereal figures. My fingers traced the lines of the scr

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