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Meeting my Mother.
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2025-01-04 00:44:01
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate Now they’ll face the consequences.
Elowen's POV I stared out the window, the once calming view of the forest now just a blur to my burning eyes. My heart ached, but it wasn’t the tender ache of longing—it was the searing pain of betrayal, twisting and consuming me from within. My wolf stirred uneasily, but I silenced her. Right now, I didn’t want comfort. I wanted to feel the full brunt of my anger. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as memories of Alaric’s smirk flashed through my mind. The way he had humiliated me in front of everyone. How he had called me pathetic, a mere pawn in his cruel game. My chest tightened as his mocking words echoed in my head: "You’re nothing but a weak omega."Weak. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. They thought I was weak, didn’t they? Alaric, with his manipulative games and that smug, calculating expression. Ranon, with his fake smiles and empty promises, pretending to care while plotting behind my back. And Theron…the brothers destroyed me piece by piece. “I hate t
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Elowen's POV The next morning, the academy buzzed with an energy that was both palpable and unsettling. I walked through the gates, my head held high despite the whispers that followed me everywhere I went. But today, there was something different—a presence beside me that commanded attention. Kael strode confidently by my side, his movements fluid and purposeful. His tall frame and sharp, chiseled features made him impossible to ignore. The way his dark hair fell over his forehead, slightly tousled, gave him an air of effortless charm. But it was his piercing silver eyes that caught people off guard, as if they could see straight through to your soul. The gossip started the moment we stepped onto the grounds. “Who’s that with Elowen?” “Isn’t he a rogue?” “They look… close.” “Did she finally move on from Alaric?” “No way. An omega with him?” My wolf growled softly in the back of my mind, but Kael remained unfazed, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He se
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Elowen’s POV The library doors creaked softly as we pushed through them, the hushed atmosphere a welcome reprieve from the chaos of the hallway. My thoughts, however, were anything but quiet. Ranon’s words kept echoing in my head, his sneer, his derision, and Alisa’s mocking laughter slicing through my composure like a knife. “Don’t let them get to you,” Kael murmured beside me, his voice steady and calming. He placed a reassuring hand on my lower back as we walked further into the library. “I’m trying,” I whispered, gripping the strap of my bag tightly. “But it’s hard. Ranon... Alaric... Theron... they were supposed to be my mates. They were supposed to...” “To protect you,” Kael finished, his voice laced with quiet anger. “Instead, they’ve only caused you pain.” I bit my lip and nodded, feeling tears prick the corners of my eyes. “It’s like every time I think I’ve hit rock bottom, they find a way to dig me in deeper.” Kael stopped and gently turned me to face him, his si
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-06The Triplet's Bullied Mate How could she be so calm?
Alaric’s POV The academy buzzed like a hive of gossiping bees, the whispers louder than ever as I made my way through the courtyard. My wolf was restless, pacing in my head, growling low and dangerous. I didn’t need to ask what everyone was talking about; I already knew. Elowen. And him. The moment I spotted her, walking through the crowd like she owned the place, my blood boiled. She was with him again—the newcomer. Kael. His presence was like a dark cloud hanging over everything, and the way he hovered protectively at her side, his body language screaming possession, made my wolf want to rip him apart. There she was, calm as ever, her chin held high, her expression serene like she didn’t have a care in the world. Like she hadn’t just walked out of the storm I created for her, unscathed. How could she be so calm? “Look who decided to grace us with her presence,” I called out, my voice dripping with venom as I stepped out of the shadows. Elowen froze, her posture stiff
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Theron’s POV I leaned against the wall in the hallway outside the library, my arms crossed over my chest. My wolf paced inside me, restless and agitated after hearing the latest gossip swirling through the academy. Elowen and Kael. The image of them together was like a thorn lodged deep in my chest. Every whispered word, every stolen glance between them—it all grated on my nerves. But what made it worse was the look in her eyes when she saw him. That calm, guarded expression. It was like nothing we had done to her mattered anymore. She’s shutting me out, my wolf growled. And that outsider is taking advantage of her pain. I pushed off the wall and ran a hand through my hair, trying to control the anger bubbling just beneath the surface. The way things had spiraled out of control wasn’t how it was supposed to go. We were supposed to protect her, not drive her into the arms of another. "Ranon and Alaric are making this worse," I muttered to myself. Just as I was about to leave, th
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-08The Triplet's Bullied Mate You’re pathetic, Alaric.
Ranon’s POV I leaned back against the academy's stone wall, watching Alisa chatter away about something inconsequential. Her voice was sharp, grating on my nerves, but I kept the smirk on my face. She was a useful distraction—a way to dull the storm brewing inside me every time Elowen crossed my mind. Alisa’s laugh rang out, loud and fake, as she looped her arm through mine. “Ranon, are you even listening to me?” she pouted, batting her lashes. “Of course, darling,” I drawled, my tone dripping with mock sincerity. “Your every word is poetry.” She giggled, clearly pleased, and leaned closer. I barely noticed her. My attention was locked on the hallway ahead, where I could see her—Elowen—walking alongside that Kael. My jaw tightened. “What’s he doing here?” I muttered under my breath. “Who?” Alisa asked, following my gaze. Her eyes narrowed when she spotted them. “Oh, you mean Elowen and her new little pet? Honestly, it’s pathetic. Does she think parading him around will m
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-09The Triplet's Bullied Mate You’ve got a funny way of showing it.
Elowen’s POV Kael stayed silent as we made our way back to the dorms, his presence steady beside me. The tension from the encounter with Alaric and Lisa still lingered in the air, wrapping around me like a suffocating cloak. When we finally reached my door, I paused, my hand resting on the doorknob. My thoughts were a chaotic mess, torn between anger, heartbreak, and a growing resolve to fight back. Kael leaned against the wall, watching me carefully. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, his voice low. I nodded, though I knew the answer was far from the truth. “I’ll be fine.” He didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t press me further. “If you need anything, you know where to find me.” I gave him a small, grateful smile before stepping inside and closing the door behind me. The silence of the room was deafening, and for a moment, I just stood there, staring at nothing. The memory of Alaric’s words replayed in my mind, each one cutting deeper than the last. I couldn’t shake
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Elowen’s POV The soft hum of night settled over the estate as I wandered through the quiet corridors. I had spent hours replaying the events of the day in my mind, grappling with the mix of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me. Kael’s presence had been a comfort, but it wasn’t enough to calm the storm brewing within me. I needed answers. The moment I reached my mother’s room, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob. Despite everything, a part of me was still adjusting to the idea that she was alive, that she was here. After a deep breath, I knocked softly and pushed the door open. She was seated by the window, her long silver hair catching the moonlight, making her appear ethereal. Her warm, knowing smile greeted me as if she had been expecting me all along. “Elowen,” she said softly, motioning for me to join her. I walked over and sat beside her, my hands clasped tightly in my lap. “Mother,” I began, my voice uncertain, “there’s so much I don’t understand. Abo
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate How dare he touch her?
Alaric’s POV My fists were still trembling, the residual adrenaline of the confrontation coursing through my veins. I could feel the dull throb of the scrape on my knuckles from where they’d connected with Lysander’s arrogant jaw—a sharp, satisfying impact that had barely scratched the surface of the consuming fury that still burned within me. How dare he touch her? How dare he look at her with that possessive glint in his eyes, as if she were some prize to be won, something to conquer? The possessive rage was a living thing inside me, a primal fire threatening to consume me whole. My wolf was clawing just beneath the surface, snarling and restless, demanding blood. Demanding retribution. Demanding justice for the blatant disrespect. But beneath the burning rage, a flicker of something colder, more unsettling, remained. She’d looked… scared. Not of him. Of me. I replayed the chaotic scene over and over in my mind as I stormed down the deserted corridor, the air around me prac
The Triplet's Bullied Mate You don’t talk with your hands on someone else’s mate.
Elowen’s POV Next morning the academy's cafeteria hummed with the chaotic symphony of midday: the incessant clatter of ceramic trays against metal surfaces, the low murmur of countless conversations weaving together, punctuated by the occasional burst of unrestrained laughter erupting from various clusters of students. I had sought refuge at a secluded table near the far wall, a steaming cup of lukewarm tea clutched in my hands, my thoughts adrift somewhere between the intricate strategies discussed in Professor Vance’s tactics lecture and the stolen, breathless intimacy of our rooftop rendezvous. The triplets were currently immersed in mandatory combat training, a rigorous session reserved for high-ranking shifters, and I had deliberately chosen this quieter hour to slip away, craving a moment of solitary contemplation. For once, the relentless demands of academy life seemed to recede, leaving a fragile semblance of peace in its wake. That fleeting tranquility shattered the moment
The Triplet's Bullied Mate “You know what I mean, don’t you, Ranon?
Elowen’s POV Before I could even form a coherent response, he captured my lips with a fierce, possessive hunger, his hands moving with a renewed urgency, exploring every inch of exposed skin with a desperate need. The lingering tension from our sparring match dissolved into a raw, primal desire that mirrored my own burgeoning need. His knee nudged my legs apart with a subtle command, and he settled his weight more fully against me, the hard ridge of his arousal pressing insistently against the slick heat gathering between my thighs. A sharp gasp escaped my lips, my body arching instinctively into his, a silent plea for connection. I needed him, wanted him, with a ferocity that eclipsed anything I had ever felt before. With a low, guttural groan that rumbled deep in his chest, he entered me, filling me completely. His pace was slow, deliberate, each thrust a measured exploration, the rhythm designed to stoke the already blazing fires within me until they burned hotter than the midda
The Triplet's Bullied Mate This… connection between us. It’s different. Fiercer.
Elowen's POV “I love this version of you, Ranon,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire. “The one that’s not afraid to want me, to claim me.” He looked down at me, his amber eyes blazing with a fierce, possessive light. “Then I’ll show you all of me, Elowen. Every single part.” His gaze dropped to my lips, lingering there for a breathless moment before returning to my eyes, filled with a raw intensity that made my heart pound. He shifted, his weight pressing more fully against me, the hard planes of his body a stark reminder of his strength, his possessiveness. “You feel it too, don’t you, Elowen?” he murmured, his voice thick with a desire that mirrored my own burgeoning need. “This… connection between us. It’s different. Fiercer.” I nodded, unable to articulate the complex emotions swirling within me. The bond I shared with all three of them was unique, a tapestry woven with different threads of affection, passion, and unwavering loyalty. But there was a raw, untamed in
The Triplet's Bullied Mate I love this version of you, Ranon.
Elowen’s POVThe sun, a molten orb sinking towards the horizon, cast long, dramatic shadows across the secluded sparring field nestled behind the ancient stone walls of the academy. Golden rays, thick and warm, bled across the soft, yielding grass, painting the familiar landscape in hues of amber and rose. The other students, their energy spent after the rigorous combat class, had long since scattered back to the relative comfort of their quarters, but I had lingered, my body still thrumming with the residual adrenaline of earlier matches, and my heart… still a tangled mess of conflicting emotions that the physical exertion hadn’t quite managed to unravel.“I knew you’d wait.”The deep, familiar timbre of his voice sent a shiver down my spine. I turned slowly.Ranon stepped out of the long shadows cast by the ancient oak trees bordering the training ground, his presence as always both silent and undeniably solid. His dark training shirt clung to the sculpted lines of his torso, damp w
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Tempting offer, little witch. Very tempting indeed.
Elowen’s POVThe echoing halls of the academy pulsed with the raw, untamed energy of morning, a palpable hum of anticipation and nervous excitement as students streamed towards their respective classrooms. Today was combat day, a stark reminder of the volatile world we inhabited, where grudges often manifested as bruises and the subtle dance of flirtation could ignite into something far more dangerous, far more real. The sharp, metallic scent of steel mingled with the faint, musky tang of sweat already permeating the air, a sensory cocktail that spoke of both discipline and potential violence.I walked with a deliberate stride between Alaric and Theron, their presence a comforting, possessive shield against the curious and often hostile gazes that followed me like persistent shadows. Ranon trailed a step behind, his movements fluid and silent, a dark, watchful presence that lingered even when he didn’t utter a single word. The other students parted as we moved through the crowded corr
The Triplet's Bullied Mate If it is, I officially vote we cancel it.
Elowen’s POVSunlight, a gentle intruder, seeped through the delicate weave of the sheer curtains, painting intricate golden patterns across the rumpled expanse of the bed. I stirred slowly, my muscles pleasantly relaxed, the lingering warmth of three strong, possessive bodies anchoring me to the soft, yielding mattress like invisible tethers.I was cocooned in a comforting heat – Ranon’s muscular arm slung possessively across my waist, his fingers splayed against the curve of my stomach, a silent claim even in sleep. Behind me, I could hear the soft, even rhythm of Alaric’s breathing, a deep, reassuring sound that filled the quiet room. Theron, ever the early riser, wasn’t physically touching me at the moment, but his lingering scent, a heady blend of spice and something uniquely his own, still clung to the sheets and pillows, a potent reminder of the passionate hours we had shared. I could still feel the phantom warmth of his demanding kisses from the night before, the way his touch
The Triplet's Bullied Mate And without hesitation, he filled me, his length stretching the aching walls, hitting the spot Ranon had barely grazed..
Elowen's POV His grip tightened, and his hips bucked forward, hitting the back of my throat, and I moaned, the sensation a delightful mix of pleasure and pain. Alaric shifted forward, his lips closing around the nipple that Theron had been neglecting, his fingers teasing the other. Theron kissed my shoulder, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and his hands slid across the front of my panties, gently rubbing, the pressure eliciting a new wave of desire. Then Ranon tightened his grip on my hair, and the world blurred, his cock hitting the back of my throat, the sensation sending a ripple of pleasure straight to the aching apex of my thighs. I moaned, a sound he clearly felt, and a string of curses fell from his lips, his hips thrusting more forcefully, hitting the back of my throat again and again, the sensation pushing me closer and closer to the edge, the pressure building between my thighs. A familiar hand cupped the front of my panties, and a second later Theron ripped
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Ranon gently guided my hands upwards, a wordless demand that I obey....
Elowen's POV “I want to mark you, Elowen,” he said quietly, his voice thick with emotion. “Not just with a bite, a physical claim. I want the world to know, unequivocally, that you are ours. That you belong to us, body and soul.” My heart raced, a thrill mixed with a sense of profound belonging coursing through me. “Then… show me, Ranon.” He captured my lips in a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue seeking entry, exploring the warm cavern of my mouth with a gentle insistence. Then a second pair of hands slid across my chest, his thumbs finding the sensitive skin beneath the swell of my breasts, and my breath hitched. Theron. His fingers gently lifted my shirt, a low, approving growl sounding from his chest when he saw the black lace of my bra. Then he pushed the fabric further, his calloused fingers finding the taut peaks of my nipples and tweaking, eliciting a low moan from my throat. My senses were overloading, every nerve ending coming alive, the intoxicating scent of sa
