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2025-02-08 21:49:00
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate You are expelled, Elowen.
Elowen’s POV The classroom was silent except for the monotonous droning of the professor’s lecture. I wasn’t listening. My mind was elsewhere—on Alaric, Ranon, and Theron.A week had passed since the dance, since Theron had kissed me in front of everyone and set the world on fire. A week since Alaric and Ranon had lost their minds over it.They had been watching me ever since.Alaric had grown possessive. Ranon had grown volatile. And Theron? He was still taunting them both, his amusement never fading.It was a game. And I was winning.Until—"Elowen Callister, report to the principal’s office immediately."The room froze.Heads turned. Whispers spread. My heart skipped a beat."What the hell?"The professor gave me a sharp look. "You’re excused."I swallowed my annoyance and stood, every pair of eyes in the room following me as I left.I had a bad feeling about this.The Principal’s OfficeThe moment I stepped inside, I was met with cold, judgmental eyes.Principal sat behind his g
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-09The Triplet's Bullied Mate Daring him. Challenging him.
Elowen’s POV "You are a disgrace, Miss Stormwood." His words hung in the air like a blade poised to strike. I narrowed my eyes, refusing to flinch. "Care to explain what exactly I’ve done?" The principal leaned forward, his elbows resting on the polished wooden desk. His gaze burned with contempt. "You know exactly what you’ve done," he spat. "Seducing my sons—all three of them?" His nostrils flared. "You’ve been nothing but a temptress, causing chaos and distraction in this academy." His sons. I clenched my jaw. Alaric. Ranon. Theron. The triplets. I almost laughed. Was that what they were telling him? That I had somehow lured them into my web, like some wicked siren? "That’s quite an accusation," I mused, tilting my head. "You’re saying your sons—three powerful, fully grown alphas—are so weak-willed that they fell for a single girl’s charms?" His fist slammed against the desk. "Watch your tongue!" he snapped. "I will not tolerate your disrespect." Disrespect? He was t
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-10The Triplet's Bullied Mate Keep dreaming, Ranon.
Elowen’s POV Alaric walked away without another word, but I saw the way his shoulders tensed, how his fists stayed clenched at his sides like he was barely holding himself together. It thrilled me. He was falling—and the best part? He didn’t even realize it. I let out a soft chuckle, running a hand through my hair before turning toward the classroom. I knew the second I walked in, whispers would start. The rumors were already spreading. "The principal called her in." "Did she really seduce all three Blackwood brothers?" "She’s playing them." "What kind of spell does she have on them?" I could hear them before I even entered. Perfect. I squared my shoulders, lifted my chin, and walked in like I owned the place. Every pair of eyes snapped to me. Lisa was the first to sneer. "Finally finished playing the victim?" she mocked, twirling a strand of her blonde hair. "Or did you cry to Alaric until he saved you?" I smirked, tilting my head. "Jealous?" Her face flushed with an
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-10The Triplet's Bullied Mate Being in a car with me. At night. With no one else around.
Ranon’s POV I watched her walk away, her scent still clinging to my skin like a fucking brand. She thought she was in control. Thought she could play me like she was playing the others. And maybe she could. Maybe I was letting her. But there was one thing she didn’t understand. She was mine. My wolf prowled beneath my skin, restless and hungry. He wanted to chase, to take what already belonged to us. "She’s testing us," my wolf snarled. "Let her play. It won’t change what’s already decided." He was right. I wasn’t worried. Not about Alaric. Not about Theron. They were already falling apart for her. But me? I wasn’t going to break. I was going to make her see. That no matter how much she toyed with us… No matter how many games she played… In the end, she would end up in my arms. Because there was no running from this. From me. The academy hallways were dimly lit, the usual noise replaced by a soft hush. Most students were in their dorms, but
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-11The Triplet's Bullied Mate I fucking liked it too.
Ranon’s POV The road stretched ahead, dark and endless, but my thoughts were fixed on her. Elowen sat beside me, her smirk lingering like she had just won some silent battle. Maybe she had. I hated how much power she had over me. I hated it even more that she knew it. The car was silent except for the low hum of the radio. I could feel her gaze on me, burning into my skin, waiting for me to react. But I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. She thinks she’s in control. She thinks she’s winning. I tightened my grip on the wheel, my jaw clenching. "You're awfully quiet," she mused, her voice dripping with amusement. I didn’t respond. She turned slightly in her seat, her elbow resting against the window. "Did I strike a nerve, Ranon?" I let out a slow breath, my wolf stirring beneath my skin. "You're irritating, you know that?" She laughed softly. "And yet, here you are. Driving me around like you have nothing better to do." She wasn’t wrong. That was the problem. I could’
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-11The Triplet's Bullied Mate Just a little something to make it fun.
Elowen's POV We pulled up to the estate in silence. Ranon killed the engine, looking over at me with a smug expression. "We're here." I nodded, unbuckling my seat belt and slipping out of the car. He met me around the back, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he watched me. "You can admit defeat, sweetheart. I won't judge." I rolled my eyes, forcing a neutral expression. "Don't flatter yourself, Ranon. We're not done yet." "So it's a war, then?" I hummed, letting my gaze drag over him. "If that's what you want to call it." He chuckled. "Careful, Elowen. I don't lose." "Neither do I," I murmured. He leaned in, his breath hot on my skin. "Then let's make this interesting, hmm? I'll give you a head start." "A head start for what?" He shrugged. "Just a little something to make it fun." I swallowed, willing my heart to slow down. "And how will we know who wins?" "Whoever breaks first," he said, his voice low and rough. "That sounds easy enough," I breathed, reaching u
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-12The Triplet's Bullied Mate So why does your wolf beg for me every time I'm near?
Ranon’s POV The drive back was quieter, but the air between us crackled with unspoken words. I could still feel the warmth of her breath from when I’d leaned in, the phantom touch of her fingers grazing my shirt.Damn her.She thought she had won this round.She was wrong.I kept my grip firm on the wheel, my expression unreadable. But inside? My wolf was restless, pacing, demanding that I do something. He wanted her.Needed her.The scent of her was still all over me, taunting, intoxicating. My hands itched to pull over again, to finish what we started—what she wanted to start.Instead, I exhaled slowly. Controlled. Calculated."You're awfully quiet now," she mused, turning slightly in her seat. "Did I take all the fight out of you?"I let out a low chuckle. "Sweetheart, if you think that was me losing, you have a lot to learn."Her smirk deepened. "So teach me."Fuck.My hands tightened on the wheel. "Careful what you ask for, Elowen."She hummed, tilting her head. "You keep saying
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-13The Triplet's Bullied Mate Didn't realize the river belonged to the mighty Alaric.
Elowen's POV The night air was crisp against my heated skin as I stood there, watching Alaric walk away. His steps were stiff, his shoulders taut with tension. I should’ve felt satisfaction; after all, I'd gotten exactly what I wanted.He kissed me.Not because he wanted to—but because he couldn’t help himself.My lips still tingled from the force of it, from the way his wolf had surged to the surface, possessive and raw. It was the crack in his armor I'd been waiting for. A moment where the mask slipped and the cold, untouchable Alaric revealed the chaos raging beneath.I should’ve been thrilled.But as his scent lingered in the air, sharp with frustration and something darker, my chest ached in a way I didn’t expect."He's falling for it," I whispered to myself. "Just like I planned."My wolf stirred inside me, uneasy. She didn’t share my triumph. She didn't want Alaric broken—she wanted him whole, strong, and... ours.I shoved that thought away and turned back toward my dorm. Ever
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-14
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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
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Not just with a bite, a physical claim.
Elowen’s POVThe sun, a molten orb of amber and gold, had just begun its slow descent below the jagged horizon, painting the western sky in fiery hues that bled into soft violets and deep oranges. The tall, arched windows of the triplets’ private quarters, a sprawling suite they had painstakingly personalized, cast long, dancing shadows on the ancient stone walls, the flickering light resembling the hushed whispers of old magic, secrets stirring in the very fabric of the mansion. I stood before the crackling fireplace, the warmth radiating against my back doing little to thaw the lingering tension that still coiled within me like a tightly wound knot after the day’s unsettling events.They hadn’t spoken much after Caelum’s unexpected appearance in the combat hall. Not in explicit words, at least. But their silent communication had been deafening. The way they walked closer to me than usual, their bodies a constant, protective presence; the unwavering intensity of Theron’s gaze, barely
The Triplet's Bullied Mate She doesn’t need a fourth mate.
Elowen's POVThe next morning golden sunlight, fractured by the delicate weave of the gauzy curtains, painted shifting patterns across the dark wooden floors of our shared bedroom, finally settling in warm, inviting pools on the soft, rumpled sheets tangled around my limbs. For a few blissful, stolen seconds, cocooned in the lingering warmth of their bodies and the faint scent of their skin, I managed to forget everything—the rigid rules of the academy, the ever-present hum of latent magic, the unseen threats lurking in the shadows, the hushed whispers that followed me like a persistent echo. All that registered was the steady, comforting warmth of a muscular body pressed intimately against my back.Ranon’s strong arm was draped possessively over my waist, his calloused fingers splayed against the soft skin of my stomach, a silent claim that sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. Behind me, I could hear the soft, even rhythm of Alaric’s breathing, a reassuring presence in the quiet roo
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Let me taste you, little star. Please.
Elowen's POV When his thumb brushed the thin, soaked fabric of my panties, a strangled whimper escaped my lips, a sound raw with need. The ache between my legs intensified, a sharp, insistent throbbing that demanded his touch, their touch. “Gods, you’re so wet, Elowen,” Ranon muttered against my skin, his breath hot and ragged against my inner thigh, the possessive observation sending another shiver of anticipation through me. Then his finger slipped beneath the delicate edge of the fabric, gliding with exquisite slowness over my slick, swollen heat, and I couldn’t help the involuntary moan that spilled from my lips, my head falling back against the cool, rough stone of the rooftop as a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure shuddered through my core. Ranon groaned, the sound low and guttural, a primal rumble that vibrated against my skin, his fingers stroking against me with a teasing gentleness that left me trembling uncontrollably, every nerve ending screaming for more. “I want
The Triplet's Bullied Mate You’re trembling, little star.
Elowen’s POV The cool night air, sharp with the scent of distant rain and damp stone, pressed in around us, no longer a chill but a warm, endless cocoon, isolating us from the rest of the sleeping Academy. Above, the celestial canvas was a breathtaking spectacle, the stars spun in dizzying, intricate patterns, a thousand tiny, silent witnesses to the beautiful, chaotic storm raging within my heart. I felt like I was burning from the inside out, a slow, consuming fire ignited by their nearness, their unwavering gazes. Surrounded by them—Alaric’s steady, grounding strength, Theron’s consuming, passionate fire, Ranon’s wild, untamed hunger—I was drowning in the magnetic pull that bound us together, a force both terrifying and exhilarating. And I didn’t want to be saved. I yearned to succumb, to be completely consumed by the intensity of our connection. I wanted to drown in the depths of their devotion. “Look at me, little star,” Theron whispered, his voice a rough, urgent rasp that r
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Please. Just… take me somewhere safe.
Elowen’s POVThe night pressed down on the Academy like a heavy velvet shroud, suffocating and restless. Even after the last echoes of footsteps faded down the long corridors and the heavy oak doors of the student rooms clicked shut, sealing everyone into their private spaces, sleep remained a distant, unattainable shore for me. I paced the confines of my room, the moonlight filtering through the tall, arched windows, casting pale silver rectangles across the dark, polished hardwood floors, my mind a relentless whirlwind of anxieties and unanswered questions, spinning endlessly around Caelum’s cryptic words and the Triplets’ simmering fury.They had been a silent, ominous presence throughout dinner in the grand hall. Dangerously, furiously silent. Their usual banter and playful jabs absent, replaced by a taut, almost palpable tension that crackled in the air around us like an impending storm gathering strength, the heavy clouds of their anger darkening their eyes. I knew, with a certa
The Triplet's Bullied Mate The Triplets are going to absolutely lose it.
Elowen's POVThe sun was a pale, watery smudge behind a thick blanket of heavy, bruised clouds as I stepped into the Academy’s main courtyard the next morning. The cool wind, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and distant rain, stirred the loose strands of my hair around my shoulders, a fleeting caress that did little to dispel the deeper chill that snaked its way down my spine.It wasn’t the bite of the autumn air that made my skin prickle with unease.It was the way they watched me.Alaric.Theron.Ranon.My mates.Their gazes, sharp and possessive, followed my every movement across the bustling courtyard with such focused, unwavering intensity that it felt like a tangible pressure against my skin, a silent, invisible touch that both reassured and unnerved me. Protective. Possessive. Fierce. Their united front was a comforting shield, yet sometimes, the sheer weight of their attention felt like a gilded cage.And now, adding another layer to the already charged atmosphere, Caelu
The Triplet's Bullied Mate He’s not going to give up, is he?
Theron’s POVThe silence in the grand hall was thick enough to cut with a knife. Every fork clinked a little too loudly, every hushed conversation seemed to die in its tracks. All eyes were on us. On Elowen.I kept my arm possessively around her shoulders, my fingers lightly tracing the curve of her neck beneath the collar of Alaric’s jacket she still wore. A silent warning to anyone who dared to look too long.Ranon’s presence behind us was a palpable weight, a silent promise of retribution to anyone who might consider challenging our claim. I could feel the heat radiating off him, the barely leashed possessiveness that mirrored my own.Alaric, ever the pragmatist, continued eating as if nothing unusual was happening, but his silver eyes flicked around the hall, assessing the reactions, cataloging the threats. His hand, resting casually on the table, was close enough to Elowen’s to reach her instantly.Elowen, bless her oblivious heart, seemed more concerned with the plate of fruit i
