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Elowen’s POV The next day at the academy, the corridors felt colder than ever. I moved through the halls with my head held high, yet every step was weighted with lingering doubts and memories that I’d rather forget. The storm from last night had passed, but the thunder of my conflicted heart still rumbled beneath my ribs. I arrived at the courtyard early—hoping to catch a few moments of solitude—only to find them already gathered in a tight, tense circle near the ancient fountain. Theron stood in the center, his dark eyes scanning the horizon as if searching for an answer. Alaric leaned casually against a stone pillar, his usual cocky demeanor replaced by a pensive, almost guarded look. Ranon, quiet and intense, stood close by, his gaze fixed on me with an unreadable expression. I paused at the edge of the group. Their eyes followed my every step, and I felt as though I were being dissected by memories of every cruel word, every act of humiliation they’d once inflicted upon me. Ye
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Elowen’s POVAfter the stormy confrontation in the courtyard, I found myself restless. There was too much unspoken between us, too many raw wounds still fresh in my heart. Late that night, when the academy was quiet and the world outside whispered of change, Theron pulled up in his old, battered pickup. The vehicle’s paint was chipped and faded from countless journeys, yet it held an unspoken promise of escape and new beginnings. I hesitated at the edge of the rain-soaked lot, then stepped toward him.Inside, the cabin was dimly lit by the dashboard’s glow. The smell of leather, engine oil, and damp rain mingled in the small space—a comforting, familiar scent that seemed to offer a temporary reprieve from the chaos of my thoughts. Theron opened the passenger door with a gentle nod. “Elowen,” he said softly, “climb in. Let’s drive for a while.”I settled into the seat, the worn fabric cool against my skin, and for a moment, the world outside slowed to a gentle hum. The engine purred to
Last Updated : 2025-03-03The Triplet's Bullied Mate That you’ll let me catch you if you do.”
Elowen's POV The drive had been long. By the time Theron pulled off the road and parked beside a secluded lake, dawn was already painting the horizon in delicate shades of pink and gold. The rain had stopped, leaving the world dewy and fresh, and the silence between us was no longer heavy with the weight of the past—it was something else now, something fragile but full of unspoken promises. I stepped out of the truck, my boots sinking into the damp earth, the cool morning breeze wrapping around me like a whisper. I heard the door close behind me, felt his presence as he walked up beside me. Theron didn’t speak at first. Instead, he reached out, tucking a strand of damp hair behind my ear. His fingers lingered for just a second longer than necessary, brushing against my skin like a fleeting caress. My heart stuttered, and I hated how easily he still affected me. “I never thought I’d see you like this,” he murmured, his voice low, intimate. “Like what?” I asked, turning to mee
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Elowen’s POV The morning after our moonlit walk, the academy’s courtyard was bathed in soft, golden light. Dew still clung to the grass, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of blooming jasmine. I found myself wandering the quiet grounds, the echoes of our whispered promises from the night before lingering in every step.I hadn’t planned to see Theron again so soon—but fate, it seems, had its own designs. There, under an ancient oak whose gnarled branches stretched protectively overhead, he stood waiting. His dark eyes, warm and sincere in the morning glow, met mine as soon as I approached.“Good morning, Elowen,” he said softly, a tender smile playing on his lips.I paused, my heart fluttering unexpectedly. “Morning,” I replied, trying to keep my tone neutral, though the memory of our garden kiss sent ripples of warmth through me.Theron stepped closer, closing the distance between us until we stood nearly shoulder-to-shoulder. “I was thinking,” he began, his voice tentative yet ea
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Elowen’s POV Later that afternoon, as the academy’s bustle faded into a gentle hum, I found solace in the secret gardens tucked away behind ancient stone walls. The late sunlight filtered through the canopy of lush trees, scattering golden flecks across the dew-laden grass and blooming wildflowers. I wasn’t alone for long. Theron was waiting by a trickling fountain, its soft murmur a quiet counterpoint to my racing thoughts.I approached hesitantly, still wary of the ghosts of our past but undeniably drawn to his steady presence. As I neared, he turned and offered a warm, tentative smile that made my heart skip. His eyes, dark and sincere, held the promise of something gentle—a world that might be kinder than all that had come before.“Elowen,” he said softly as I reached him, “it feels like this place was made for moments like these.” I managed a small smile in return, brushing a damp lock of hair behind my ear. “It does have a way of making the world seem… simpler.” My voice trem
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Elowen’s POV That evening, the academy’s corridors were quiet, the echoes of the day’s promise still lingering in the air like a soft melody. I wandered down a dimly lit hallway, the events of the afternoon—our tender confessions, gentle laughter, and tentative touches—still playing in my mind like a delicate film. I wasn’t sure where this path would lead, but something inside me, a small ember of hope, urged me onward. I found Theron waiting in a secluded alcove near the library, where a single window framed the twilight sky. He looked up as I approached, his eyes lighting with a softness that made my heart tremble. The night was cool, but as soon as he smiled, the chill seemed to fade away. “Elowen,” he said quietly, his voice imbued with both warmth and an unspoken promise. “I’ve been thinking about our walk earlier... about how every word felt like a step toward something new.” I hesitated, glancing down at my hands. “It was a beautiful walk, but my mind is still a mess,” I a
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Alaric’s POV The midday sun beat down mercilessly on the academy’s courtyard, where the usual hum of chatter and gossip had turned into a simmering cauldron of whispers. I had been standing by the ancient stone fountain with Elowen when the commotion began—a harsh, discordant note in our fragile peace. Lisa stormed into the center of the crowd like a vengeful tempest, her eyes wild and venomous. “You think you can seduce him, don’t you?” she spat, her voice loud enough for every student to hear. The vulgarity in her tone was matched only by the cruelty in her accusations. “Elowen, you shameless wench—trying to steal Alaric away from me! You’re nothing but a filthy tramp, and you’ve ruined everything!” The courtyard fell silent for a moment as her words sliced through the air. I saw the shock in Elowen’s eyes, the pain in her posture. Before I could intervene, Lisa shoved Elowen roughly aside, sending her stumbling. Gasps erupted among the onlookers; gossipers and cynics alike fille
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Alaric’s POV The echoes of the courtyard confrontation still rang in my ears as I strode through the academy halls. Every step I took was measured, each one driven by a single, unyielding purpose: to protect Elowen, no matter the cost. The whispers of gossip trailed behind me—snatches of voices, venomous and envious, spreading rumors of seduction and betrayal. But I cared little for the idle tongues of students. My only focus was her safety. I found her in a quiet alcove near the rear of the academy, where the faded murals of our ancestors looked on in silent judgment. Elowen sat on a stone bench, her eyes red and distant, the traces of the earlier turmoil still evident on her delicate features. I paused at her side, letting the charged silence speak between us. “Elowen,” I said softly, my voice a low rumble of both tenderness and controlled fury, “I won’t let anyone hurt you again.” She looked up at me, her gaze filled with a storm of conflicting emotions—hurt, anger, and a ling
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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
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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
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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
