Damon's sob tote through my heart because if there was anyone who understands what it means to carry a nightmare like that…it's me.Until today, I can still see a pair of green eyes in my dreams, and it's not even funny. So I understand perfectly what he is going through.His shoulders shook under my hand, and I didn't say anything. Just allowed him to pour it all out as I stroked his shaking back.Eventually, his sobs slowly died down, and he turned to look at me, his eyes all red and face puffy, from the crying.“Damon,” I began gently, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Thank you for sharing that with me. I know it couldn't have been easy.”He nodded, wiping his face with the back of his hand, “It's just something I've carried with me for so long,” he admitted, his voice cracking slightly.I offered a warm smile, “You don't have to carry it alone anymore. “Damon's eyes met mine, "I appreciate that, Hannah. I just had to pour it out, you know? To avoid being hypocritical.”
The soft morning light streamed through my curtains, painting gentle patterns on the walls of my room. I stirred beneath the cozy covers, slowly emerging from the embrace of slumber, and was about to sit up when a strong held me back. It took me a moment to remember the events of last night, the closeness, the laughter, and the sex.Damn, the rounds and rounds of sex.As I turned my head slightly to the side, my heart skipped a beat. There they were, my mates, still peacefully asleep besides me. My eyes roved over their features, taking in the boyish charm of Dean, the gentle lines on Damon's face that hinted at his thoughtfulness, and the rugged allure of Damian. They looked so serene in their slumber, innocent almost, which seemed in stark contrast to the intimacy we had shared just hours ago.I was aching, in all the right places and now staring at them, I couldn't stop the blush on my face at the vivid recollection of the hot night we had shared togetherThe way they had kissed
The animosity in Isabella's voice had me freezing in shock.What exactly was wrong?I thought she was in love with the triplets?Or was that all just pretenses?If so, why the hate? What did they do to her to prompt this amount of hatred I can hear in her voice?I checked the file again and saw five more recordings after that, but I have had enough for now. I'll listen to these later, once I have wrapped my head around everything I just discovered.Isabella hates this family.She was working with Nathaniel, and they had a boss who's still unknown.They have a plan which I don't know but will end with their family members disgraced and dead.She is responsible for her husband's death.And that's a lot to process.I turn off my phone and head out of the room, for some fresh air and wanting a cup of hot tea, too.I walked into the kitchen and stopped when I saw Isabella sipping a glass of wine and from the aroma in the kitchen I could guess that she was baking or something.“Hey Hannah,”
Oh dear,”I turned to my mum, clearly surprised. Yes, I remember Lady Eleanor from the bonfire.She was one of the gorgeous Lunas I was introduced to, and I could recall her saying that she'd love me to meet her daughter.I had no idea she would be visiting today.“Yeah, I know I'm surprised too,” Alex says, “She was supposed to visit a day after the bonfire, but I guess things came up or something.”“This is good, though. This is great for Hannah. She should start making friends from the eleven families,” mum says, and Alex nods.“I'm right here, guys. Don't talk about me like I'm invisible.” “Whatever. Well, come down and meet your visitor.”Oh my God, this cannot be happening.“Gosh this is so stressful,”“Maurice is a lovely lady. You will love her,” Alex says reassuringly, and mum laughs.“Yeah, the problem is that she's…too lovely and cheerful, but that's precisely what you need. Stop whining, and please change into something more…. Presentable,”“I don't have to…..”Another kn
Mum's door was open _yeah, big surprise there_ when I got to her room, so I peaked in and saw her sitting on the bed alone, her attention on her phone.“Mum,” I whisper, and she turns, smiling.“Hannah, come on in,” she said, dropping her phone as I walked into her room.“Hey mum,” “Hannah, what can I do for you?”I took a seat opposite her, my fingers nervously clutching my phone. “Mom, there's something I need to tell you, something I've discovered.”Her brow furrowed in concern. “What is it, dear? You look so serious.”“It's about Isabella,” I say, and then proceed to tell her how I heard her talking to Nathaniel once after she was kidnapped, and how I started suspecting her.Then the other phone calls I overheard. And also went ahead to tell her how I decided to carry on my investigation.When I finished, my mum's fingers were on her lip and she looked shocked.“Are you sure about this, Hannah? This is some serious accusation.”Wordlessly, I opened my phone, and played one of the
“What a beautiful performance,”I released a sigh of relief when I saw Damon grinning at the door. “I thought you locked the door,” I said as Damian pulled out of me and helped me up.He grimaced, “I thought I locked it too.”“Oh my God. We have to be so careful. Imagine if it was my mum who walked in here, Gosh, I can't imagine.” They both exchanged a glance as I pulled up my shorts and buttoned it.Damian picked up his clothes and started dressing up, “Why are you so scared of your mum finding out, Hannah?”I paused, “I don't know. I just don't know how she would react about…this. We are siblings_”“_step siblings”“So it's only natural that I'm scared. What if they disapprove?”“What if? What if? What if?” Damon said, closing the distance between us and grabbed my waist, “Why not kill the uncertainty and let the cat out of the bag, then we roll with the flow?”I wrap my arms around his neck and tipped on my toes to give him a peck, “I just want to enjoy this…before involving any
Isabella broke down in ugly sobs and rushed to Dean's side, “No, Dean, please. You need to listen to me. you….”“You want us dead, Isabella! Why? What did we ever do wrong to you?”She hung her head but said nothing.“There's no need to waste time,” Alex said, bringing out his phone from his pocket, “I'm calling the force right now. So they can take her away. She can go and explain herself in jail or answer any question they have there.”“No, no no. Please, my Alpha,, don't do this to me. Please…. “But Alex's mind was already made up. He typed a text, and pocketed his phone again with a grim look before turning to Isabella.“I'm done here. I want this garbage out of my house in the next thirty minutes.”With that, he left the dining room with my mum on his heels.Isabella fell on her knees, still shaking. The boys still had shock and surprise all over their faces, but they didn't fall for her tears, which were honestly faux.“I fucking can't believe this,” Damian murmured and shook h
The next few days were a blur of activities, just a few activities.After Isabella was arrested, I was surprised to discover that the triplets were not affected by what happened at all.The next day came and everything was just normal.Nothing changed much, to be honest. Mum and Alex were barely at home as usual, and the triplets and I used it as an opportunity to explore our bond …at least the sexual and fun aspect of it.Sex had never been something I thought I'd enjoy this much before. I've watched a few porns, in the past, used a vibrator here and there…. But nothing would have prepared me for this.With the triplets, it's way beyond my imagination, and I've had lots of imagination.It's like, they cannot get their hands off me, and I'm down for it all.In four days, I've had more sex than I can imagine having in a year.If one of them isn't grabbing me in the kitchen and fucking the hell out of me, they are bending me over the dinning table and having their way with me.Or even s