Semua Bab The Alpha's Triplets With a Rejected Mate: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Lyra's POVAsher stood there looking at me, I knew there were a lot of questions running through his mind, he was probably focused on the reason why would suddenly want to cut off anything that had to do with him.Though I also was really angry and wanted this conversation to end, I also wanted to hear what he had to say. He sounded so convincing like he was actually telling the truth that this was beyond him. I knew I couldn't believe him but I was still curious about what he bad to sat. I wanted to hear the story, I wanted to see exactly how desperate he was to have me in his bed. J never thought that Asher would be so sexually attracted to me. And honestly, I didn't know how to feel about that.This was because he was seeing only my body and ignoring the rest of me that was actually intriguing, the rest of me that was funny and lively, the rest of me that was abstract, the rest of me that was available to be experienced, the rest of me that made up the whole design.It was also qui

Lyra's POVThe question made my heart beat faster. Maybe it was better to go back to Philip. He loved me and I cares about him. He didn't bother to demand that I love him as much as I loved Asher. He was content with what I was offering, I was giving him half of me and he wasn't questioning it. He was the perfect man for me.Asher had made it clear that he and I would never be together, he had told me that he didn't love me, and expressed his desires for Devlin. There was no two way about it. For me to stand here still begging for his love was just stupid . It was better for everyone and for myself if I just go back to Philip.I would have preferred to stay in the dungeon but that was me being selfish. J was going to have a baby soon, when my water broke, and I'm here in the dungeon, I believe that Tristan would not be too amazed to decide to send me to a hospital. He would rather have me deliver the baby here, where I may very well lose the child.And then what happens after the chil

Asher's POVI frowned at his words. Minutes ago he was hell bent on killing Luna and now he suddenly knew what he wanted. I had no idea what was going on through his mind but I was well aware that it obviously couldn't be anything good. There was no way that Tristan had good intentions, probably he was off to do something that was almost as bad as murder or maybe even worse than that."What do you mean?" I asked him, "what do you want?"He shook his head, "the only thing i'm granting you davide is the proof that the Luna of the silver moon pack is a vile woman and other than that, you do not possess the luxury".I nodded my head, somehow, I planned to find out myself. Tristan would obviously refuse to tell me all that I needed to know and so I vowed that in any way possible, I was going to find out about all that I needed to know. I really want to know if he had been telling the truth, that Devlin wasn't the real heir, I wanted to know if he had any idea who the real heir was. And kno

Asher's POVI saw the confusion in his frown, he was looking at me like I was speaking Japanese and, like I was some sort of weirdo.No one could blame me, I couldn't understand why he wasn't getting angry. He was weird, normally, he was supposed to be angry, he was supposed to blame me and scream and yell that I was being stupid, that i ruined his life, I ruined the friendship he had with Tristan just because of some sort of words from a woman who would soon turn out to be a victim of Tristan's, of course she would want to save herself. Of course she had been lying.But he wasn't saying those things.He looked like he understood me, like he understood me, he understood that I had been led astray as well. He understood that as long as there was any form of hope to save the silver moon pack from Tristan's wrath, I was gonna take it.He looked at me like he trusted me blindly."Why am I like what?" He asked."Nice," I demonstrated by gesturing to his person, "you blindly trust me, a man

Asher's POVMy heart was beating fast against my chest. There was literally only one word echoing in my head. However, there wasn't a direct order to it. My head was aching towards it like it was the truth but my heart was stubborn, finding loopholes, trying not to believe what my head was telling me.It was improbable that what I was thinking was the reality because of the time span.Still, I opened my mouth and asked him:"Are you the father?"What he did was to simply laugh like i just cracked a joke. He laughed so heartily and mockingly that I wanted the ground to open up an swallow me. It felt as if I had been stupid for making such an assumption when in reality, it was the only assumption I could make.He was willing to accept the child, he was sort of happy even and I wasn't. I was the total opposite and she was my mate. It was totally rational lf me to not be able to accept it. But he did, he chose to accept her like it was something so casual."What would make you think in su