All Chapters of The Alpha's Triplets With a Rejected Mate: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Lyra's POV I was stunned, looking around me only to find others looking around wondering who the slave was. I didn't need to wonder the same thing because I knew exactly who the slave was and it was me. There was only one reason why he would know it was me. He had met me before. Despite the makeup, he recognized me and he was calling me out for it. Calling Tristan out for it because it was an insult to him that I was seated at the same table he was. I was a slave and he was a master eating off the same table. "What?" Tristan stopped his speech as he glared at the man, "you interrupted me just to ask about a slave?" "Yes," the man rose up to his feet pointing right at no one else but me, "that's the slave. Underneath all that makeup I still recognize her". He looked at Tristan, blind to the frown on Tristan's face. "Last time i was here, you had called for her to entertain us, but she refused and then you had a guard whip her, I can't forget her face because I really wanted to fuc

Lyra's POVI didn't know what she meant by that but I surely was not interested in finding out. I turned to Philip who was at the moment glaring at Emily."Philip,"I called his name and in an instant, his gaze moved to me and he visibly softened, "we should leave".Tristan hastily shook his head, he took a step and moved to stand in front of Philip, "why do you suddenly want to leave? It's my birthday dinner, surely it's all turning out to be a bag of shit, but it's still my birthday and he's still my best friend"."You have no sort of respect for that friendship, you don't care about him". I said.He frowned, "what makes you think your opinion is valid?""Tristan..""Surely we've had bad days but we're moving past that, right?" He nudged Philip slightly.Philip looked like he agreed with what Tristan was saying. The look he had in his eyes told me so; that he was very much into this party, that he really wanted to spend some more time with Tristan. And the way he looked at me like h

Asher's POV Fiona was standing behind me, her hands folded in front of her as she gave me a stare which made me wonder what I could've possibly done incorrectly towards her. Under the moonlight, her eyes seemed glossy, u didn't want to believe that it was because she was crying because that would be painfully absurd. What irked me was the fact that I had no idea how long she had been standing there and how many of those things she had heard. And that thought, that wonder took me back to Lyra's question: "can you say these words in the presence of other people?" At that moment when I had been met with the question, I was pretty confident in my answer, thinking I would not mind if anybody heard what I was saying to her. But the minute I turned around and wondered how long Fiona had stood there and what she had heard, I figured that Lyra was right to have left. I was fucked up. I wanted her. I wanted her so badly but there was something pulling me away from me and until I made

Lyra's POV The following morning, I woke up to the smell of fresh fruits and hot pancakes set aside waiting for me. I looked around one but the person that had made these provisions was not there. I felt that maybe he was having a conversation with either Asher or Tristan and so I did not worry. However, I slightly wished that he would've waited to see me. I knew the fight we had last night was going to change a lot of things. However, i had no idea just how much it was going to change and how drastically it would. I wanted to preserve the softness of our relationship, the honesty that existed between us. I have done a lot of horrible things but he has not one day disrespected me. It made me feel like he was unreal. I had felt unworthy of the love he had for me and so many times I tried to run away and fortunately I did not get to achieve that. Philip was treating me better than any man would treat their women. For example, Asher. He would never treat a woman like this. A k

Lyra's POV Fiona shook her head, "nobody is desperately trying to believe anything". I raised my eyebrows, trying to make her see that I did not believe any words that just escaped her mouth. "There's no way that is true, Fiona. You're here right now and it's only because you really care about this''. She shook her head again, still hanging on to her idea, "what i care about is Philip and i can't let you play with his heart. He's the only one I'm concerned about and if you intend on hurting him then you just have me to deal with". I nodded my head, already hating this conversation, "noted''. I smiled at her. She looked as if she was as tired as I was. She obviously hated the fact that k was living the life she wanted to live as Philip's woman. It wasn't my fault that she was mated to a man and she was rejected. I, a simple slave, had been looked upon and favor found me but Fiona wanted to ruin it all for me. She wasted not even a second with me anymore. As it seemed, all the