Her Three Dominant Wolves のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Teagan's Point of ViewBy the time we went back to the main house, Pop had already made dinner. Or rather, an entire buffet with several other uniformed people running about.Food was mass-produced. Drinks were prepared in jugs. It was utter chaos. Blissful, happy, chaos.No one was screaming or crying. No one was fighting. Everyone helped and handed each other things. Laughed at some obscure jokes Pop made. Cursed when one of them spilled a bit of cooldrink on the floor whilst someone else hurried along to get a rag to clean it up."Was it always this busy?" I asked, looking at Bellamy.He was smiling at them. Stopped short of fully coming into the house. Just watched from the door with admiration and happy memories on his face."When I was here, it was only Pop who helped us, so most of us had to make food for the rest of the group. Since I started donating to the project, he got helpers and I expanded the living quarters for the kids, so they began taking more kids. It was crazy w

Teagan's Point of ViewUnlike Bellamy, Ulrich refused to leave. He insisted on staying behind. To make sure I was fine or to chime in on the argument, I had no idea. But I was less than pleased with his insistence."Why him, Teagan? Why the fuck would you choose him?" Harland screamed as we entered my room.He slammed the door behind us. Normally, I would jolt from the sound. Yelp and scurry away. A response I had since my childhood. Thanks to my lovely Father who liked to throw his temper tantrums whenever he didn't get his way.This time around, I stood my ground. Sauntered into my room as if nothing was wrong. Nothing was missing."Do you honestly think I had a choice in the matter? Besides, it doesn't take away from the fact that you were trying to gaslight me into believing it was my fault that I mated Ulrich." I might have lied to him but I never made him feel insane. Or blamed him for any of this. What he had done with Ulrich was atrocious.There was a groan from Ulrich behi

Bellamy's Point of View If hatred had a face, it would be Harland's. Just the way he smiled set my anger alight. Made my temper spike until all I wanted was to rip off his head in one smooth go. But I restrained myself and for that, I was extremely proud. I only did it because Teagan would be devastated. Torn to shreds because her precious mate was dead. And I couldn't have that. Couldn't risk her getting hurt. By some miracle, we were finally on good terms. Would take things slow, no doubt, but it was a start. A timid and gentle one. Even when I showed her my soft side. The tenderness I held for Pop and the ranch wasn't something I shared with anyone. If my father found out about the fondness I held for Pop or the ranch, he would have Pop killed and the ranch shut down. All just to teach me a fucked up lesson. "I didn't expect you to be home so early," My father said as I walked through the door and stashed my keys in the bowl beside it. A neatly woven thing that he got on

Teaagan's Point of ViewUlrich and Harland didn't hide the fact that they were staring at us from the window. Neither took their eyes off of us as we moved down the street. Walked over the road to the coffee shop.Even from the large distance between us, I could make them out in the window. They hovered close to the glass with their noses nearly pressed against it.So much for keeping jealousy under tight control. And that went for both of them."I didn't think you'd show up here so soon again," I said by way of opening up the conversation.Bellamy asked to speak with me privately. I obliged. He suggested getting coffee for all of us across the street. I agreed. Mainly because I wasn't sure if Harland would let him live long in his presence. And because I felt bad for what happened last night. Not that either was my fault. Not that I had chosen to have more than one mate.But this was the result of it and we had to somehow deal with the immense tension that loomed between us like a g

Ulrich's Point of ViewBloody fucking mother Mary on a motorbike.I told them. All of them.Sure, they laughed, which pissed me off just a little bit. But Teagan saw right through my calmness. The way I remained collected. Even-tempered. And she knew. Right there, she knew I wasn't lying.I expected a rather large fight after that. Her chewing me out for lying. Hiding things from her. If the roles were reversed, odds were I would have felt the same. Betrayed.Yet she remained nice. Until I told them that I was sent to find a way to kill them. This seemed to get a rather mixed response. Harland and Bellamy, rightfully, protected Teagan from me. This earned them some form of respect. I knew in a pinch, they would set aside their shit differences and protect Teagan when the time came. Would choose her safety over their own bullshit.Teagan, on the other hand, wanted to know more. Tried to piece everything together. At this rate, it felt nearly impossible.Bellamy's father was no doubt