The atmosphere in the room was tense as we huddled together, each of us busy making phone calls, gathering information, and brainstorming ideas to locate my mother. Alex was on the phone with his contacts, discussing the situation and coordinating efforts. The triplets were reaching out to their connections, using their unique skills to piece together any leads. They have been at it for at least two hours now while all I did was cry, and when I got tired, I paced, and when I got tired of pacing, I just sat down staring at them pace the room with their phones in their eyes. I sat at the table, my fingers gripping the phone tightly as I dialed numbers, calling my mum over and over again, my heart pounding with every unanswered call. “We've got eyes on a possible location,” Dean reported, his voice cutting through the chaos. “We're sending a team to investigate.” Damon nodded, his brow furrowed in concentration. “I'm checking financial records to see if there's any trace of Nathani

The ride back home was quiet and uncomfortable to say the least, the silence only broken occasionally by mother's sniffs and throat clearing.She was wrapped in my arms and couldn't stop clinging to me and crying.The soldiers who arrived had called an ambulance to take away Nathaniel's body and arrested the thugs even though they were wounded. And after everything, Alex didn't even spare my mother a glance, neither did he say a word.One could easily see how upset he was.He was sitting in the front passenger's seat beside Dean, while mum and I were in the back of the jeep with Damian and Damon.Nobody said a word or even breathed loudly.The tension was thick as fuck, and I was uncomfortable as hell too.After what seemed like an eternity, Dean pulled up in the mansion's driveway, and we all got down from the jeep.Still not acknowledging us, Alex marched into the house while I led my mum behind him. She was still shaking, and I couldn't tell if it was because of what she went throu

I knew what I had to do, and that was to tell Alex everything, clear my mother's name and leave to a place where they would never hear from me again.I'm done, ruining my mum's happiness.“I love you mum,” I said, feigning a smile, “You need to get some rest right now. We will talk later, okay?”“Of course. I do need the rest. Don't think too much about everything, okay?” She said, and I gave her a nod, as long as that would satisfy her.She gave me another hug and I left the room, heading to mine.Inside the big, luxuriously decorated room, I released a sad sigh, staring at the space that I had gotten very used to in the past few weeks.Of course, I never assumed that it would be my permanent habitation, but I guess there was this small part of me who wished it would be worth it this time.But why fight and deny reality? This is me. Happiness and I don't go hand in hand.Do I need to take a bag? That would attract attention. Besides, I didn't come with any bag. I could just prepare

Three days later, things were thankfully a little different in the house. And by different, I mean Alex and mum. They were back to being all lovey-dovey. Asides that, everything else was the same.Isabella is still a bitch, and she has gotten worse now that the boys weren't speaking to me anymore.Yes…they were still giving me cold treatments, not that I cared, of course.Liar_ Well, maybe I care way more than I should, but who can blame me? I'm not ready to share with them, and if that means they will keep ignoring me, they should really go ahead and have at it.Besides, I have other concerns right now and well… I need to take care of things one by one.Number one priority being to get rid of Isabella.I was thinking about Andes and calling him back later today as I walked down the stairs when I heard Isabella's annoying giggle and Damian's voice from the kitchen.Of course, I thought as my stomach coiled. He is with her.Every fucking time, Isabella, Isabella.Next they will com

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