บททั้งหมดของ Mated to Three : Alphas Fight for Me: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Liliana’s POV First, there are three men in this room. Second, they are Evander, Kaden and Landon. And thirdly, the worst part. I am in heat. As are they. With all my might, and against Cathy’s will, I push Evander away. I gasp, grabbing the edge of the bed frame and try to pull myself up, my breath slicing in and out of my chest. I am going crazy, I must be. ‘No, you’re not. You’re in heat,’ Cathy reminds me, ready for some action. My body rebels against me and it drives me to my knees. I fall and Evander quickly pulls me up. “Liliana…” he calls, his voice husky. Too husky. I shake my head, pulling my hand away from him. Another hand grabs my arm, pulling me up. It is Landon and his scent overwhelms me. I fight againt it, a snarl leaving my lips unti

Liliana’s POVI lay curled up in my bed, allowing the darkness of the room to calm me down as I feel the heat leaving my body. Thank the Moon Goddess I survived this, I cannot bear to think of what would happen if I had succumbed to my desires in Evander’s room.I would have regretted it.‘Would you?’ Cathy asks. She still thinks a threesome would have been great but I beg to differ. I cannot just sleep with three men without knowing who it is that my heart belongs to.‘You know what? You’re a weirdo. Here the Moon Goddess has blessed you with three mates, three fucking hot mates, and not just any mates, they are the Frost heirs, the greatest of the greats in all the lands and yet here you are, laying in bed bemoaning who you should choose,’ Cathy scowls. ‘Just take the three of them on!’I shake my head and rise from my bed, quickly slipping out of my blouse and pants before changing into s fresh new set of clothes.Suddenly, I hear a roar.My brows furrow. The voice sounds like Kade

Landon’s POVThe wind whispers through the towering trees as I stand at the bottom of the cliff, staring at the swaying branches of trees. Liam, my wolf asks, "Are you here because you cannot bear to be near Liliana?"I cross my arms across my chest and exhale. All my life, I have been told how responsible I am, how powerful, how diligent I am in ruling my pack. And in my immense humility—what a laugh—I had always lowered my eyes and shook my head, while at the same time thinking that I must, in fact, be quite extraordinary. I excelled in my studies. I worked hard. I helped my father expand the territory of the Southlands. I helped everyone and anyone who needed help.That is the crux of the matter right there. I performed these good works, but I did so mainly to reinforce my image. This does not mean I am completely evil—it only means that I am only a mere werewolf.My reaction in the wake of Liliana’s heat made it all to clear just how imperfect I am. Had Evander and Kaden not b

Liliana’s POVThe sharp pain cuts through me like a blade. The Sorceress stands before me, her manner arrogant and her eyes glowing with an unsettled hunger. She does not need to say a word; I can feel evil surrounding her, corrupting the very air that I breathe in.She pauses above me with a ferocious grin, and then extends her hands. Threads, like tendrils of shadow, materialize around me and my body cramps involuntarily, as if I am suddenly drowning in dry ice.She begins to pull the threads, slowly at first, and then faster and faster. It hurts, it hurts so much.I try to scream, but my voice catches in my throat, not even a sound can escape my lips.The threads start to turn red.Blood red.Her grin widens and I realize that these are not threads of fabric – they are threads of my blood.Slowly, I feel my life force being drawn out, as if my veins are unravelling. It is a violation of the very essence that courses through me. The threads extend from my body to her outstretched h

Kaden’s POV We walk in silence; Landon, Evander and I.And every once in a while, I see Evander looking over his shoulder at Liliana before exchanging glances with Landon and I.Something about Liliana is off. But for the life of me, I do not know what. Is it the bounce in her step? Because she has never walked like that. Or is it the smile on her face? Because she sure likes to frown a lot.“Is something wrong?” Liliana asks when Evander turns his head to look at her for the tenth time. She smiles as she speaks, yet there is a coldness in her eyes.Evander replies, “Nothing, we were just worried about you, we must have overreacted.”For some reason, his remark amuses her. “That’s very sweet of you Evander,” she says, running her hands through her hair, another trait I have not noticed before.I am about to raise my concerns when I hear footsteps coming from the corner. Hurried footsteps.“My Lord!”I turn over to see Beta Marcus. He rushes toward us with urgency etched on his face