All Chapters of MATED TO MY POSSESSIVE BULLIES: THE ALPHA TRIPLETS : Chapter 301 - Chapter 309

ValerieThe palace was filled with the sound of laughter and music. It had been years since we had conquered the people that almost ruined our lives, tried to kill us and also tear us apart. Today, we celebrated.Elara was eighteen.My baby- the little girl who had been taken, nearly lost, and fought for- was now a woman. And not just any woman. She was stronger, beautiful and much more powerful than she had been as a baby. And most importantly, she was loved. She was standing at the center of the hall, her beautiful golden eyes glowing under the light and her white gown cascading around her. I was standing at the balcony as I stared at her and made sure everything was going on right at the party. “You’re going to cry aren’t you?” A familiar voice asked. I turned around to see that it was Kaden and he wore a smug smirk on his face. “I’m not one to cry,” I replied him with a scoff“Now, you’re lying,” Grey said as he walked to stand beside me. “You cried when she turned ten.”“

Elara“I do not understand why I have to attend a special school for just for being a freak.” Mother ignored my anger as she ordered the maids on how fast they should push my luggage into the school. The overpriced school for the ones who need extra attention to pass as semi normal. The school for the ones who need coaching.Oh please, they call it anything but the mad house.“Oh sweetie.” Ansel, my cheerful father, placed a kiss on my forehead. “I’m sure it isn’t bad, at all. This is the best school for the supernaturally blessed, and all powerful supernaturals all come here to know how to… well, weird their power better.”I rolled my eyes. “We both know you mean, how to not kill people more.”Grey, my moody yet sweet father, snorted. “We should have found out about the school since the day you were born. Why didn’t we listen again when it was plain as day that you weren’t ordinary?”For most of my life, I’ve had a terrible experience with controlling my curse. Everyone called it a

ElaraThe first thing i moved was my hand as my palm met with the skin of the asshole in front of me in a merciless strike. The whole cafeteria went silent as the sound of my palm meeting skin echoed through the hall and I almost smirked. How did the little princess go from being dropped off by her family end up slapping someone after just twenty minutes of being in school?Simple. She’s school mates with the McIntrye Alpha Kings, and the one she hated the most, Kelvin, decided it was smart to tease her about what he did to her ten years ago.Stealing all my clothes and letting me come out in my underwear after preteen practice. Explains the slap, doesn’t it? But it wasn’t the smartest move, and I quickly realized as a growl left Devon’s lips, and the next thing I felt was the sharp pain that spread through my back as I stared at his half shifted form in shock, struggling to breathe from his grip on my throat.“Devon!” I scratched against his hold, but all I heard was a loud growl

ElaraIf a pin dropped, it may probably be heard in the next town with the way silence filled up the room to the brim, tension wrapping around each corner like a suffocating snake. I watched the principal and his second in command, my heart echoing in my ear as loud as if a drum was being placed beside my head, and they watched me in return, their eyes scrutinizing every flaw ancontourre of my face. I was used to being seen as a freak. An abnormality. A child born by the oracle, the mouthpiece of the moon goddess, who was the most powerful being to exist, and three powerful Alphas who could destroy anyone who existed. Then there was me, a freak, a mixture of four people, a wolf, slash the greatest being to exist. But my perfect mother had powers that healed people. Me? A tantrum from being caused by earthquakes. And for that and an incident I never wanted to remember, at eighteen, I was thrown into this school so I could be watched closely. Was I going to be a hero like my mother, o

They surrounded me like wolves with a scent—taunting, circling, grinning like they already won.Damien was the first to speak, dragging a finger down the side of my face with a smirk that made my skin crawl. "You know the rules, Elara. Three strikes and they lobotomize you. Make one wrong move, and we’ll make sure your name’s stamped on that chair before the week is over."I didn’t flinch. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.Devon leaned against the wall, arms folded like this was all just entertainment. “Come on. Let’s give her a little nudge. Help her earn that first strike.”The third brother, Levi, grabbed my wrist and yanked me forward. I stumbled, biting down the spark of rage threatening to rise. My powers wanted out. I could feel them crawling under my skin, aching to burn something, tear something apart. I had enough strength to end all three of them here. But that’s exactly what they wanted.“Let go of me,” I said, my voice low and even.“Oh, she’s polite today,” Damien m