Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bonded to Her Triple Alphas: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

2Kaya’s POV.The smell of their fresh blood in mud...the sound of their screams...the look of shock in their eyes...the unbearable pain of a dagger piercing their heart...the welcoming of death!“No!” I recall my own scream of shock, and right before the guards take me away.Wait, the guards took me!My eyes snap open, and my eyes shift around the dark space that I’m in. I can sense I’m sitting on metal space, which gave me the hint that I’m in a cage of some sort and my hands are tied with a rope.My heart is spiking heavily as I think of what is to happen to me. I’ve never been so sure in my life that I can’t die. I have to avenge the deaths of my father and brother.Out of the blue, the noisy movement stopped, and one of the guards opened the back, sending in rays of heavy beams of light.It hurts my eyes that I snapped it close for a minute.I am inside a carriage, but before my brain can decipher the other things happening, the guards pick me up and throw me to the ground.“Argh

43rd POV.Kyle, Kieran, and Kade are in media.The brothers go to their study room, left stunned by the effect that a common girl, and a witch at that, had on them.From recollection, the way their hearts had taken a beat, something that hadn’t happened in a very very long time. One can say they’ve even forgotten what it means to have adrenaline or other anxiety hormones run through their veins. It is distressingly for them.A glass cup slams onto the table, raising Kieran’s and Kyle’s eyes at Kade. It is rather surprising that they’d ever see Kade in a non-collected way for the first time.He’s only had everything figured out, calculated, and his facial expression is blank, but tonight, the side of his eyes wrinkles as his frown deepens and his fingers are twirling around the top of the glass cup. His brows are deeply furrowed with a wrinkle at the sides of his eyes, his jaw twitching from sides to sides. He remains lost in thought.“Kade, are you okay?” Kyle asks and changes his po

6 Kaya’s POV. The Triplets in media. My face is devoid of any emotion by the time Melissa and I arrive in the dining room. On the table, my sight catch the many fancy foods spread from one end to the other. The eclectic choices make me crave food, and I am now realizing how hungry I am. I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday, and considering all that has happened to me, there’s no way I could have gone hungry. I wish there was a way that I could get out of here. I don’t want to do these things, but instead, I want to be in my own house, reading a book while picking on the bad cookies that my brother made and watching as my father destroys the house while he claims that he is inventing something new. And only Williams and I would be the ones to applaud him when he finishes creating them. My lips almost tug up in a smile at the distant memory, which does make me feel like I wasn’t here anyone until I hear Kyle’s voice. “Kaya, you’re here. And you’re so beautiful.” He gasps at

8 Kaya’s POV. The silence treatment that comes from Melissa is beginning to feel more of a punishment now, and I don’t think I can bear it anymore. I don’t see any sympathy in her eyes towards how much I have suffered tonight, as she just moved swiftly around the room, preparing me for the night based on the triplets orders. Oh, goodness, mentioning their names even now is scary. A chill runs down my spine at the thought of it. Melissa clears her throat to call me back to life. As I blink up at her, she spews. “Your bath is waiting.” “No, I can’t take that bath. Who knows what will happen? Those guys are psychopaths. We really need to find a way out of here.” I want to say more, but when Melissa grabs me around the cleavage of the tattered gown, pulling me up to my feet so that my eyes pop out in fear of what she’s about to do, she shakes her head in disapproval. Before my brain can think of what she’s about to do, she sweeps me to the wall, making my back hit against it. Then,

10 Kaya’s POV. There was a time in my life when the rise of sunlight was a joy I could not fathom. It felt like a part of me that I always cherished. I would have woken up early, mesmerized by my thoughts, which were beautiful then. I’d run up the ladder to the roof of the cottage and watch as that yellow vibrance landed on my skin. Having watched as my skin glows, I’d smile and appreciate nature for creating such beauty in the midst of the darkness that lurks in this world. But now, here I am, lying on the bed with my eyes closed as I feel the rays of the sunlight beaming onto my skin. Yet, I do not stand up. I cannot bring myself to be happy about anything because my life is no longer mine. I am crush and doom from the moment that the people left in my love life were murdered by the ones who captured me. They’ve left me to be nothing. Suddenly, I reverse from the depths of my thoughts when I hear someone clear their throat. My eyes snap open, and my body bolts up from the bed.