All Chapters of TRAPPED BETWEEN MY TRIPLET ALPHAS: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

DAISY The exams went well.I did not want to sound overconfident but I was sure that I had passed and would be moving on to college soon enough. This phase of my life was finally over, but it was not, unfortunately. I still have to deal with all of the issues with my double identity. I waited outside and walked around, waiting for Poppy to finish when I came across Daniel. He was standing by the door while he smoked, and his eyes were glued to the ground. When he noticed me, I dropped it to the ground and matched it before he approached me.“You done?” He asked, stretching his hand to collect my bag but I refused. I was not that fragile. “I am. Why are you littering the school?” I squinted my eyes at him. He lowered his gaze back to the cigarette and he quickly picked it up and trashed it, “Sorry, bad habits. Are we going home now?” He asked me, approaching me, but this time his tone was different.This was not the Daniel I knew. His face morphed into a different one. He was shorte

DAISY How the hell did they arrive here faster than I did?My eyes trailed down to the shirts they were wearing, and it certainly was not the shirts I saw them wearing a while ago. It was more official than it was before now. I had gone absolutely crazy. I wondered what they were doing here and what made them think I was going to come with them after I had told them to stay away from me. If only they could respect my wishes this once because there was no way in hell they could convince me to go with them.“What are you guys doing here?” I asked, going into the room with my hands akimbo. “Daisy. Goodness, you are alright. I was worried.” Liam sighed, pulling me into his arms. I could not resist so I rested my head on his chest. I missed this. Certainly, but not enough for me to go back to that life. I needed to protect them and protect myself.“Yes, I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” I raised a brow. I was scared that somehow they had found out about all of this. “We found something in your

DAISYA thorn pricked around my neck as I blinked back into existence. My hands and my feet were restricted in a place, and the place I was in smelt like warm wet sand. I tried to move my body but it felt like I was contained in a vessel. I opened my eyes slowly, and then I realised where I was. It was a shrine. A strange one. I realised the pieces of the shrine with the dark artefacts that I saw in Poppy’s house, and that nearly made me choke on nothing. The realisation of what had been happening to me came to mind and I suddenly couldn’t breathe. I needed air. I needed water. I tried to sit down forcefully and it felt like I had gained extra pounds just by lying down there. I came here to look for answers about my life. Where did they take me, and where was Daniel? Was it Poppy’s witch that had taken me in? It couldn’t be. Her house did not look like this. It looks serene and nice, not dark and scary.“Hello?” I called out, my voice croaking out. “D… Daisy?” A faint voice whispere

DAISYI was plunged back from the awful flashback by a series of chants and spells that could not pinpoint. Suddenly, everything came back to me. I was not Daisy Miller anymore. I was Lucy Black, and the feeling was just like I had thought it was going to be. I hated it. The person I was in the past five centuries was who I wanted to hold on to. The one that cursed an entire bloodline, and the one that had started an enmity between witches and werewolves. They had killed me so soon when I was a young eighteen years old child. They deserved it. My throat bobbed when it reminded me of the triplets. History had repeated itself this time. It was not Cedric, Ambrose, and Yves this time. It was Liam, Declan, and Julian. I had grown fond of them… and they most likely knew about the curse. Did that mean that only one of them was ever going to be able to make it and the rest of them are going to die? No way. I was too fond of Declan and Liam. Julian too, and he was the father to my unborn kids

DAISY I knew of pain. I knew what I felt when Julian had practically ripped my heart out of my chest and used it to play. I also remember the pain from when I was Lucy Hale— when the triplets had killed me and I was on the brink of death. But none of it compared to the pain I was feeling now that I was lying down in the pool of blood while I was trying to push out my children. I could feel everything and with no one to help, it was pain. My throat was sore from calling out to Daniel to come and help me. It seemed that I had killed him alongside other witches or something had happened. I felt so bad but I didn't even have the energy to. By the time I pushed out the kids, the entire energy in my body was drained and I lay there on the floor, at the mercy of no one while I heard the cries of my children. I felt restless and wished I could sit up and pick them up, but I couldn’t. Not just because of the exhaustion but because of the curse I placed. I was a half-witch, and my children