Semua Bab Wanting Her Back (Her Alpha Triplet Mates): Bab 91 - Bab 100

Chapter 90 Triggers and FetishWillow's POVThe air in the room was cold and stale, the stone walls seeming to close in on me with every passing second. I could feel the lingering weight of dread press against my chest, like a thousand-pound stone trying to crush my ribs. Every movement felt sluggish, as though the energy was being drained from me, slowly and relentlessly. My eyes flickered open, the harsh light of the room blinding me for a moment before my vision adjusted. Another day. Another round of pain. Another round of torment.I could hear the distant sound of footsteps, heavy, purposeful. They were coming for me again. Elana. She was always the first to arrive, a woman whose cruelty seemed to know no bounds. She had been tasked with watching me, torturing me, breaking me into pieces. Her presence alone made my skin crawl, but it was Alpha Thane, the father of my mates, who filled me with true terror. He was the one behind this. The one who had taken me from my home, from

Chapter 92Captured.Willow's POV Waking up from the drug-induced haze was always the worst part. It took a moment for my mind to reconnect with my body. The pounding in my skull was relentless, and my limbs felt like lead. But this time, something was different. I didn’t wake up to the suffocating silence or the dim flicker of the overhead light. Instead, I heard voices. Familiar, terrified voices. “Daniel? Ella?” My voice cracked, barely above a whisper, as my heart skipped a beat. Their cries, sharp and frantic, cut through the fog in my mind. It couldn’t be. My children couldn’t be here. This had to be a trick, another twisted game by Alpha Thane to break me. But when I forced my eyes open, reality hit me like a dagger to the chest. There they were. My babies. Tied to a wooden pole in front of me, their small bodies trembling, their faces streaked with tears. “Daniel! Ella!” My voice came out as a strangled scream, raw with disbelief and terror. The blood rushed to my h

Chapter 94Unexpected RiddleAsher’s POV I woke up to the sharp sting of reality, a jolt that ran through my body as the world came rushing back into focus. The first thing I noticed was the dampness against my skin, and the cold metal of the chair biting into my back. My wrists were bound tightly to the arms of the chair, my body immobilized in a way that felt too familiar. But the worst part was the silence. The heavy, oppressive silence that hung in the air, was thick and suffocating.I wasn’t alone.My eyes quickly scanned the room, taking in the sight of my brothers. Axel and Aiden were sitting beside me, both of them equally restrained, their faces contorted in confusion, anger, and fear. They were alive, but it was clear that none of us had any idea of how we got here.“What the hell?” I muttered, my voice hoarse from what felt like hours of unconsciousness. A soft, almost mocking voice answered. “Nice to see you awake, Asher.” I turned my head toward the sound, my heart lea

Chapter 96Raging EncountersAsher’s POV The heavy slam of the iron door echoed through the dungeon, and I flinched involuntarily, the sound reverberating in my chest like a dull roar. The cold stone walls were damp, the air thick with mildew and despair. My brothers and I were chained to the wall, barely able to move, and yet, I couldn’t allow myself to lose focus. This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.Aiden groaned to my left, adjusting against his restraints. “This is humiliating,” he muttered. “A dungeon, Asher? Us? How did it come to this? Once we get out of here, I am going to rip Benjamin's head from his neck, this insolence will not go unpunished. I will make sure of it.”I had no answer for him, though the question burned in my mind too. Axel, on my right, was unusually quiet, his sharp mind likely racing for a solution. That was Axel, always thinking, always plotting.And then, from the far corner of the room, a low, eerie chuckle broke the silence. It wasn’t just any laugh

Chapter 98The Moon FireWillow's POVThe chains around my wrists felt heavier than they had yesterday or was it today? Time blurred in this miserable place. My body ached, my head throbbed, and every breath felt like a battle against despair. But I couldn’t afford to give up. My children were here, somewhere in this hellish place, and they needed me. I pressed my back against the cold stone wall and closed my eyes, focusing all my energy on the sliver of hope that I might reach them. Linking to my children wasn’t something I’d ever tried before. We hadn’t needed such a skill; we had always been together. But now? Now, it felt like my only chance to find them. “Daniel. Ella,” I whispered in my mind, trying to project my thoughts through the darkness. “Can you hear me? It’s Mommy.” Silence. I bit back a sob of frustration and tried again, pushing harder, imagining their little faces, their bright eyes filled with joy—or fear. “Ella! Daniel! Please, answer me.” And then I hear