All Chapters of Wanting Her Back (Her Alpha Triplet Mates): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 111Ethereal Willow's POVI woke slowly, the weight of the world lifting from me as I blinked open my eyes. Except...these weren’t my eyes. They were sharper, keener. The colors around me were dazzling, the world a canvas of ethereal light and shifting hues. Streaks of gold, blue, and lavender rippled through the air, blending into shapes and patterns that seemed alive. I tried to move and realized I wasn’t in my human form. My paws pressed against the soft ground beneath me, my silver fur shimmering like liquid moonlight. My wolf senses were heightened beyond anything I’d ever experienced. The air hummed with energy, and every sound and scent was more vibrant than I thought possible. Where was I? Looking around, I realized this wasn’t the world I knew. This place wasn’t earth, it was something else entirely. It hit me like a thunderclap: this was the Moon Realm. The stories I’d heard whispered since I was a pup, were the eternal resting place for wolves like me, where

Chapter 113The Ultimate FusionWillow’s POVThe first thing I felt was the pressure. The weight of the earth above me pressed against my chest, making every shallow breath a struggle. I opened my eyes to total darkness, the realization sinking in that I was still buried. For a split second, panic clawed at my mind. My instincts screamed to thrash and claw my way out, but I forced myself to remain calm. I wasn’t the same Willow who had been laid in this grave three days ago. Closing my eyes, I drew in what little oxygen I could and reached out with my mind. Before the moon realm, connecting to anyone via mind-link had always been a challenge for me, requiring intense focus and effort. Now, it felt as natural as breathing. Lina. Her response was immediate, her voice clear and steady in my head. "Willow! You’re awake! Hold tight; we’re coming to get you." I could feel the ripples of excitement emanating from her wolf and I could only imagine how worried she must have been before

Asher's POV I wasn’t naive enough to believe that my father would just let me go because I won a fight. He had a tendency to make his decisions based on whatever suited him at the moment, but I knew he never fully relinquished control over anyone. Not me. Not anyone. Not when he knew that I knew where Willow was. After being dismissed from the palace, I didn’t return home immediately. I needed to figure out what was going on. It felt too easy. Father was never one to act with mercy or honor, especially not toward me. So I took a detour and went to Kingston’s place, hoping to lay low and figure out my next move. The house was quiet when I arrived, the only sound was the wind rustling through the trees outside. I stayed in the shadows, carefully watching for any sign of movement. I hadn’t been here long before I heard, the unmistakable sound of men creeping through the darkness. Four of them, moving quickly and quietly, but not quietly enough. I was already positioned in the shadow

Axel's POVThe air in the room felt thick and heavy with a tension I couldn’t quite shake. It wasn’t the usual type of fear that gripped me before a fight. No, this was different. It was the kind of uncertainty that gnawed at your bones, a quiet dread that whispered over and over: What if this is the last time we have peace? The last time that we ever had this kind of calm in our lives because the next few weeks were bound to take them from us. What if we didn’t survive the battle to come? What if, when the day finally arrived to face our father, there wouldn’t be a victory at all? What if everything we had fought for, everything we’d worked toward, slipped away like sand through our fingers? Asher was right. We couldn’t underestimate the old man, no matter how much he despised us. He had years of experience in dealing with betrayal and lies. He would not go down easily. But still, there was something that felt different now. Something stronger, something that had been built with t

Asher's POV It felt like the longest wait of my life. Every second seemed to drag on, each moment heavier than the last. We stood in the corner of the room, Axel, Aiden, and I, watching Lina work. Her focus was intense, her eyes flicking over the ancient texts she had found in an effort to save Willow. The air was thick with tension, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on all of us.Willow was still unconscious, her body lying still and fragile on the bed as if she were caught between two worlds. Every time I looked at her, my heart tightened, fear clawing at my chest. The curse, the poison inside her, was stronger than we had anticipated. It threatened to drain her life away, and we could do nothing but wait for Lina to find the answer.The boys stood by me, their faces drawn, but I could see it in their eyes, just beneath the surface of their stoic expressions, an undeniable worry, a shared fear of losing her. The same fear I carried deep in my bones. But none of us said it alo