บททั้งหมดของ Wanting Her Back (Her Alpha Triplet Mates): บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Chapter 71DestinedWillow's POVThe early morning light crept in through the windows of the car, bathing everything in a soft glow. I sat back against the plush leather seat, my eyes focused on the road as the men drove me back to my hotel. They hadn’t said much since we left the moonlit evening behind, but I could tell that they were content.That night, that brief moment of joy and warmth, had been… something I hadn’t expected. Being with them as my mates, felt natural. It felt like home, just like a missing piece of me had been found, one I never realized I’d lost. I felt connected to them in a way that was beyond anything I had experienced before. It was like a bond had been forged in the fires of intimacy, one that reached deep into my soul. But even as my heart fluttered with happiness, there was a knot in my stomach. As good as it felt to be with them, there was still that part of me that couldn’t forget the past. I had to go back to my kids. They needed me more than ever. A

Chapter 73Broken AllianceWillow's POVThe weight of my return to the city settled over me like a heavy fog. It was strange, how quickly life resumed its normal rhythm. I went back to my office, to the projects, the endless emails, the phone calls, and the constant shuffle of paperwork. It was almost like I’d never left like the trip to Crescent Moon Pack had been a distant dream. But in my heart, I knew it wasn’t. The triplets, the intensity, the connection, those feelings were real. But now, they felt like a burden I wasn’t ready to carry. So, I buried myself in work.Jason had returned to the city as well. I hadn’t seen him, hadn’t heard from him, and I didn’t care to. Ruby was the one who mentioned his arrival to me but I had not said anything. He had gone from someone I had once called a friend to someone whose presence I dreaded. The way he’d confessed his feelings, his possessiveness, the way he’d been around me like a shadow, it all made my skin crawl. I didn’t want to be mea

Chapter 75Extended SorrowsJason's POVI’d been trying to reach Willow for days. Every message, every call, it was as though I didn’t exist to her anymore. Ever since I told her how I felt, and she rejected me, she had shut me out completely. The silence burned. I couldn’t stop replaying our last conversation, wondering if I’d said something wrong or if there was anything I could’ve done differently. She was a woman I had waited for, right whole years of my life. Making sure that I eased out every for her. Frustration gnawed at me until I couldn’t take it anymore. I decided to go to her house. Maybe if I confronted her face-to-face, she wouldn’t be able to ignore me. When I got there, I wasn’t prepared for what I saw through the dining room window. Willow, Kingston, Ruby, and a man I didn’t recognize were all seated around the table, laughing and sharing what looked like a joyful meal. Willow’s smile was bright, her laughter genuine. The sight of Kingston there sent a wave of ange

Chapter 77A New DiscoveryAsher’s POVThe weight of uncertainty had been crushing us for weeks. Our father, a man who had ruled with an iron fist and commanded respect and fear alike, had disappeared without a trace. For three weeks, we had searched. Three weeks of dead ends, false leads, and sleepless nights. The house felt clean and calm without his dominating presence, though the tension he left behind was palpable. Tonight, we gathered on the rooftop, a rare sanctuary from the chaos below. The evening breeze was crisp, cutting through the lingering warmth of the day. Above us, the stars shone like distant, indifferent witnesses to our struggle. Aiden leaned back in his chair, cradling a glass of whiskey. He looked weary, but his voice was firm when he broke the silence. “We need to face the truth. He’s dead.” The words hit me like a blow to the chest, but I refused to let them take root. “Stop saying that, we can't afford to think that way and ease up on the search for him.

Chapter 79Home, Bitter HomeWillow’s POVThe air was cool as I stepped off the plane, but it carried none of the comfort I had hoped for. The airport was almost empty, the usual bustle of travelers replaced by an eerie quiet. I glanced around, clutching Daniel closer to my chest while Lina adjusted Ella in her arms. The kids were asleep, their small faces pressed against our shoulders, their breaths soft and even. We exchanged a tired look and I immediately knew that we might have come on the wrong day.The trip had been long, and I was drained from carrying the weight of both my children and my decisions. There had been no warm welcome, no familiar faces waiting to greet me. That was intentional. I hadn’t reached out to the triplets, didn’t want to. If they had also reached out, I might have felt differently, I realized. I was hurt that they did not reach out to me.A single taxi idled near the curb. The driver eyed us suspiciously as I approached, his gaze lingering on Lina before