Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated to the triplet alpha princes: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 76

Norman's POVThe BANG that tore through the air was not a sound of celebration, nor a training drill gone wrong. It was the raw, brutal roar of war. My mind, still reeling from the devastating scene with Riley, snapped into immediate, terrifying clarity. I spun back towards Riley, who stood frozen in the training field, eyes wide. Her face was pale, streaked with tears, a mix of heartbreak and dawning terror. For a split second, my eyes locked with hers, and I saw the vulnerability there, the shock. My wolf gave a sharp, urgent whine. Despite the burning betrayal that still gnawed at me, despite the picture seared into my brain, the urge to keep her safe, to shield her from harm, was overwhelming. She was my mate. No matter what had happened, that bond, that instinct, was ingrained.“Riley! To cover! Now!” I roared, my voice cutting through the rising clamor, sharp and commanding. I didn’t waste time with words of comfort, couldn’t bring myself to. My hand, still trembling from the f

Riley's POV Hours passed, or maybe it was only minutes; I lost track. Damon was eventually stabilized, taken to a separate, more secure room. The doctor had been grim but said he would live, if barely. Eventually, the medical room emptied, leaving me alone with the quiet hum of equipment and the lingering scent of blood. The initial shock began to wear off, replaced by a deep, aching despair. I had to talk to Norman. I had to. This couldn't be how things ended. Not after everything. Not when I had such important news.I found him in a smaller, quieter recovery room. He was propped up on his bed, looking pale and drawn, his chest heavily bandaged. His eyes were closed, his breathing shallow. He looked exhausted, perhaps even more exhausted than he had looked when he was bedridden. I stood at the doorway for a long time, my heart pounding, gathering my courage. What do you say to a man who just stabbed his brother because he thought you betrayed him? How do you even begin?I took a d

Riley's POV One week later.I stood beside Norman on a raised platform, the soft, rich fabric of my gown rustling around my ankles. It was a beautiful gown, made of the finest white silk, woven with silver threads that glittered in the sunlight filtering through the grand hall’s stained-glass windows. On my head, a delicate circlet rested, not heavy with jewels, but elegant and symbolizing my new role.Today, Norman was being crowned King of the whole kingdom, and I, his mate, was being presented as his Queen and Luna. My heart beat a steady rhythm against my ribs, a mixture of nerves, pride, and an overwhelming sense of wonder. Just a few months ago, I was a runt, a troubled past. Now, I stood before thousands, about to be declared Queen. It felt like a dream.The grand hall was packed, a sea of faces stretching back as far as I could see. The air buzzed with excitement, with the low rumble of happy chatter, and the anticipation of the ceremony. HornSide warriors and pack members wh