All Chapters of Bullied By My Alpha Triplets: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Elias Pov.The wind was colder than usual as I stepped out into the courtyard. Something in the air felt wrong. I didn’t know what it was, but my wolf was restless. It wasn’t the normal kind of tension that came before a battle or a hunt. This was something deeper. Something that scratched at the edges of my instincts, making my blood stir and my senses sharper.I looked up at the sky. The sun was hidden behind thick clouds. It was supposed to be midday, but it felt like dusk. The pack grounds were quiet. Too quiet. Even the guards were moving slower, their eyes scanning every corner like they felt it too.I walked toward the training field. Ronan and Kieran were already there, sparring in silence. Usually, they would be arguing or laughing, even when throwing punches. But today, they didn’t say a word. Just hit and blocked. Again and again. I watched them for a while.Kieran was the first to notice me. He nodded, sweat dripping down his temple, but didn’t stop. Ronan followed his eye

Rhea's Pov.I woke before dawn, the air in my room cold and still. My body was tense. My chest felt heavy. I had barely slept. I sat up slowly and pushed the blanket off my legs. The floor was like ice against my feet. I stood and walked to the window.Outside, the forest was quiet, too quiet. Not even the wind moved the branches. Everything looked frozen. I could still feel that strange energy pulling at me, deep in the woods. It felt stronger now, like it was calling me.The search mission would begin today.I dressed in dark pants and a black fitted shirt. My boots were already by the door. I strapped two knives to my hips, tied my hair up, and stepped outside. The sky was still dark, only the faintest light peeking over the horizon.Ronan, Elias, and Kieran were already waiting near the stables. All of them were dressed for war."Ready?" Ronan asked me, his voice low.I nodded. "As I'll ever be."He handed me a map. "We split into two pairs. Kieran and I will take the northern edg

The forest had never felt so heavy. I walked slowly along the worn trail that curved behind the pack house, my boots crunching over fallen leaves and twigs. The trees whispered above me, their branches shifting in the breeze. But there was no comfort in their sound today. Not after what we saw. Not after what we lost. I couldn't stop thinking about the village. The ash, the blood, the way everything had been burned with cruel precision. Families that trusted us. Wolves we had promised to protect. Gone. Just like that. My chest tightened. I pressed a hand to it, as if trying to quiet the ache. "Ivy," a voice called behind me. I turned, already knowing who it was. Kieran. He jogged up to me, his hair tousled by the wind, worry written across his face. "You shouldn't be out here alone," he said, stopping beside me. "I needed to breathe," I a

Rhea's Pov The morning air was cold against my skin as I stepped outside the healer’s hut. The grass beneath my feet was still wet with dew, and the clouds above threatened rain. But none of that mattered. Not today. Today, I had to face the truth I had avoided for too long. I pulled my cloak tighter around my shoulders and began walking toward the gathering hall. The whispers had already started. Everyone in the pack felt the change in the air, the heaviness, the fear. Something dark was moving through our lands. And it wasn’t going away. As I reached the hall, I paused for a moment, looking up at the carved wooden doors. My hands were shaking. Not from cold—from the weight of what I knew. What I had seen. Inside, the others were already seated. Kieran stood near the head of the table, his jaw tight and his eyes focused. Ronan leaned against the wall, arms cros

Elias Pov.The morning was colder than usual. I could see my breath every time I exhaled, and the sky was still painted with soft shades of gray and blue. The sun hadn’t fully risen, but I had already been up for a long time. I hadn’t slept well—not after hearing about the southern border attack. It wasn’t just another rogue invasion. Something about it felt wrong.I stood near the edge of the training grounds, arms crossed over my chest, watching the fog settle over the field. Everything was too still. Too quiet. Even the birds weren’t singing.Rhea’s scent reached me before I saw her. I turned my head and saw her in the middle of the field, her movements sharp and fierce. She was training, her body moving in a rhythm that spoke of both power and pain. I knew she was hurting, even if she didn’t say it. Last night had shaken all of us. Ivy’s broken face haunted my thoughts too, but I knew Rhea took it personally. She cared more than she let on.She didn’t stop training until I approac