All Chapters of Claimed By My Triplet Alpha Stepsons: Chapter 171 - Chapter 177

ShaunBy the third day, the tightness in my chest had vanished, and my joints no longer ached with every breath. Lucy insisted I take one more day to recover fully, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I’d already wasted too much time, and the longer I stayed in that house, the louder my thoughts became.So, at the break of dawn, I set out.The journey to Scott’s estate was a long one—four days of forest paths, wet valleys, and steep climbs, all softened by the steady rhythm of my horse’s hooves and the silence of my own thoughts. The wind felt sharper than usual, and the weight of the decision ahead of me made the miles drag longer than they should have.But I kept riding.I needed to speak to my brother. If there was one person left who could offer me clarity without judgment, it was Scott.By the time his manor came into view, dusk had already bled across the sky. The last slivers of sunlight painted the high stone walls in amber, and the torches by the front gate had been lit.A guard

Astrid. I slowly turned to the direction of that voice and immediately ran into her arms. "Elara, you don't know how happy I am to see you again!" I sobbed and she ran her fingers through my hair. "I'm hiding from my uncle and cousin..." I said in a low tone and my eyes searched the room for any sign of the duo. "I'd be dead meat, should they catch sight of me in this hall.." "You don't have to worry. We'll both stay out of sight, this place isn't fun without you anyway." Elara cheered and I blushed at how important she made my presence seem. "After seeing Livia and your uncle, I didn't think you'd come," she said as she pulled me away from the entrance and I picked up a glass of wine from one of the stewards. "I have so much to tell you.." "Likewise Elara.." I responded after taking a sip of the raw alcohol. The liquid left a burning sensation in my throat down to my chest. Exactly what I needed for a night like this. "I almost didn't come, but I couldn't let my uncle and his d

By the third day, the tightness in my chest had vanished, and my joints no longer ached with every breath. Lucy insisted I take one more day to recover fully, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I’d already wasted too much time, and the longer I stayed in that house, the louder my thoughts became.So, at the break of dawn, I set out.The journey to Scott’s estate was a long one—four days of forest paths, wet valleys, and steep climbs, all softened by the steady rhythm of my horse’s hooves and the silence of my own thoughts. The wind felt sharper than usual, and the weight of the decision ahead of me made the miles drag longer than they should have.But I kept riding.I needed to speak to my brother. If there was one person left who could offer me clarity without judgment, it was Scott.By the time his manor came into view, dusk had already bled across the sky. The last slivers of sunlight painted the high stone walls in amber, and the torches by the front gate had been lit.A guard recogn