All Chapters of Claimed By My Triplet Alpha Stepsons: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lucy's POVThe milk in my hand had gone cold already, but it didn't stop me from finishing up the rest as I listened to the Gamma tell her own story about being someone's second mate.She had been the Beta to Daven's predecessor, Flynn, as they had been friends long before Flynn became the Alpha. In all those years prior, they had simply been best friends, and thought nothing more of their relationship, until Olga turned 18 and started to feel a strong pull to Flynn. Sadly, it was at this same time that Flynn also had his second awakening, and found the woman that eventually became his Luna. So, Olga didn't even get the chance to express how she felt to him. Still, her affection for him never wavered, and she continued to stand by his side. Five years after Flynn got married, there was a terrible fire that started in the barn beside their home, burning food items and other important goods. No one knew how Flynn's three year old got into the place, but by the time Flynn had received

Lucy's POVThe morning that followed was a quiet one, but held promises that it whispered into my ears. I went through all the motions I usually went through on a normal morning. Taking a bath, putting on clean clothes, and pulling my hair into a single long fishtail. With some changes to how servants came to my room, I had gotten the liberty of picking my own clothes, which was what I really wanted. I was tired of having people dictate what I wore. At least then, I could feel some semblance of autonomy return to me.Breakfast was brought to my room, and Tessa and I ate until we were satisfied with the garlic bread and steaming plate of chicken soup. In the weeks that had gone by since Tessa had come to live with me, I had seen her body undergo the wonderful changes that came with leaving a place where all the like was getting sucked out of you, to a place where you could find peace and joy. Her eyes were brighter, her skin, while spotted with freckles, had become so much smoother. S

Lucy's POVThe smell of spices wafted in the air. Soft music played from somewhere nearby I couldn't quite place, but I knew enough to know that the tune gave a slight bouce to my feet.My heat had fortunately subsided a couple of hours after my encounter with the triplets; although every now and then I felt it flare up, it was never as bad as it had initially been. The worst of it had passed, giving me more freedom and lessening my burden.It was a new day, and I was busy preparing a special meal once again for Tessa and myself. Cooking had grown to become an enjoyable pastime for me, and I cherished the moments I got to cook and prepare meals. It made me feel like an alchemist—putting things together in order to achieve a desired result. Once the dish was ready, I quenched the fire in the stove and started serving the meal in light ceramic plates.The kitchen door creaked open as people entered, causing the hairs on my neck to rise. I didn't need anyone to tell me who they were bec

Lucy's POVAs every pack did, there was a festival held twice every year to celebrate the change of seasons in time with the moon's phases: the Moon Festival. The last time it had been celebrated, I had still been bound to Daven as his trophy slave wife, and had to follow him around the halls and pretend that I was happy to be by his side. I remembered that night like it was yesterday, because right after the festival, Daven had taken me to his chambers and subjected me to a night of forceful intercourse. He must have thought that having sex with me repeatedly would have changed something in the way I perceived him, but it only made me hate him more. Even though I usually just remained silent and endured him defiling my body, which he claimed to have owned, my chest always burned with rage whenever his hands touched me.This new festival had to be good enough for me to at least, forget about the last one to a certain extent. I didn't want to be reminded of the man who stole my innoc

Shaun's POVI couldn't sleep.Hours after I came into Lucy's room, there I was on the bed, thinking about all the ways I had messed up things with her right from the beginning. It was one thing to have been unkind to someone, and it was another to have been unkind to someone who didn't deserve such treatment at all. Someone who had already suffered enough.I already held a grudge against my father for his indirect hand in his wife's death, but finding out that he took Lucy to be his wife at such a young age further cemented all the negative feelings I had towards him. What kind of man does such a thing, if not one deeply damaged?I turned to my side, finally allowing myself to get a good look at her now that she had fallen asleep. Her face in this position looked absolutely angelic. Her soft blond locks had fallen over her face, and her lashes shuddered every now and then when she took a deep breath than usual. Beautiful as a word didn't have enough meaning to fit in how breathtaking