All Chapters of HIDDEN HOWL: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

TRINITYThe palace loomed ahead, its tall spires reaching for the heavens, casting long shadows over the courtyard as we approached. The walk back from the woods had been quiet, the exhilaration of the hunt still lingering in the air. My legs felt heavy, both from the thrill of running with the triplets and the weight of my own thoughts.As we neared the entrance, the massive doors creaked open, revealing Alpha Nader waiting for us. His posture was regal, his hands clasped behind his back, and his piercing eyes studied us as we ascended the stairs. A warm smile tugged at his lips, though there was an edge of curiosity in his gaze.“How did it go?” he asked, his deep voice carrying authority yet laced with genuine interest. “Did you all have fun?”The triplets each responded with affirmations, their voices blending together in a chorus of "It was great," "We had fun," and "Everything went well." They didn’t linger, their strides purposeful as they headed inside, leaving me standing the

TRINITYWhen I opened my eyes, it was to the soft light filtering through the curtains and the sharp but dull ache pounding at my temple. Everything felt hazy, my surroundings spinning for a moment before settling into clarity. My head felt heavy, like someone had stuffed it with cotton. As I tried to push myself upright, a shadow loomed above me, startling me into stillness.Nasir.He stood there, his tall frame partially blocking the light, his expression unreadable. In his hand was a small wad of cotton wool, damp and speckled with something red. My blood.“Stay still,” he murmured, his voice softer than I had ever heard it. There was no edge, no sharp command—just quiet insistence.I flinched slightly as he crouched beside me, his face now level with mine. He reached out with careful hands and gently dabbed at the tender spot on my forehead. I hissed at the sting, but to my surprise, he didn’t react with impatience. Instead, his movements grew even more delicate, as if he feared c

TRINITYThe next morning, I woke with a strange lightness in my chest. For the first time in weeks, I didn’t feel the weight of constant scrutiny or hostility pressing down on me. As I got dressed and stepped out of my room, I realized I was smiling—a real, genuine smile.Maybe it was the absence of my cousins, whose malicious presence had tainted every corner of the palace. Or maybe it was the shift in Nasir’s demeanor. He was still sharp and guarded, but there was a softness now, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. Whatever the reason, I felt free in a way I hadn’t for a long time.Humming softly, I made my way down the grand staircase, the sound of my steps echoing faintly in the spacious hall. My fingers trailed along the ornate banister as I descended, and a spring had somehow found its way into my step.As I reached the main floor, the smell of freshly baked bread and sizzling bacon wafted toward me, making my stomach rumble in anticipation. I followed the scent, drawn to t

XERXES The night was still and peaceful, the soft babble of the creek the only sound as I watched Trinity sleep. The moonlight filtered through the canopy above, casting a silvery glow over her face. Her features were delicate, relaxed in sleep, a stark contrast to the guarded expression she wore during the day. She looked... serene, almost otherworldly, as though the chaos of her world couldn’t touch her in this moment.So this is what she looked like when she wasn't looking over her shoulder. I felt this strange sensation at the thought.Could it be guilt? I don't know. What I do know is that I should be able to protect her. She should feel safe here with me, not constantly threatened.I leaned back on my elbows, studying her. There was something about her that was quietly captivating—like a puzzle I didn’t quite know how to solve. She wasn’t what I had expected from the woman I thought would be my mate, and certainly not what I had wanted at first. But now... now I wasn’t so sure

TRINITYThe training room stretched wide before me, its walls lined with racks of weapons ranging from gleaming swords to well-worn staves. The faint scent of sweat and steel lingered in the air, and the floor bore the scuffs and marks of countless sparring sessions. Standing at the center with a staff clutched tightly in my hands, I felt a bead of sweat roll down my back as the triplets circled me like predators sizing up their prey.“Loosen your grip,” Liam instructed, stepping forward. His voice was calm and encouraging, but his stance was firm. “If you hold it too tight, your movements will be stiff, and you’ll tire out quickly.”I glanced down at my hands, my fingers wrapped tightly around the smooth wood. Slowly, I adjusted my grip, loosening it as he’d said. When I looked back up, he nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips.“Better. Now, let’s see if you can block.”Before I could prepare, Liam lunged forward, his movements fluid and precise. My heart raced as I instinctively