Semua Bab Triplet Alpha's Bullied Luna: Bab 111 - Bab 115

Eileen’s POVI sat there in the cold, stinking room Lina had locked me in, trying to steady my breathing. The air was thick and foul—metallic with the scent of old blood and rot. I could still hear her laughter echoing in my ears. My hands clenched into fists. She had tricked me. Used me. Lied to my face while holding her cursed child like some kind of trophy. She thought she had won. But I wasn’t done. I wasn't going to give up. I would never let her and the dark lord use me to hurt all those innocent people.I let out a breath, they had used the one weakness they knew I had, Amber. She was the bait and I took the bait foolishly. I bit my lower lip, it turned out they didn't just want me for the informations I had, there was something more to this story.I refused to sit there and be some helpless pawn in her twisted game. I wasn’t just anyone. I was Eileen, Luna of the Blackwood Pack. I was a mother, a warrior, and I’d survived worse than this. She had taken my trust, stolen my peac

Eileen's POV"What?"I blinked. "What do you mean 'here'?""He's surrounded Blackwood. With his army. Eileen... there are hundreds of werewolves with him. It’s an invasion."My heart stopped. "No... no, that can't be. We’ve barely recovered. We just ended the witches. Amber just got set free."He nodded grimly. "I know. And the Alpha triplets are outside right now, trying to hold the front lines. They're stalling him, but it won't last. He came for war."I staggered back, the weight of his words crushing down on me. Jason. That bastard. After everything, he still wanted to destroy us."Then Amber can't stay here," I said, suddenly breathless. "She can’t be anywhere near this.""I agree," Alex said quickly.I grabbed his hand and looked him straight in the eyes. "Alex, you have to protect her. With your life. No hesitation. If anything happens to me, you raise her. You keep her safe. You keep her happy.

Eileen's POVFlashback continues.."What's going on here"Still dazed, barely conscious, he turned his head to the side. Through blurred vision, he saw his father charging through the grass—but not toward him. No. His father dropped to his knees beside his sister, scooping her up as if she were made of glass. There wasn’t even a glance in his direction."Oh heavens, Selene!" His father panicked and carried her out of there. He was too worried about her to even angry at him.He remembered the chill that went down his spine. The realization. He wasn’t the one they were worried about.He tried to call out. A whisper. Nothing came.Minutes passed—long, heavy, silent minutes—and he thought he might die right there. And maybe no one would notice. Leaving him to die seemed like something his father would happily do.Eventually, someone came. A servant. Eyes wide, trembling hands. She gasped when she saw him, bloodied and bent. She carried him back, whispering apologies, as if she knew it was