Semua Bab CLAIMED BY HER TRIPLET ALPHAS: Bab 31 - Bab 40

HAZELI didn’t know how long I’d been in this hellhole.There were no windows, no drop of sunlight, and no clocks, just silence and a creepy dim light that flickered over my head. It was what I envisioned hell to be like; a dark, timeless, and hopeless prison.Pissed at my father for using me as a bargaining chip, I sat on the floor with my back against the wall, wondering how I could repay him in equal folds for ruining my life. But nothing came to mind. How could I even form a coherent thought when I hadn’t eaten since I’d been locked up? The first food tray they shoved through the door went untouched. And so would several others. I had no intention of ever eating anything he gave me. Besides, I didn’t need to eat to ruin that bastard. Just as I was imagining ways to ruin him, the door scrapped open to reveal the devil himself. Alpha stepped in like he wasn’t the reason I was in this hole. Like he was stopping by for a casual chat. Like he was anything but a warden of my destru

HAZEL“On your knees,” Zephyr said.I was still blushing from Xander’s compliment when I obeyed.He undid his belt, sliding it slowly until he’d freed himself. I took him into my mouth, tasting every inch of his cock and he groaned as my lips wrapped around him. He gripped my hair gently, guiding me deeper, watching every movement with hooded eyes.Behind me, Cyrus moved in. His hands grabbed my hips roughly and then—he was slamming into me. I choked on Zephyr’s length as the sudden stretch took my breath away.“Goddamn,” Cyrus hissed. “She’s dripping already.”I whimpered, throat full, body split in two as they used me—one at each end. I was in heaven once again, right in the place I’d once referred to as hell. Zephyr thrust shallowly into my mouth. “Take it. That’s right. Our perfect girl.”Cyrus was rougher, hands tight on my waist as he slammed into me with relentless force. I moaned around Zephyr, saliva dripping from my lips as the wet sound of skin slapping echoed through the

HAZELHis eyes darkened. “If you’re telling the truth, then there won’t be any… changes.”“Ch—changes?” I echoed, voice trembling. He couldn’t possibly be suggesting searching my naked body for signs that I had sex. I would lose my damn mind if he laid a finger on my clothed body, talk more of my nakedness.His hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. “Let me check.”“No! Don’t touch me!” I pulled back, fear shooting up my spine.But he was stronger than me. So much stronger.Easily, he yanked me off the bed and shoved me toward the wall. I struggled to get away from him, but he pinned me easily with one hand on my throat.“You’ll let me check, or I’ll make it worse.” He threatened.“Never!” I tried to kick him away but he caught my leg.“We’ll see about that,” he growled and reached for my shirt.Just then—the sounds of sirens approaching made us both freeze in place. The shrill sound rang through the house, followed by a voice being blared into a megaphone: “Attention! This is the werewo

HAZELToday was the beginning of the rest of my life. A new life. A better life. The life I deserve…. And I needed everything to go perfectly. “You can still back out of this. But if you’d like to go ahead, I’ve got your back,” Zane had said to me earlier today when I finally won him over. Of course, I made it crystal clear that I wasn’t backing down, and soon, I would have everything I’ve ever wanted in the palm of my hands because I never… ever lose. “Your meeting with the shareholders starts in five minutes, Miss Cauthon,” Samantha, my assistant announced, tearing me away from my thoughts. “Right, thank you.”As soon as she smiled politely and left, I made my way out of the office, and towards the meeting venue. The boardroom was already half full when I walked in.I looked around, taking everything in when I came to the daunting realization that it was a testosterone fest in here. Gold watches. Suits. Cufflinks. Gold teeth. Wrinkled eyes.To top it off, there wasn’t a single

HAZEL“I need you to be sharper than ever today, Williams,” I said as I slid into the passenger seat. “We’re not leaving anything to chance.”“Not a damn thing. We steer the wheels of fate today, in my favor of course,” I shut the door, dragging in a deep breath. My manager gave me a short nod and a reassuring smile, tapping his tablet as the driver pulled away from the curb. “And it will, I’ve prepared a schedule that’ll make sure of it.”“Brief me then,” I urged him. “We’ve confirmed six meetings today, another four tomorrow. These next three days are crucial. If we get even 70% of those we’ve spoken to, you’ll win,” William recited almost robotically. “If,” I muttered, staring out the window.At that moment, I was reminded that there were two sides to this endeavor. That despite how detailed my plan was and how determined I was, there was still a possibility that things could go absolutely wrong. Despite that damning realization, I knew that I’d come too far to back out. That