CLAIMED BY THE SAVAGE TRIPLET ALPHAS のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

IRYN'S POV It's been days after Orien and Nyall's fight, now my bond with my three mates has become more... complicated. Fenric’s aggression has increased, Nyall’s becomes possessive, and Orien... well...Orien's more flirty, although my wolf tells me that seductive is the right word to use. As for me I... I've been... idle.I'm not proud of it but I can't exactly do anything about it because neither of my mates would let me do anything.I tried voicing my opinion but it always ends with them tucking me back into bed.Goddess I can't stay in bed or in that room anymore.My back hurts from laying down all the time; I need... some movement.It's early morning so none of them are around now to stop me from heading out; Orien told me they had to do some pack duties.I wonder if it's boring considering how hard he rolled his eyes when telling me.Surely it can't be as boring as staying in the same room for over two weeks straight.I sigh; it's been that long already since I came here.

IRYN'S POV “Wider."His voice breathes in my ear while one of his hands snakes up to touch my shoulders, the other remaining on my I gulp.At this point I couldn't even understand what he was talking about.His scent------ wild pine------ crashes, over me, wrapping around me so much that I think I can taste it.I'm suddenly so aware of his touch on me, and it leaves this tingling feeling all over my body.It's a sweet feeling, but then it's causing me an ache; the feeling is so small.I want more.Breathing deeper, I lean backwards to burrow myself against his strong back, but the hand on my shoulder twitches and the grip there tightens, stopping me from moving back an inch.Puzzled and almost at the point of whining, I lean my head backwards and tilt it up to look at him.However Fenric doesn't say anything and just stares down at me, blinking only slightly.There's not much of a visible reaction from him------ which is new----- so... My lips part to ask him why he's staring at me

IRYN'S POVFenric finished teaching me by mid afternoon, although he said we'll still have more training time during the week.Training was rather stressful, but I'm glad though; I learnt something.Right now I'm at the fountain which is in the middle of the entire pack.It's the only fountain in the pack, and it's probably why most werewolves don't visit here all the time unless it's for a general meeting or something else.So I shouldn't be here, but...The air here smells of rosemary, damp water and... a tiny hint of the little white water lilies that somehow found their way into the fountain's water.I love flowers, and the water lilies here are the closest things to flowers in this pack.I've only smelled flowers once in my life------ back when I was a pup and a visiting Luna brought some flowers for the Lady Luna.So I'm glad I caught whiff of this water Lily flowers after training and traced them here.They've not bloomed yet, but they smell good.I close my eyes then and tak

IRYN'S POV "What have you been up to all morning?" Nyall asks suddenly. “I needed… something to do,” I tell him honestly, and he nods in response. “You’re allowed to need that.” Surprisingly I let out a light hearted scoff, “Try telling that to Fenric.” "Oh?" He mutters in question, raising his eyebrows at me. "And what makes you say that?" A small smile scrapes out of me then, and I tilt my head up a bit more. “He gave me a training session.” “I know,” Nyall informs me, causing me to part my lips and stare at him with a shocked look on his face. “How?” “Your scent is one of cedar oil and sawdust, along with the... familiar scent of one of Fenric's knives." He pauses then, and a little bit of a frown comes up on his face, "Iryn, I hope Fenric didn't give you a real knife." A real knife? My eyebrows dip down a bit as I answer, "No... he didn't. He gave me a wooden knife." Hearing this, Nyall lets out a small sigh, and I can't help but wonder... What would have been his r

IRYN'S POV A while later, Nyall led me out of the fountain. Actually he wanted to escort me to the quarters, but I told him I wanted to check out the pack's library. So... he took me there, and I had to mumble an apology when I... told him I wanted to read---- I mean research alone. I expected him to be angry or something, but he just nodded and even... patted the back of my head softly. I bite my bottom lip, and raise my left hand to tentatively touch the back of my head in memory of it. Bringing my hand back down to my side, I let out a sigh, my shoulders dropping a bit. I actually wanted Nyall to be here, but there's something I have to check, and I have a feeling none of my mates would be happy when they see me reading it. Right now I'm in the library at one of the far corners, completely surrounded by several bookshelves. ... And looking up, I marvel at the sight of them. You see, it's not like Omegas weren't allowed to visit the pack's library and read any bo