All Chapters of MY TRIPLET HYBRID STEPBROTHERS WANT ME: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

~CASSIANI couldn’t sleep.I kept tossing around the bed, unable to find any sort of rest. My brain refused to shut down.Thoughts kept roaming through my head, centering around the events of the day. But the highlight was Nyra—it was always Nyra.A grin danced on my face as the image of her in that dress played through my mind. Gods! She was beautiful in that dress.In fact, if not for Lyon’s little episode, I could have been having fun with her right now… Or at the very least, I could have been watching the fun happen.As the thoughts crossed my mind, a chuckle escaped my throat as I recalled the way Nyra and Rylan had been exchanging looks.“Hmm, naughty bastards…” I laughed as my thoughts finally made sense.It all started when Sylver had placed that punishment on Rylan. From the look in Nyra’s eyes, I knew that little spitfire would go to Rylan to give him what he couldn’t get when we were all together.My chuckle grew louder as it became crystal clear.Of course, the entertainme

~NYRAI could not believe what had just happened. My hands still trembled from the aftermath.Rylan held me, his warm hands clutching protectively around my waist as we stayed curled on the bed. Yet, I couldn't feel the comfort he so desperately wanted to bring to me.How could I? How could I wash out the images of what had happened— images of what Sylver had become?When he told me to get into the cold water of the bathtub, I knew he was losing his mind but I never thought it could get to the point of murder.Because that was the only thing I saw in those glowing eyes— murder.He was going to kill me for defiling him and maybe he would have also killed Rylan for doing the same..."You need to sleep, Nyra..." Rylan whispered against my ear. "Sylver isn't coming. Cassian will take care of him and— I will protect you—""Why?" I let out, my brain growing even more confused."I— well, it's —you are our mate. It's our job to—" Rylan started explaining but I instantly turned to face him."N

~NYRAMy heart was pounding heavily as I stared at Danielle, waiting for her to scream my secret out to the entire mansion.I was trembling as my head thought of all the terrible scenarios that could follow.How was Sylver going to react? Our parents were going to hate me…My eyes moved to Cassian, hoping he at least had some plan—since he had always been excited about the prospect of getting caught.But only a confused frown sat on Cassian’s face as he stepped further away from me, while glaring at Danielle.“Why do you need it so late anyway?” he growled, his voice barely able to hide his dissatisfaction.My eyes widened as my heart jumped in my chest at that—was he trying to confirm it or make it worse?Everything inside of me was exploding with different levels of panic as my body somehow took charge of the situation.“They—it’s in my room,” I mumbled and instantly stumbled out of Cassian’s room.I could hear Cassian mumble something that was most definitely a curse, but I ignored

~NYRACassian was filled with emotions as he said those words, yet I could see the restraint in his eyes— There was more to this madness that I didn't know about!I swallowed back my anger and took deep breaths trying to calm my nerves. When the thoughts in my head finally settled into a string of non-violent waves, I cleared my throat and faced him again."Okay, I have accepted that this is some sort of crazy mysterious disorder as you have explained. But Cassian, does it really give him the right to attack his own brother like this?" I let out, my arms flying out desperate to see understanding in his eyes.But Cassian retained that restrained expression, which only triggered my anger further and I snapped."Shouldn't he be getting help?" I hissed through gritted teeth as his silence continued. "Shouldn't Sylver be visiting a shrink? I mean— if he is as sick as you put it, then he needs help and Rylan shouldn't be allowed to suffer this!"The cold expression on Cassian's face final

~CASSIANMy eyes narrowed with shock as I looked between my brother and Nyra—both on the ground, completely passed out.The whole scene had happened so fast, I could barely even trust my own mind to have truly seen it.One minute Sylver was squeezing the life out of Nyra and the next, she was drinking blood from him. —Like actual drinking with fangs? She had fangs?Not even my mind could agree with my own thoughts. Cold air slipped through me as I cautiously approached both their unmoving bodies.I got to Sylver first, so I checked him. My fingers gently went to his neck and as I felt his pulse, a little relief washed over me.He was fine. Knocked out cold, but he was still breathing. He would definitely deal with himself.My attention then swiftly went to Nyra. I still found it hard to believe the scene that replayed in my mind.As I got to her, I lowered myself into a crouch and took a closer look at her face.There was no fang peeking out from between her lips—in fact, the only th