All Chapters of Sacrificial Bride For The Possessive Triplet Lycan Princes : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Isabella's POV I stormed out of the Beta mansion, the ground quickly with each step I took. Before I knew it I was standing before the triplet prince’s. As usual Raphael was the first to reach out, spreading his arms like he was expecting me to run into them. I gave him a once over now that I had seen beyond his mask, I knew I had to be more cautious with him. “It going to take us 3 hours to get back home, but don't worry it'll pass like a flash, especially with yours truly keeping you company,” he gave me his signature smirk, proudly showing off his perfect dentures.Darn those good looks! “Actually if it was possible…” I spawn my attention over to Lucas, “can I ride with you instead?” He looked baffled, but quickly fell back to his usual disinterested pout. “Raphael has already given you an invitation,” he said, but not as rigidly as I expected this gave me the courage to chip a little bit at his refusal. “That's right, I've already given you an invitation, Ella Please D

Isabella's POV The preparations for the mating ceremony began immediately, every moment felt like a dream that I would wake out of anytime with Linda yelling down at me that I needed to begin my morning chores and yet I would break out of it and find myself still in the palace. Each day I was dotted on and taken care of, it was almost to the point of infantilization. There was hardly anything I had to do for myself if I drop the cup someone else would swoop in and pick it up for me before I got the chance to do so myself. It was a little strange, I had accustomed myself to always do in everything alone and even carrying the burdens of others. To think that someone like me would be waited on hand and foot. Maybe this really was a dream. That wasn't the only thing that perplexed me. A whole week had passed since my arrival, and even after all this time that had passed they had not still come to see me yet that is the triplets. Part of me felt inevitably betrayed. Maybe

Isabella Pov Damien wasn't outgoing like Raphael but he was closed off in a different way than Lucas, his brothers were expressive in their own way but he seemed to withhold his own feelings. This made him mostly unreadable and quite unpredictable. So even as I was staring straight into his eyes I couldn't get a single clue on how he was feeling, instead he just got up. “Nothing's wrong,” he muttered beneath his breath and then he left. I wanted to grab him by his collar and drag him back demanding for answers. But that wouldn't look half as threatening as it sounded when he was taller than me, and built like a truck. Margie came to attend to me after Damien left and I was done with my meal, which was something that was always hard to come by for me so leaving so much wasted on the plates felt like a crime even though every bite I made into the food couldn't be distinguished from chewing rubber. I couldn't even tell if he was angry at me or not, it looked like he defended me wh

Isabella Pov What didn't I know? That was the question that was now banging in my cranium. The way he said it, sounding unsure of himself. A strange silence fell upon the brothers instantly, none of them even dared to breathe and then it was Lucas that broke it. “Damien, what sort of twisted joke is that? Why wouldn't she know?” There was a slight tremble in his voice, and I almost wanted to burst into the lounge and just ask them directly to stop speaking in riddles and just say what had to be said. “She doesn't act like she knows, most people would be more scared if they were going to die,” I gasped, my survival instinct kicked in faster, slamming my palm quickly but soundlessly over my mouth before it could escape and reach the ears of the princes. With my heart lodged somewhere in my throat I waited to see if they would notice, the longest silence passed by, stretched on for centuries until it immediately shattered when Raphael growled. “Damien, she knows…we already have t

Isabella's POV I made sure that I acted as naturally as possible without garnering suspicion from Damian, he was a man of few words but something told me that it was because he listened and watched a lot more than he spoke. Which means that if I act even a little bit suspicious he might report to his brothers immediately, security around this place was already tense and I had not yet formulated a good escape plan. If they were now on my neck that would make escape practically impossible if I was being generous to myself. They might completely give away every pretense of catering to me and just lock me. All three of us shifted and were running through the woods with careless abandon, I noticed how free and fast Connie's blonde wolf was, she hardly seemed deterred even if she tripped or lost her balance and would just get up again and keep running. And this happened often enough to raise a flag for concern. I mind linked Damien.“Doesn't she get the chance to shift often?” I