All Chapters of Craved By The Alpha Triplets : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The first light of dawn bled through the trees, pale and tentative, casting long, twisting shadows across the Blackthorn sanctuary. I sat on the edge of the balcony that overlooked the training grounds, the scent of dew and earth filling my lungs. My fingers traced the faint red marks Kael had left on my neck, still tender but fading in the early morning light. The bond pulsed softly beneath my skin, a reminder that I was no longer just a human girl wandering through life—I was claimed, tethered, intertwined with three men whose presence was as intoxicating as it was overwhelming. Kael leaned against the doorway behind me, his golden eyes unreadable as he watched me. “You’re awake early,” I murmured, still groggy. He stepped closer, silent, the tension in his muscles unmistakable. “The council expects us soon,” he said, his voice low, deliberate. “We leave for the gathering at first light. I wanted you ready.” My stomach knotted. “The gathering?” Kael’s gaze softened for a fract

The forest was quieter than usual, the kind of quiet that pressed against your chest and made your heartbeat echo in your ears. The fire had burned low hours ago, leaving the clearing dim, the moonlight spilling silver across the ground. I sat between them—Kael, Lucian, and Damon—feeling the weight of their presence like a physical thing pressing against me from all sides.Kael’s gaze never left me. Every time I shifted, even slightly, I could feel it on my skin, burning and possessive. He had that feral intensity that both terrified and thrilled me, the kind that made me want to lean in and beg without knowing the words. But there was more tonight—a restraint in him I hadn’t seen before, a battle between desire and fear, guilt and claim.“You shouldn’t be here,” Kael muttered, his voice low, almost a growl. Not loud enough to break the silence, but heavy with meaning. “This… this place… it’s not safe for you.”I lifted my chin, meeting his gaze, though my chest ached from the closene

The forest felt alive in a way that made my skin crawl and my pulse race. Even after the hunters had fled, their presence—or rather, the threat they represented—lingered in the air. The scent of metal and smoke, fear and adrenaline, clung to everything: the leaves, the damp earth, my own skin. I shivered, though it wasn’t from cold. The bond thrummed under my skin, fierce and unrelenting, tying me to Kael, Lucian, and Damon in ways I couldn’t yet understand. Kael led the way, his body taut with awareness, ears twitching as he scanned the darkness ahead. Every movement was precise, calculated, a predator moving through his domain. I followed close, my fingers brushing against his hand unconsciously, needing the grounding, the certainty that I wasn’t alone. Behind us, Lucian and Damon flanked the path, silent, vigilant, their presence a constant weight pressing into me, demanding acknowledgment. “You’re quiet,” Lucian said softly, voice teasing but carrying an edge that made me start

The first light of dawn barely kissed the horizon when we emerged from the dense forest, our breaths misting in the cold morning air. The fire from the previous night had long since died out, leaving the scent of ash lingering faintly in my hair and on my clothes. I walked beside Kael, my steps tentative, still caught in the haze of yesterday’s events, my body humming with the relentless pull of the bond that tied me to them.Lucian and Damon flanked us, silent and alert, their gazes cutting through the morning fog as if they could see threats before they even existed. Their presence was protective, suffocating, and intoxicating all at once. I felt exposed, raw, yet somehow shielded by them—their power radiating like a wall around me, fierce and possessive.The forest seemed alive with whispers of danger. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig, every distant birdcall carried a tension I couldn’t shake. Kael’s ears twitched at sounds I couldn’t even hear,

The forest had never felt so alive—or so dangerous. Dawn crept lazily over the horizon, yet the mist still clung to the undergrowth like a living thing, curling around tree trunks and coiling at our feet. The night had left traces on my skin—the soreness of too many touches, the lingering heat of Kael, Lucian, and Damon—but it had also left a new certainty, a connection I could no longer deny. The bond was alive, thrumming beneath my ribs, a pulse that matched theirs and refused to be ignored.Kael led the way, moving like a shadow through the dense foliage, his senses sharp and tuned to every sound, every scent. Lucian and Damon flanked us, silent and predatory, golden eyes cutting through the fog, alert for the Council’s scouts or any other threat that dared to challenge them. I followed closely, every step reminding me of my fragility, my humanity—but also of the strange, undeniable power that the bond lent me.“You’re quiet,” Damon murmured, his voice brushing against my ear like