Lahat ng Kabanata ng RESISTING MY COCKY ALPHA STEPBROTHERS : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Marcus's POVI ran through the forest faster than I had ever moved in my entire life. My wolf form pushed beyond normal limits and my muscles screamed in protest but I could not slow down.Skylar was dying. My niece and my sister's daughter were burning through her life force to protect others and I was the only one who could save her.The bond I shared with her through blood was weaker than her mate bonds but I still felt her distantly. A flickering candle in the darkness that grew dimmer with each passing minute."Hold on," I whispered though she could not hear me. "Just hold on a little longer."The terrain blurred past me. Trees and rocks and streams all became obstacles to dodge rather than landmarks to navigate by. My lungs burned and my heart hammered but I pushed harder.My sister's face flashed through my mind. She had died protecting Skylar before the girl was even born and had sacrificed everything to give her daughter a chance at life. I would not fail her now.The moon-to

 Ross's POVI moved before my mind caught up. One second Glenda was lunging. The next thing I knew, I was between her and Skylar with my hands locked around Glenda's wrists.Her claws stopped inches from Skylar's throat. The silver chains had broken and Glenda fought with the strength of someone who had absolutely nothing left to lose."Stand down," I commanded but my alpha voice had no effect. Glenda was beyond reason now and beyond caring about consequences.She twisted in my grip and her eyes were wild. Not with hope of escape but with desperate rage that wanted only one thing. Death."Let me go," she snarled. "Let me finish this.""Guards," Myron called out. Three pack warriors rushed forward to help restrain her.But Glenda was not trying to survive. She was trying to force us to kill her. Every move she made was designed to escalate and to push us past the point where mercy was possible.She kicked out and ca

 Myron's POVThe next few hours were the most terrifying of my entire life. I had faced enemies and fought battles and survived things that should have killed me but nothing compared to watching Skylar suffer.She was in agony. Her body struggled with the complicated delivery and every contraction tore through her like she was being ripped apart. The healers worked frantically trying to reposition the babies but nothing seemed to help.Through the soul bond, I experienced every moment of her pain. It was nearly unbearable. Ross felt it too and his face was white and his hands shook as he gripped Skylar's."I am here," I whispered to her. "We are both here. You are not alone."She could not answer. The pain was too intense. Sweat soaked her hair and her breathing came in short gasps. She was fighting with everything she had but I could feel her strength fading.The healers moved around us in controlled chaos. Orders were shouted.

 Ross's POVThe voice belonged to something I could not see clearly. A shape that was more light than form and more feeling than substance. It manifested in the nursery between our floating children and us."Do not be afraid," the being said. Her voice was female and ancient and carried the weight of countless years. "I am a guardian. I have watched over supernatural beings since the beginning."My instinct was to attack and to protect my children from whatever this was. But something in her presence stopped me. There was no threat here only purpose."What is happening to them?" Skylar demanded. Her voice shook but she stood firm. "Why are they floating? What was that about a prophecy?"The guardian turned her luminous form toward the triplets. "They are awakening to what they are meant to be. The Trinity. Three children born of three parents uniting werewolf and lycan bloodlines.""That is just genetics," Myron said. "Not proph

 Myron's POVMy heart shattered at Kai's question. Are we alone? Three words that carried the weight of every fear a child could have about not belonging.I looked at Ross and Skylar. Through the bond, I felt their pain matching mine. Our children were hurting and we needed to fix it."Come here," I said gently. "All three of you."Ryder and Luna appeared from their rooms where they had been doing homework. They sensed something was wrong and their faces showed concern for their brother.We gathered in the living room. Three children who looked seven but were only five. Three extraordinary beings who just wanted to know where they fit in the world."You are not alone," I said firmly. "You are not freaks. You are special and there is a difference.""The kids at school do not think so," Kai said quietly. "They say we are too different. That we do not belong with them."Ross knelt beside the children. "Your mother and