Semua Bab Want By All Three Alpha Brothers : Bab 11 - Bab 20

"Miranda. It is me." The voice was familiar. Hayden. Miranda's heart lurched. She moved to the door but did not open it. "Hayden? You cannot be here. You will ruin the ritual." "I do not care about the ritual." His voice was low, urgent. "Open the door." "No." Miranda pressed her hand against the rough wood. "If anyone finds out you came here, they will say you influenced the test. I will be condemned before it even begins." "Miranda, listen to me. Someone is coming for you tonight." Her blood went cold. "What?" "Open the door. Please." Miranda's hands shook as she lifted the latch. The door swung open. Hayden stood there in the darkness, his silver-grey eyes catching the moonlight. He looked tense, ready for a fight. "What are you talking about?" Miranda asked. Hayden glanced over his shoulder into the dark woods before stepping closer. "I received intelligence an hour ago. Moonstone Pack sent assassins. They are planning to kill you before the Purity Test." Miranda's legs

The secured room was in the main house, surrounded by guards and warded with protective magic Vera had placed herself. Miranda sat on a sofa, exhausted but unable to sleep. The three brothers refused to leave despite Bernard's protests about protocol. After the assassination attempt, no one had the heart to argue with them. Kyson paced near the window, his mind clearly working through problems. Hayden stood guard by the door, arms crossed, watching everyone who passed in the hallway. Lucas sat beside Miranda, close but not touching, just being present. "We need to talk about what happens after," Kyson said suddenly, breaking the heavy silence. "After what?" Miranda asked. "After you pass the test." Kyson turned to face her, his amber eyes serious. "If the test proves the bonds are real, we need a plan. The pack will not accept chaos." "You mean they will not accept three Alphas fighting over one Luna," Hayden said from his position by the door. "Exactly." Kyson looked at his bro

Miranda was still screaming. The light from the full moon was blinding now, turning the entire clearing bright as midday. She could not see the pack anymore, could not see the brothers, could not see anything except the burning white light that consumed everything. The power drove deeper into her soul, no longer just examining. It was tearing through her, stripping away every layer of protection, every wall she had ever built around herself. Every memory played out in vivid detail. Not just to her. She could feel the Moon Goddess Herself watching, seeing everything Miranda had ever been. Her childhood. Learning to read with her father. Playing in the woods with Sasha when they were both small and innocent. Her first shift into wolf form. The pain and the glory of it. Her mother's face. Miranda barely remembered her, but now the memories surfaced sharp and clear. Her mother's gentle hands teaching her to sense injuries, to channel warmth and healing into wounded flesh. *"You have

Miranda woke to sunlight and pain.Every muscle in her body screamed. Her bones felt like they had been shattered and reassembled wrong. Even breathing hurt.She groaned and tried to sit up. A hand on her shoulder gently pushed her back down."Easy," Hayden's voice said. "You have been asleep for sixteen hours."Miranda's eyes focused slowly. All three brothers were in her room. Hayden sat on the edge of her bed. Kyson stood by the window, looking like he had not slept at all. Lucas was in a chair pulled close, dark circles under his eyes."How do you feel?" Kyson asked."Like I died and came back," Miranda croaked. Her throat was raw."Technically, parts of you did," Lucas said quietly. "The Purity Test burns away everything false. What remains is pure truth. Your body is recovering from that."Miranda pushed herself up more carefully this time. Hayden helped, adjusting pillows behind her back. Every movement sent new waves of pain through her muscles."Here." Kyson brought over a tr

Hayden did not ease her into it. Miranda had barely finished her tea when he walked into the training ground at dawn, tossed her a practice sword, and said: "Come." She caught it with both hands. The weight was wrong immediately. Too heavy on the left side, or maybe she was holding it wrong. She adjusted her grip and tried to look like she knew what she was doing. From the expression on Hayden's face, she was not succeeding. "Have you ever fought before?" he asked. "I defended myself in the mall," she said. "Daniel had his hands around your throat. That is not a fight. That is a survival moment." He moved to the center of the ground. "Come at me." She did. He stepped aside without effort and she stumbled past him. "Again." She went again. He deflected her wrist, turned her momentum back on itself, and she hit the dirt on one knee. She got up. He did not offer a hand. She did not ask for one. They went for an hour. Miranda fell four times. She lost the sword twic