All Chapters of Claimed By The Three Alpha Princes: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Barbara’s pov By the time I got back to the dorm, my entire body ached from all the vigorous and rigorous exercise and workouts Tristan had made me go through. It was not the normal kind of ache and definitely wasn’t the soft, dull soreness that comes after a long day. This time around, it was deeper and sharper like my muscles had been pushed past their limits and were now quietly protesting every movement I made. I dropped my bag on the floor and shut the door behind me with my foot, letting out a slow breath as I leaned against it. Training with Tristan was a whole lot to process and deal with. He didn’t hold back like I thought he would. I thought maybe he would have empathy because I’m a girl but I was wrong. And the worst part was that I didn’t want him to, because every time he pushed me harder and every time he told me to go faster, hit stronger, react quicker, something inside me answered like my body knew what to do before I did and like it had been waiting for this.

Tristan’s povI knew something was off the moment I saw her walking by her side, it didn’t look like it was dramatic because there was no lightning and no sudden tension in the air.Everything just felt wrong and terrible which made something in me awaken. Instead, it was the kind of wrong you don’t notice at first until your instincts start scratching at the back of your mind.I was already halfway to the training ground with my often worn hoodie slung over my shoulder, that was when I spotted someone walking ahead of me. I spotted ahead.It was Barbara.She wasn’t dressed like she was just taking a stroll around the gym, she was actually walking alone and it was toward the forest that was behind the school. The forest is very notorious for having lots of injuries and horrible tales that are tied to it.I slowed my steps slightly, frowning as I headed to talk to her. “That’s new,” I muttered.She didn’t usually come this way, especially not alone. The times I’ve seen her here was eit

Barbara’s povBy the time my last class ended, my brain felt like it had been torn apart or used dry and i fully knew it wasn’t just from the stressful lectures and dozen of notes, and it wasn't from trying to keep up with everything that was being thrown at me.The real reason was everything else that was layered on top of the terrible headaches and stressful schedule I had to deal with for the day.The sleepwalking, walking to the forest, the way I had no memory of actually leaving my room, the idea of being stopped and guided by Tristan and him being the one who found me made it a bit better and also terrible.I slowly looked at the bracelet that was still wrapped around my wrist like a quiet reminder that something about me was not right and I needed to know what it was.I exhaled slowly as I stepped out into the cold air, adjusting my bag on my shoulder. All I could think of was my training for the day, that was my plan after my lectures.It’s so odd how it has turned into my str

Barbara’s povI barely slept that night.Every little sound made me jump, every creak outside the dorm door. Every shadow moving beneath the crack under it and even the soft rustling of trees outside the window felt wrong somehow.The letter stayed hidden beneath my pillow the entire night, but somehow, it still felt like it was staring at me, watching me and waiting.I turned over for what felt like the hundredth time before finally giving up and sitting upright on my bed.The room was dark except for the faint moonlight slipping through the curtains.Lily was asleep.At least, I thought she was.She had started spending more nights outside lately, sometimes with Jeremiah, sometimes just wandering campus with him until late hours but tonight she had come back early and immediately passed out.Part of me wanted to wake her.Tell her everything, show her the letter.But another part of me hesitated.Because what if this was nothing?What if I was overreacting?Or worse..What if telli

Tristan’s povThe letter wasn’t sitting well with me, it wasn’t because it was threatening and also wasn’t because someone thought they could intimidate her into making her stay away from us.But it was because someone had gotten close enough to do it. It was quite obvious that the person who did it had to be someone close to her. Someone she really trusts and tells everything.And that meant one thing.This wasn’t random. It was deliberate.I had spent the entire afternoon replaying Barbara’s face when she handed me the envelope. She tried to look calm and controlled but her fingers had tightened around it like it burned.She doesn’t get scared easily.That’s what made this different and I didn’t like it.When I reached the dorm, the atmosphere inside was exactly what I expected loud, chaotic, and slightly dramatic.Jeremiah was arguing with Geoffrey about something involving a sketchbook and “artistic disrespect.”I shut the door behind me without saying anything.Both of them pa