Todos os capítulos de Triplet Alphas Want Me Back: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Axel's POV[Journeying for Hailey]When a journey got dangerous, we called it a perilous journey.These were perilous times, times that would dictate the fate of Hallow Hades. Times that would open a phase for a series of battles or a season that would be dictated by one wise decision.We needed diplomacy as well as firmness. If we went into a pack with our alpha status and directly challenged the hierarchy of power, we'd be igniting a fire that would not be extinguished easily.If I acted on impulse, believing the rumors from an informant, then I'd be shooting myself in the leg. Some perpetrators of evil would actually cause trouble, deliberately incite an incident, and pay informants to share false updates with kings, alphas, and pack rulers, whetting the battle groups for an unplanned war.I knew even if the Donovans were responsible for the demise and disappearance of my men, there were other ways to assert discipline and vengeance without necessarily going to war and putting the

Axel’s POV [Road to Redmond Pack] The journey was meant to be a hitch-free one, but pestilences and peril waited like a snare and a bait to entrap us in the belly of despair and mediocrity. But in my negligence, I had actually thought about the downsides of this journey, and if I'd faced issues as Killian had suspected, then I needed to find a path for escape. And as my worst fear was upon us, I needed to get direction before even thinking of action. “Which path do we take? The mountains or the forest?” I turned to Killian. He looked exhausted. “Oh, now you want my opinion after you've screwed up?” he groaned. “Work with me, Killian. We can't stay here crying over spilled milk while these guys close in on us.” Killian looked toward the mountains, then back toward the forest. His eyes moved between the two paths as the sounds of the approaching men grew louder behind us. “The forest,” he finally said. “The mountains will leave us exposed.” Royce nodded. “But they are in the b

Axel's POV The presence of this man changed everything. An emissary to Donovan could only act in his stead. If we got out of this ambush alive, we would definitely have our pound of flesh on Donovan or probably get to the root of everything. Killian looked at me. “You think Donovan is behind this?” “Who else would send this many men after us?” I whispered, measuring the length of the cliff. Royce clenched his fist. “Then we take him down.” “Not yet.” I looked toward the cliff. “Even if we fight to the death, we will put the lives of these little ones in danger.” My eyes softened as I stared at the servants before me and the guards standing with us. They looked determined to fight with us to the death, and I couldn't afford to lose any one of these five. So I couldn't act rashly based on impulse. I stared at the waterfall, my eyes fixed on one particular spot. “What are you thinking?” Royce asked. “There.” I pointed down towards an opening. A narrow opening could be seen bene

Axel’s POV Something was terribly wrong. Irooh was meant to be in charge of the cave's opening, but he was gone. Gone to where? The question remained unanswered inside my head, like a puzzle so difficult to solve. His disappearance made me uncomfortably desperate. Was he abducted by the members of the abducting crew? Did he simply walk away from the duties assigned to him? I stared at Royce, then at Killian. We seemed to be having the same dilemma, but words could not express the contents hidden in the deepest parts of our troubled hearts. “What do we do? Do we abandon the mission and return to Hallow Hades? Do we go home to recoup?” Killian asked. “Everything except that.” Royce frowned. “We can't just abandon the mission now. What happens to the lead? What if we are ambushed on our way back?” I knew the stakes. But Irooh's disappearance was paramount to the mission's success. If he was killed, it was far better than simply disappearing. There was something dangerous about the

Axel's POVMy life was plagued by uncertainty. My future and security were slipping away from my fingers like sand pouring through a broken fist, disappearing like the wild wind from the east.The universe was indeed generous to people who took its benevolence for granted. If not, tell me why the Moon Goddess, in all her splendor, would hand over a mate to me and I would reject her.Now I had a second chance at love; an opportunity was given to me on a silver platter. If I couldn't have beauty adorned in gold, a lover who could have filled the vacuum in my heart, then at least I could be compensated with a precious gift just as appealing. She came with red hair and emerald green eyes.But under my watch, she was struck down like a lamb for sacrifice, a helpless victim, pure and undeserving of the knife.Her life was fading like a dying candle, fading into the darkness, and in that moment, I panicked. I stood there frozen cold and unable to move.“Don't just stand there, do something!”