Todos os capítulos de Triplet Alphas Want Me Back: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Axel's POV [An unforgettable night with the red haired woman]I hated how good it felt, how hot it felt, when her tongue traced the line of my neck.She started slow, just the tip, warm and deliberate, following the ridge of muscle from just below my ear down toward my collarbone. The first pass was almost gentle. The second lingered. By the third, she had found the spot that made my breath catch, and she stayed there, pressing the flat of her tongue against my skin before drawing it upward again in a long, wet glide.I closed my eyes.The sweetness of it was almost unfair. Her mouth was soft, her breath hotter still, and every slow stroke sent a low current under my skin. I could feel the shape of her lips when she paused to kiss the place she’d just tasted, then the return of that warm tongue, unhurried, tasting me like she had all the time in the world. My hand found her hip without thinking. Fingers tightened. She made a quiet sound against my throat—approval, or satisfaction—and

Axel's POVThe guards had already retreated through the alley. Royce had covered their escape, and the remaining servants had disappeared around the corner. We were the last ones left.The right-hand man had also pulled his men back. He knew he had bought himself enough time.I had moved towards him in anger, and my brothers had tried to restrain me, giving the enemy enough room to surround us. They had formed a circle around us, but they were too afraid to attack.Killian had restrained me and talked sense into me, making me see the reason behind his appeal."We cannot win this fight like this," he had said. "You are angry. You are not thinking clearly. If you die here, Ingrid's death means nothing."My breathing had been heavy. Killian had stared directly into my eyes."She saved you so you could live. Now we will try to get her justice."For a moment, I couldn't speak.I stared into Killian's eyes, feeling the anger inside me slowly turn into something colder. He was right. Ingrid

Axel's POVI felt like I was a failure. I had failed the people that rooted for me, the ones that stood by me and stuck their necks out for me.Disappointment was my ordeal. I let down the comrades that trusted me with their lives. I sold them a dream of victory, of bringing Donovan to book and making him pay for all the havoc he had wrecked, but that dream became a mirage.The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the smell.It was damp, metallic, and heavy with something I couldn't immediately identify. My head throbbed badly, and when I tried to move, a sharp pain travelled from the back of my skull down my neck. I groaned and slowly pushed myself up, only to feel cold iron beneath my palms.I looked around. This wasn't where I had expected to be. I wasn't inside Donovan's territory.I had expected to wake up somewhere inside the Red Moon Pack, perhaps in one of Donovan's buildings or even in a hidden room where they could interrogate me. Instead, I was sitting on the flo

Axel's POV Pain tore through my body the moment I regained consciousness. I instinctively moved my hand toward my ribs, but the movement sent another wave of agony through me, forcing a groan from my throat. My head felt heavy, my vision was blurry, and every part of my body seemed to ache as though I had been beaten for hours. The Moon Goddess had really given up on me. I slowly opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling above me. It was white, but the light hanging from it was painfully bright. I tried to sit up, but the moment my body moved, a sharp pain shot through my ribs. "Fuck!" I fell back against the bed and breathed heavily. White Wolf, that bastard had stabbed me. I remembered the cold metal entering my side, the look on his face, and the way he had calmly told me that I had trusted the wrong prisoner. I touched the bandage wrapped tightly around my ribs and winced. So they had brought me to the infirmary. I turned my head and began studying the room. It was larger tha

Axel's POV[Despair in prison]Looking at Killian, I felt hope, hope for fulfilling the mission that brought me to Redmoon Pack. Hope for redeeming myself again.The right-hand man to Donovan had taken something vital away from me, and I needed to get it back. I needed to exact my revenge, and Killian's presence gave me that.“There’s a problem,” he said. “We are running out of time and labour, with nobody to take action from the outside. If we call back the Patriarch, we might be able to use his army to get you guys out, but his daughter is dead.”I sighed deeply. I knew that was probably a bad idea. I couldn't face the Patriarch of the Pishan tribe. I couldn't go ahead and tell him that his daughter was dead. It was an impossible thing to do.I was already harboring enough guilt for one day. I couldn't go ahead and add to the pains in my heart. The father's face alone would break me, and the last resolve I had.I looked toward the door. "How long will it last?""How long will what l