All Chapters of MATED TO THE ALPHA TRIPLETS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kael POVThe Walls Are No Longer SafeSleep had become a stranger.Not just for me.For the entire palace.The silence that once brought peace now carried tension, like every shadow hid something waiting to strike.I stood in the war room, staring down at the territory map spread across the table.Red markings covered sections of land that had once been strong.Now…They were failing.Lucien stood across from me, arms folded, eyes scanning every symbol carefully.Riven paced behind us like a caged wolf, restless and angry.“We can’t keep reacting,” he muttered.“We need to strike first.”Lucien shook his head slightly.“Strike who?” he asked calmly.“We don’t know her exact location yet.”Riven stopped pacing.“That doesn’t mean we sit here doing nothing while our wolves drop dead.”His frustration wasn’t wrong.None of this felt like control.It felt like being hunted.And I hated that feeling.“We reinforce the palace first,” I said firmly.Riven frowned.“The palace is already guar

Kael POVThe First Death InsideThe moment the howl faded, I knew.Something had crossed the line.Not outside.Not in the forest.Inside.The palace.That alone made every muscle in my body tighten with warning.I stepped into the corridor outside Hannah’s room, Lucien already waiting there. Riven joined seconds later, his fists clenched tightly.“What now?” he muttered.Before I could answerFootsteps thundered down the hallway.Fast.Uncontrolled.A guard rushed toward us, breath uneven, face pale.That alone told me this wasn’t routine.“What happened?” I demanded.The guard swallowed hard.“Alpha… there’s been an incident.”My chest tightened.“Speak.”He hesitated.Then forced the words out.“A servant has been found… dead.”Silence slammed into the hallway.Heavy.Unforgiving.Riven stepped forward instantly.“Where?”“Lower kitchen corridor,” the guard replied.Lucien’s expression darkened.“How long ago?”“Minutes,” the guard said.That was enough.We moved immediately.No de

Lucien POVInto the TunnelsThe torches flickered like they knew something we didn’t.Like even fire feared what waited beneath the palace.I walked ahead of the search party, boots striking against the old stone floor of the underground passage. The air down here smelled different.Old.Damp.Forgotten.No one had walked these tunnels in years.Maybe decades.Which made them the perfect hiding place.Riven followed closely behind me, holding a torch high while scanning the walls carefully.Kael walked beside us, silent but alert, every movement sharp and calculated.“How many tunnels are there?” Riven muttered.“Too many,” Kael answered.“That helpful, brother,” Riven replied dryly.I ignored them both, focusing instead on the markings carved into the stone walls.Ancient symbols.Half-erased.Faded by time.But still there.Still dangerous.“This place shouldn’t be abandoned,” I said quietly.Kael glanced at me.“It wasn’t meant to be,” he replied.“But time made people forget.”For

Riven POVThe Next StrikeFinding that tunnel beneath Hannah’s room changed everything.Everything.No more guessing.No more hoping.Selene wasn’t outside.She wasn’t watching from afar.She was inside our territory.Inside our palace.Moving beneath us like a snake in the dark.And I hated snakes.I stood in the main corridor, arms crossed tightly over my chest, watching guards rush past carrying tools, ropes, and torches.Every entrance.Every passage.Every forgotten corner was being searched.Kael’s orders.Lucien’s planning.My enforcement.Together, we were locking this place down tighter than ever before.Still…It didn’t feel like enough.Nothing felt like enough anymore.“Report,” I barked as a guard approached.“Tunnel sealed beneath the eastern wing,” he replied quickly.“Western wing secured as well.”Good.But not good enough.Because we were still reacting.Still fixing damage instead of preventing it.Lucien stepped into the corridor moments later, his expression sharp

Lucien POVThe Pattern Reveals ItselfThe healer’s body changed everything.Servants were one thing.Healers were another.But this…This was strategy.Calculated.Purposeful.Deliberate.I crouched beside the symbol burned into the stone floor, studying every line carefully. The edges still glowed faintly, pulsing with leftover energy.Fresh.Very fresh.“She didn’t rush this,” I murmured.Kael stood behind me, silent but tense.Riven paced nearby like a predator waiting to strike.“What do you see?” Kael asked.I traced the edge of the symbol without touching it.“This isn’t just draining,” I said.“This is collecting.”Riven stopped pacing.“Collecting what?”“Power,” I replied.Silence followed.Heavy.Dangerous.Kael stepped closer.“For what purpose?”That was the question.The one that mattered most.I studied the structure again.The design.The pattern.And then…Something clicked.Cold realization settled deep in my chest.“She’s building toward something,” I said quietly.R