All Chapters of The triplets who claimed me : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51Soraya’s POV“That son of a bitch… Silas cursed under his breath when he saw the chip and I equally agreed with his words.“He can’t track us anymore,” I replied about crushing it when Silas stopped me."Soraya, wait!" Silas hissed, his hand shooting out to grab my ankle before I could bring my foot down. He was leaning against the log, his face pale as he pressed a clump of moss against the bleeding cut on his neck. "If you smash it, the signal goes dead. If the tracker stops moving or completely vanishes from their monitors, your parents' recovery team will know we found it. They’ll immediately lock down the entire perimeter."I looked down at the blinking light, my chest heaving as the distant sound of heavy boots crunching through the underbrush grew louder. They were closing in."Then I’ll take it," I whispered, the realization hitting me with a sudden, calm clarity. My wolf, Maya, paced in the back of my mind, practically begging to run. "I'll use my speed. I can run

Chapter 53 Soraya's POV The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence. I blinked, stretching my arms above my head, a slow smile spreading across my face because for the first time in what felt like centuries, the heavy, bone-deep exhaustion that usually anchored me to the mattress was gone. I had just had the best sleep I’d had in ages. *I just want to sleep in for another five hours,* a voice grumbled. It was deep and definitely belonged to Jax. *Would it kill you to just say that out loud?* I thought back, the response slipping from my mind before I could even stop it. The silence that followed was absolute. Jax’s head snapped toward me, his dark eyes wide with an emotion I had never seen on his face before: pure, unadulterated shock. I sat up quickly, clutching the blanket to my chest, staring back at him. My heart hammered against my ribs, not from fear, but from the sudden, overwhelming warmth that thrummed beneath my skin. We stared at each other, the

Chapter 55Soraya’s POVLucius pulled his phone from his pocket, his thumbs moving quickly across the screen before he turned the display toward the seer. A picture of the man in question.Madeline leaned forward, her striking, youthful eyes narrowing as she studied the face in the picture. The silence in the cozy room stretched so long that the only sound was the crackle of the wood fire in the hearth. Slowly, she shook her head, a soft sigh leaving her lips."No," she murmured, looking up at Lucius. "I don't know him. I have never seen this man in my life.""Maybe you’ve heard about him?" Lucius pressed.But Madeline’s face remained troubled, her white hair catching the orange glow of the fire as she looked back down at the image. "I can’t say I know everyone in your bloodline. But..." She paused, her breath hitching slightly as her wise eyes widened. "There was something strange that happened the day you three were born. A piece of information your mother went to great lengths to h

Chapter 57Soraya’s POVI stood there, completely stunned by the sheer nerve of this man. He was actually asking me out. He was doing it with a straight face while the three men I belonged to were standing right across the room.I pulled my hands away from the silver gift box like it was covered in venom. Without saying another word, I shoved the box hard against Matthew’s chest, my knuckles hitting his thick coat."Absolutely not," I said, keeping my voice low but furious. "Keep your gift. And don't ever speak to me like that again."Matthew didn't flinch. He didn't even look angry. Instead, his grin just grew wider, making the jagged silver scar across his eye wrinkle up. He looked like he was playing a game and I had just made an entertaining move. He quietly slid the box back into his pocket and gave me a mocking little bow."There's no rush, Soraya," he said, his voice dropping into a quiet, creepy whisper that made my skin crawl. "Power changes things around here. You'll realize

Chapter 59Soraya’s POVThe king size bed felt like sleeping on a rock. I tossed and turned for hours, staring up at the ceiling, but sleep wouldn't come. It wasn't just the memory of John’s face in the basement that kept me awake. It was my chest.Deep inside the bond, right where the connection to the triplets usually felt warm and solid, something was wrong with Silas. It didn't feel like he was hurt or in danger. It felt like a door closing. There was a sudden, cold distance growing between us, like he was pulling his energy back into himself and locking it away behind a wall.By the time the sun finally came up, the exhaustion had completely wiped me out, forcing me into a few hours of restless sleep.When I finally woke up and walked into the main sitting room of the suite, all three brothers were already there. The room smelled of hot coffee and old parchment. Silas was sitting on the edge of the velvet couch, tossing a small silver dagger into the air and catching it by the hi