All Chapters of Pregnant After My Triplets Mate Rejected Me: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Chapter 111: What should I do?

Chapter 111: Vivian's Pov "You look tired," Sable says.I look up from the tea I haven't touched. "I'm fine.""You're not fine. You've been sitting in this exact chair for three hours doing nothing." She sits across from me, and there's something careful in the way she does it, like she's approaching something breakable. "Vivian. Tell me what's happening."I look at my cousin... the one person who has stayed through every terrible decision I've made in the last several months, who told me clearly when the photograph was cruel and when the rumor was worse and who has never once told me to stop, only that I should think harder about what stopping might mean."It's over," I say. "The Council investigation into Father is moving forward regardless of anything I do. The triplets are unified. Their father withdrew his ultimatum — I heard that from one of the estate staff who overheard my father's calls. Even Kyle Blackthorn has apparently decided the omega and her son are worth protecting.

Chapter 112: Wtf happened to my son

Chapter 112: Elara's POV My phone rings during a patient consultation.I glance at it out of habit, ready to silence it, and the name on the screen stops my hand halfway to the button.Serena.She never calls during the day. She texts, casual updates about whatever she and Landon have gotten up to, photos of block towers and fort inspections and the small ordinary details of a grandmother falling in love with a grandson she didn't know existed three weeks ago. She doesn't call."Excuse me," I say to my patient. "I need to take this."I step into the hallway. My hand is already unsteady before I answer, some instinct in my chest tightening before I've heard a single word."Serena?""Elara." Her voice is wrong. Shaking, high, nothing like the steady warm woman who's been sitting at my kitchen table for three weeks. "Elara, I need you to listen to me carefully.""What happened." The words come out flat, clinical, the specific calm I've trained myself to use in emergencies even as every

Chapter 113: The abduction

Chapter 113: Ryker's POV "Talk to me. Now."I'm three minutes from the park when I get Elias on the phone, and my voice comes out flatter and colder than I've heard it in years, the specific register I haven't needed since Shadow Ridge — the one that shuts down everything except function."Pack security has secured the treeline entry point," Elias says. "No visual on the boy or the abductors. I've pulled the footage from the market square cameras, three individuals, unfamiliar faces, moved with clear coordination. This wasn't opportunistic. It was planned.""Vehicle?""None visible. Which means they're moving on foot through the forest, or they had transport waiting somewhere off the main paths."I turn the corner into the park at a dead run and the scene hits me all at once Serena on her knees near the fountain, Elara standing over her with a phone pressed to her ear and a face gone completely white, pack security already fanning into the treeline with the organized precision I bui

Chapter 114: We found him

Chapter 114: Ronan's POV The scent hits me the moment I clear the treeline.Landon's specific mix of soap and wool and something underneath that's just him, just his blood, and beneath it three unfamiliar scents overlapping in a way that tells me exactly how many hands have been on him in the last twenty minutes. I don't think. I move, wolf close enough to the surface that my vision has sharpened into something more precise than human sight, every sound in the forest suddenly distinct and separate — birds, wind, the distant rush of the stream that cuts through this section of woodland.I've always tracked on instinct rather than strategy. Ryker builds cases and Rafe reads terrain like a chess board, calculating every angle before he commits. I just follow the scent and let my body do what it was built to do, and right now that instinct is the only thing standing between my son and whatever Vivian Kane thinks she's accomplishing with this.The trail runs northeast, clean and unbroken

Chapter 115: Vivian took my son

Chapter 115: Rafe's Pov "You need an appointment to be here."The guard steps into my path at the Kane estate entrance, hand already moving toward his sidearm, and I don't slow down. I take his wrist before the weapon clears its holster, twist, and he's on the ground with a sound that's more surprise than pain before he fully registers what happened.The second guard comes from my left. I redirect his charge into the stone pillar beside the door and he goes down without getting a hand on me.I walk through the front door."Victor Kane," I say, to the first member of staff I encounter, an older man in formal dress who takes one look at my face and points, wordlessly, toward the east wing. I go.I find him in his study, exactly where I expected — behind a mahogany desk, phone already in his hand, mid-conversation with someone about the Council investigation from the sound of the fragment I catch before he sees me and drops the phone entirely."What is the meaning of — ""Vivian took La

Chapter 116: I'm shifting

Chapter 116: Elara's POV "Faster," I say, though I'm already running as fast as my legs will carry me, the search party spreading out around me through the dark forest, pack security moving with the coordinated precision Ryker built into this territory months ago.Something is happening in my chest that has nothing to do with fear.Fear I understand. Fear has lived in me constantly since Serena's phone call sharp, immediate, the specific animal terror of a mother whose child is somewhere she cannot see. This is different. This is older, deeper, something that feels like it's been sleeping under my skin for twenty-four years and has just, suddenly, violently, woken up.The bond is roaring.Not the low warm hum I've grown accustomed to over the last several months. Something enormous, something that presses against the inside of my ribs like it's trying to break out through bone, and underneath it underneath the bond, deeper than the bond, in a place I've never once felt anything bef

Chapter 117: She shifted?

Chapter 117: Ryker's POV "Breach on my signal," I say into the radio, and Ronan and Rafe both go silent on the other end, waiting.We're positioned at three points around the caretaker's cottage... Ronan at the front, Rafe at the side entrance he scouted while I was still four minutes out, me at the rear where a narrow window looks like the weakest structural point. The building is old, wood rotting at the corners, exactly the kind of forgotten property that makes sense for someone trying to hide something without drawing attention.I can hear Landon's voice through the wall.Calm. Explaining something, from the cadence of it, the specific rhythm he uses when he's walking someone through a structural concept they haven't quite grasped yet."Now," I say.Three doors go down simultaneously, Ronan's shoulder through the front, splintering old wood like it's nothing, Rafe through the side with the controlled efficiency of a man who has done this a hundred times, and me through the back

Chapter 118: We're going to be okay.

Chapter 118: Elara's POV "Mom."Landon breaks from Ronan's arms before anyone can stop him, running across the room, and I drop to my knees to catch him because my legs won't hold both the power currently pouring through me and the weight of him at the same time.He hits me hard, arms wrapping around my neck, and I hold him so tightly I'm probably hurting him and I cannot make myself loosen my grip even slightly.The power recedes.It happens gradually, like a tide going out, the enormous roaring thing that carried me through the forest slowly settling back into something smaller and more manageable, folding itself back under my skin like it's satisfied now, like it did exactly what it needed to do and is willing to wait for whatever comes next. My vision returns to its normal edges. The light fades from my hands. My heartbeat finds its regular rhythm again.I am shaking.Landon is not.He pulls back slightly, just enough to look at my face, and pats my back with the specific gentle

Chapter 120: He said he wasn't aware of her plans

Chapter 119: Rafe's Pov "Vivian Kane, you're under pack authority custody."The Silverveil security officer says it flatly, professionally, and Vivian doesn't resist doesn't try to run, doesn't argue, just stands from where she's been sitting against the wall and holds out her hands for the restraints with the specific defeated compliance of someone who has fully accepted the shape of what's coming.I watch from the doorway.The caretaker's cottage is chaos now, pack medics checking Landon over despite his insistence that he's fine, officers documenting the scene, Elias already on the phone with the Council coordinating an emergency filing. I stand at the edge of it all and watch Vivian being led toward the waiting vehicle, and I feel something in my chest finally, fully release.Months of tension. Since the school hallway, since we first understood what Elara had built alone and what danger had followed us into her life. Since the rogue wolves and the school threat and the photogra

Chapter 120: We got him back three days ago.

Chapter 120: Elara's POV I wake to sunlight and the sound of Landon breathing beside me.For a moment I just lie there, letting my body catch up to consciousness slowly, listening to the specific rhythm of his sleep...deep, steady, the particular boneless sprawl children fall into when they've finally, fully let their guard down. My own bedroom, my own cottage, the kitchen wall fully repaired now, everything smelling like home instead of smoke.We got him back three days ago.I lie still and take stock of myself the way I take stock of every patient, running through what's changed and what hasn't, cataloguing the specific shape of what happened to me in that forest.The wolf is there.Not roaring, not scratching at anything, not the enormous overwhelming presence that carried me through the trees toward my son's voice. Just... present. Settled under my skin like it's always been there, patient, waiting, content now that it's finally been acknowledged. I press my palm flat against my

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