All Chapters of The Alpha’s Secret Triplets: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Caught you!

Cindy’s POVThe silence of my bedroom was a lie.To Mom and Dad, I was just a girl sitting on her bed with her eyes closed. They saw a peaceful house in Oakhaven. Every refrigerator hum in the neighborhood sounded like a jet engine, every heartbeat in the house next door sounded like a drum.I leaned my head against the cool glass window, trying to find the one thread I’d hooked into earlier.Six hundred miles away.I let my breath out slowly, visualizing the sound as a silver wire stretching across the dark heart of the country. I bypassed the static of the local radio towers and the white noise of the highway traffic. I searched for the specific, filtered resonance of an air-conditioned room and the hushed, arrogant tones of men who thought they were invisible.“...the Alpha’s soul is a dead battery,” a voice hissed. It was sharp, like a razor blade. “But the children... the children are exactly what we need.”I shivered, as the cold from the window glass seeped into my skin. I cou

The beginning

Zack’s POVMany years ago…"Young master! Young master, wake up! Please, you must wake up!"The voice didn't belong in my dream. It was too loud, too high-pitched, and filled with raw terror that tore me violently out of sleep. I sat up in my bed, my heart instantly hammering against my ribs.My manservant, Thomas, was standing by the door. His shirt was untucked, his hair disheveled, and his face was completely drained of color. He was trembling so hard he had to grip the doorframe to keep from collapsing."What is it?" I demanded, throwing the heavy blankets aside. I was only fourteen, but my wolf was already large, and his instincts were sharp. The air in the pack house felt heavy, thick with the scent of the bitter, coppery smell of distress. "Thomas, talk to me.""It’s the Alpha," Thomas choked out, a sob catching in his throat. "Your father. He's... he's dying, young master. The healers say he won't make it to dawn."The world went completely silent. The warmth in my bedroom ev

Shitty father

Zack’s POVI furrowed my brow, my confusion briefly overriding my desperation. "The mountain? What does that even mean? It's a rock.""The Silver-Crest house is built upon the bones of a sleeping god," the shaman explained, his voice growing solemn as he pointed to the granite wall behind him. "And the mountain is begging to be alive. It wants a voice, a heart. You, Zack... you can save your father’s life, but only if you make an oath to the mountain. You must promise to always appease it.""Appease it how?" I asked, finding the whole thing absolutely ridiculous. But my father's grey, lifeless face was burned into my mind, and I would have promised to jump off a cliff if it meant bringing him back."It will not need any appeasement for many years," the shaman said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It will sleep, and your father will walk, and you will grow strong. But the moment the mountain starts demanding something from you... you must give it. “No matter what it asks. Do you und

Seal their fate

Zack’s POVWith every pulse of the corporate rig, the mountain beneath our feet groaned like a waking beast pulling itself out of a deep grave. The sheer force of it made the soles of my boots thrum.And then, they fell from the sky.The first Synthetic wolf landed ten feet away with a bone-jarring metallic thud. It didn't slide or struggle for balance; its titanium claws bit directly into the ancient ground, leaving deep, silver scars in the rock. More followed, dropping from the cliffs like heavy rain. Their red optical sensors flickered in the dust, locking onto us."Colin, hold the line!" I roared, my voice barely cutting through the screaming wind.Colin took a step forward, his legs shaking under the sudden strain. He slammed his hands onto the earth. The coppery veins in his arms flared so bright they shone through his jacket, and a wall of stone erupted from the dirt, intercepting three lunging Synthetics. The impact sounded like artillery fire; shattered metal and cracking st

His death?

Zack’s POV"I know!" I cried. "I know, Elena! I’ve lived with the guilt of it every single day!"A massive crack shattered the air. Colin’s wall exploded into a thousand fragments of flying stone. The Synthetics lunged through the gap, as their red eyes glowed in the dust, with their jaws wide.At the same moment, the ground beneath the triplets liquefied.The solid granite of the North Ridge began to turn into a swirling, hungry whirlpool of liquid black stone, pulling Colin, Cindy, and Caleb down. Caleb let out a terrified cry as the stone swallowed him up to his waist, his silver light violently being sucked down into the earth's crust."Mom! Dad!" Cindy screamed, her wind-shield collapsing as she sank into the ground. "It’s pulling us under! It’s heavy! It’s too heavy!"Elena lunged forward, trying to grab Cindy’s hand, but a Synthetic wolf cut her off, its titanium jaws snapped at her arm. She managed to dodge, but she was thrown back, away from the kids, pinned by the numerous s

Back to the beginning

Elena’s POV The explosion of golden-red light felt like a physical shockwave of absolute gravity that blew the breath straight out of my lungs. I was thrown backward onto the cold wall, the glare was so blinding it seared the back of my eyelids. I spun around, shielding the triplets behind my body. We were surrounded. The Synthetic wolves had stopped their frenzied attacks, standing in a silent, terrifying ring in front of us. Their red optical eyes pulsed in unison. Behind them stood the soldiers of Aesir Dynamics, their high-tech rifles pointed directly at my children. We were trapped, and there was no place left to go. The mountain’s surface had frozen back into solid stone, locking Colin and Cindy’s boots to the ground. "You have no business here, Dr. Willow," a woman said, her voice was smooth, almost disappointed. "You’ve played your part. But the contract has been validated." I clutched my iron wrench tightly, my knuckles aching. "Touch my children and I will tear th

You should not have returned

Elena’s POVSoon enough, we arrived at Rashford territory; my childhood cage."Mom?" Cindy’s voice came from the back of the car seat. She had her knees pulled to her chest, her nose-canceling headphones resting around her neck. "The air... it feels thick. Like I’m breathing water.""It’s the swamp, baby," I said, my voice tighter than I wanted it to be. My hands were practically glued to the steering wheel, and my knuckles ached. "The water here absorbs the sound. It dampens everything. It’s... a quiet place."But it wasn't a peaceful quiet. It was the silence of a choked throat.In the rearview mirror, I saw Colin staring out the window at the dark, murky water flanking the road. The coppery glow in his skin had faded to a dull bronze. "The ground is soft," he muttered, his fingers twitching. "I can’t find a vein of iron or granite anywhere. It’s just mud. Decaying leaves. If I try to anchor us, the earth just... slips.""Don't try," I warned, my eyes darting to Caleb.My youngest t

Kind?

Elena’s POVEven though my children were grown and almost my height, I instinctively shielded them from my uncle, pulling them together behind me. My hand pressed back against Colin’s chest, feeling the heat radiating from him, while my other arm kept Cindy and Caleb pinned close."Uncle Kael, please. Don't look at my children that way. I only came here because I'm in dire need of your help," I said as my voice trembled slightly despite my desperate attempts to keep it steady.I never knew a day would come when I would have to face this monster again. Looking at him now, the damp swamp fog clung to his long coat like a shroud, my skin crawled with the ghosts of a hundred cold nights spent shivering in his cellar."Relax, Elena. I only want to meet my grand-nephews and niece. Quite the reunion, if you ask me," Kael said, his eyes glowing with a faint, oily yellow light that I couldn't quite place. His gaze flicked over my shoulder, lingering on the triplets, probably measuring their

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Elena’s POVMy heart skipped a beat. “What does that even mean? What business do you have with Zack that you're being nice to us?“Zack saved me. That's all that matters,” Kael said, focusing on the road ahead.That piece of information didn't sit right with me. Even children felt the awkwardness as they exchanged wary glances.I didn't think any sort of explanation would justify Zack’s actions. He knew exactly how Kael abused me, how I ran for my life, and he still went ahead to help him? How?Or was Kael just making things up? I didn't know what to believe anymore.Zack had spent his life fighting the dark corners of the supernatural world. The idea of him saving a ruthless, parasitic sorcerer like Kael felt like a puzzle piece from a completely different set. But Kael refused to elaborate, his gaunt face hardened into an unreadable mask as he led us up the rotting steps of the Rashford Manor.The manor was just as I remembered it: a crumbling, grand structure of dark cypress wood,

Trust you?

Elena’s POV"No," I repeated, my voice was barely a whisper, but it cut through the damp chill of the parlor like a blade. "You will not touch her. Neither of you will."I stepped deeper into the space between the Shaman and my daughter. Behind me, Cindy’s fingers dug into the fabric of my jacket, I could feel the fear oozing off her and that broke my heart.She could hear the Shaman's rotten, rhythmic heartbeat; she could hear the ancient stone mountain grinding Zack’s soul into dust hundreds of miles away. It was a suffocating sensory overload."Elena," Kael sighed, with a sickeningly paternal mock-pity in his yellow-green eyes. "You always let your emotions blind you. If you don't choose, the mountain will take Zack, and you will lose him. At least this way, your daughter becomes the vessel for the greatest Alpha the north has ever known. Think of the power.""She is a child, Kael! Not a cup for you to fill!" I snarled, as my hand tightened on the iron wrench in my pocket.Before

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