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CHAPTER 1: LOSE AN EAR

CELINE I almost killed a guy who had almost rap**d me. Everyone in that house had seen what he was like. Everyone had heard the things he said to me. I had warned him, I had reported him, and nobody had believed me. So when the lamp cracked against the side of his head, I think I was more surprised than he was. (But to understand how I got there, you have to go back to that evening.) Doland was my step brother, Muize’s best friend, and for two years he had treated me like something he was owed. It started with comments; like sexy, nice legs.. Then a hand on my waist whenever he squeezed past me in the kitchen. Then a slap on my backside. Then he waited outside the bathroom door until I came out. Every time, I told him to stop. Every time, he laughed like I’d told a joke. I reported it. Of course I did. I told my mother first, and she sighed, said he was a boy with a crush, and asked me not to make things awkward in her new home. I told Muize, who said I should be flattere

CHAPTER 2: THE CONFUSION

CELINE Silence swallowed the line. One second. Two. Three. I stood at the gate with my heart in my throat, bracing for it. You made your choice. “Come home, Elin.” Three words, and I fell apart. My knees gave out. I slid down the cold wall with the phone pressed to my ear, sobbing too hard to answer. “Elin. Listen to me.” His voice was low and steady, the same voice that used to talk me down from nightmares when I was seven. “Are you safe?” “I left.” I wiped my face. “A boy came into my room. I hit him with a lamp. I don’t know if he’s okay.” The line went hard and cold. “Did he touch you?” “He tried.” “Then you did exactly what you had to. You are not in trouble with me. Not now, not ever.” I pressed my fist to my mouth to keep from sobbing out loud. “I’ll send money and the address,” he said, softer. “Try to wait until morning before you travel, sweetheart. It’s safer.” “I’ll try.” “You won’t.” I could almost hear him smile. “That’s my girl. I’ll be waiting.” The money

CHAPTER 3: MATE?

CELINE I stood at the top of the stairs and stared at the empty corridor where the cold-eyed man had been. Are you blind, or something? Silver on the roadside. Ice blue on the stairs. I had seen both, and I wasn’t delirious. Maybe it's contact lenses, I decided. Rich people wear contact lenses. Colourful ones. It didn’t explain the personality, but it was the only theory I had, so I started down. Thank him. Leave. Find your father. “Well. Who do we have here?” I stopped on the last step and turned. He was leaning against a marble pillar, arms crossed, enjoying the view. Same face. Same jaw. But his eyes were light green, bright and mischievous, and his smile was the most unrepentantly flirtatious thing I had ever seen on a human being. “A pretty girl like you wouldn’t go unnoticed around here,” he said, pushing off the pillar. “How have I not seen you before?” “Alpha Zithan?” I said carefully. “Mm.” He tilted his head as if tasting the name. “Is that what you’re calling me?

CHAPTER 4: MATE PULL

CELINE The word detonated inside my chest like something physical. The pull struck again, from three directions at once, three invisible hands tugging my ribcage apart. I gripped the bar until my knuckles went white. “Triplets,” I whispered, pointing at each face in turn. Silver. Ice blue. Green. “Surprise,” said the green-eyed one, grinning. “You knew! You let me call you Zithan. You let me ask if you had a condition!” “I never said I was Zithan.” He pressed a hand to his heart. “You decided that all on your own. I merely refused to disappoint you. I’m Rythan, mate.” “And I’m Zithan,” said the silver-eyed one, his voice scraped raw. He hadn’t taken his eyes off my face. “Mate.” The third said nothing. He just stared, cold and unreadable, so still that looking at him felt like staring down a wolf that hadn’t decided whether to move. So that’s the one who called me blind. A whisper moved through the hall like wind through dry leaves. Mate. Their mate. All three? I had spent y

CHAPTER 5: CAUGHT IN AN ACT

CELINE I took the stairs two at a time, my phone pressed to my ear. It rang four times, then went to voicemail. I hung up and tried again. Voicemail. My fingers shook so badly I mistyped the message three times. Me: I’m at a big stone house with iron gates. I’m coming out. Delivered. Not read. My chest still ached where the rejection had torn through it, every breath like inhaling broken glass. But somewhere beyond those doors was the one person on earth who had said “come home” I took the last flight at a half-run, eyes on my screen, and walked directly into a wall. Except the walls didn’t catch me. Two hands closed around my arms. “Watch where you’re going, little mate.” Low and warm and saturated with amusement, like he had been waiting at the bottom of these stairs for me to crash into him and had enjoyed every second of it. I looked up. Green eyes. A slow, unrepentant smile. “Rythan? How did you get down here before me?” “Back stairs. I told you, I will never lose.” H

CHAPTER 6: BROKEN HEART

CELINE The silence was worse than anything he could have said. My father stood at the bottom of the stairs, his gaze moving slowly between me and Rythan, like he was giving himself time to process something his brain refused to accept. He didn’t shout. He didn’t move. He just stood there with that quiet fury that was somehow ten times more terrifying than screaming. This was not the reunion I had imagined on that flight. In my head it had been warm. He would see me, and something would click back into place after all these years of silence. Maybe he would hug me. Maybe I would cry. Instead he had walked in on his daughter pinned against a wall at the foot of his staircase, her fists twisted in a man’s shirt and her lips still swollen from his kiss. Rythan leaned against the wall with his arms loosely crossed, looking like a man who had been caught doing absolutely nothing. No shame. No remorse. Just that easy half smile, like it lived on his face. I wanted to push him down the s

CHAPTER 7: FAVOURITE MEAL (r18+)

CELINE After crying my eyes out, my father didn't ask me to explain anything — but I explained everything anyway. How much I had endured. How I had gotten Doland into that situation. Every ugly detail I had been carrying alone for longer than I could properly count. He didn't judge me. Didn't scold me. Just listened with that quiet, patient attention that I had forgotten he was capable of, and when I was done he pulled me close and whispered against my hair. "I'm proud of you, my girl. I'm glad you finally fought back." He led me to a different room after that. The room was large and beautifully decorated, unmistakably feminine in its style. My favorite paintings hung on the walls. The curtains, the bedding, the throw cushions — everything was purple. My favorite colour. Every tiny detail is exactly right. He had prepared this room before I even called him. My throat tightened as I looked around it. He had never stopped waiting for me to come home. Not once. He gently tucked m

CHAPTER 8: KYTHAN CRUDITY

CELINE I stood in front of the mirror for the tenth time, smoothing the skirt of the blue floral gown I had worn, and told myself to breathe. It wasn't working. The anxiety crawling across my skin refused to be reasoned with. In approximately five minutes I was going to walk downstairs and sit across from my new family, my three mates, my father's new wife. What if she resented my father for having a daughter she hadn't known about? What if she looked at me and saw a problem? And then there was the other thought. The one I kept pushing away and kept coming back to regardless. Kythan. The Ice blue eyes. Cold stare. Would he even come down? Would he sit at the same table and look straight through me the way he always did? I pressed my hand flat against my sternum, exhaled slowly, and walked out of the purple room. I gripped the railing as I made my way downstairs, my steps slow and deliberate, each one bringing me closer to something I wasn't entirely sure I was ready for. T

CHAPTER 9: COMFORT (R8+)

CELINE The moment I stepped into my room I fell onto the bed and let myself break. My shoulders shook violently. No matter how many times I reminded myself that I had heard those words before ‘wolfless, unattractive’ they kept replaying on a loop. Kythan's voice delivered them with such cold clinical detachment, like he was stating facts rather than detonating grenades. I cried harder than I expected to. Harder than I wanted to. I had genuinely believed his coldness was simply unfamiliarity — that with time, with proximity, something would soften. That he would come around the way people did when they stopped being strangers. Right now I hate him. Slowly, completely, with everything I had. Knock. Knock. I dragged my tear-filled gaze to the door and straightened slightly. "Come in, Father." My voice came out fractured and small. The door opened slowly, and it wasn't my father. Queen Uria stepped inside, her ice blue eyes finding me immediately, and the expression that cross

CHAPTER 10 :THE INVITE

RYTHAN BLACKTHORNE — (Wolf: Razhan) We stepped out of Celine's room and pulled the door shut behind us. Zithan walked beside me in complete silence. Which was somehow more terrifying than anything I could have said. I could feel Sylvan — his wolf — brewing in quiet fury beneath that calm exterior. But Zithan being Zithan was holding him in check with that iron composure I had spent twenty eight years failing to replicate. When Zithan went quiet like this, really quiet — it meant someone was about to have a very bad day. Today that someone was Kythan. My own anger wasn't far behind either. How could someone look at a woman like Celine and choose those particular words? How could he sit across from her, deliver them in that flat clinical voice, and just — walk away? She was our mate. She deserved better. And the thing was, none of us had missed it. Not from the very first moment she arrived. All three of us had felt it before we fully understood what it was. Not the mate bond

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