All Chapters of Her Rebirth , His Regret: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Elaria One year later…“Sit down Dyrion and don't eat your sister's hair Dom," I grumble softly as I place my basket of dry laundry on a table. My triplets giggle cheerfully as they run after each other in circles. It's been a years since I had them. Since I made the decision to keep them safe from their paternal family. Surprisingly, I had given birth to three babies. At first I was expecting two due to that first accident but as the moon goddess had it. I delivered three babies instead. Three beautiful babies that have been my bundle of joy since I gave birth to them.“Mommy, can we have candy today? We have been good puppies since today," Daisy mumbles gleefully. “You can but promise me you won't get your shirt dirty."“I won't." She giggles and runs off with her brothers. The front door cracks open a Williams walks carrying s basket of fresh fruits. “This just arrived and Rosalie said I should give it to you," he says with a grunt as he places the basket on the table in the

Dyrion POV Mommy has been acting strange lately. She barely talks to anyone and gets cranky at the mention of a particular name. I am Dyrion. The first of my siblings and I am a very smart little kid. Quite sensitive as can tell when someone is lying. Like mommy when uncle Williams asks her about that man. "I wonder who our daddy is. Mommy never talks about him." Daisy pouts sadly. “Maybe, Daddy is a bad man and mommy is running away from him," Dom says deflatedly. "I don't think so. I have a feeling it has to do with something inside Mommy's book," I say and they both gasp. “You read through Mommy's book? I thought she warned us never to touch it," Daisy points out which is true. But I am not the one to keep to rules. “Don't be a whiny. There are things you learn when you take both steps," I counter her, as I wobble towards the shelf where Mom keeps her books. “I think it's a bad idea." Daisy is always the scardy cat. The goody two shoes. I get tired of her whining all

Elaria“Oh my goddess, I told you not to touch this book. Why don't you listen?” I scold the two of them as I flip through the pages.“Mommy, we are sorry. We didn't mean to touch. We were…” Dyrion sniffles, and I sigh. He always gets dramatic when I scold him.Dom says nothing. He simply rests against Alaric's arm as if nothing happened.“Don't be mad at them. I'm sure they won't do it again.”“Oh, please. You don't know these kids more than I do. They are chaotic. Except when they have their sister around. Speaking of which, where is Daisy?”“Finally, you asked. She's inside the book.”My fingers stop moving.“What?”Dyrion points at the book.“She fell inside.”I look at Dom. He gives a small nod.“Show me.”I turn the book toward them. The page is no longer the one I remember. A dark forest fills it, and tiny black marks crawl along the bottom.“Where did she go?”“We don't know,” Dom says quietly. “The page changed after she disappeared.”My stomach twists.“Oh my baby”Nothing.

Author's POV “We have located their location, Grandmaster. They are hiding within the walls of the Graceland pack." The guard remains on his knees, head bowing to the throne. Majestically sitting on his throne, the Grandmaster smiles through his mask. Cold sweat trails down the guards face as he awaits his master's response. “Quite a clever woman she is. Hiding near the eastern border without leaving a trace. My dear, your daughter never ceases to amaze me." The Grandmaster rubs his thumb over the diamond ring on his index finger. Hanging above the throne room is the portrait of a fine lady, fair in skin and with a burning golden hair cascading down her shoulders. Elaria's mother's portrait remained a remarkable feature in the Grandmaster's room. “What else do I need to know?" The Grandmaster turns to the portrait. “She has triplets and they look exactly like the Grand mistress and her daughter. But I was only able to meet two of them. And…" the guard trails off knowing the w

Alaric If anyone told me, Graceland would be my safe haven, I would have locked that person up in the dungeon. But here I was, eyes following every step she takes. Back and forth, from the table to the stove. It's a brand new day and I am more interested on her than what she's cooking. My eyes lowers down to her ass. It's bigger than the last time I saw her and don't get me started with her chest. They are fuller and rounder. “Are you looking at my chest?" I slowly peel my eyes from them to her angry face. “Pervert." I smile and sit forward resting my arms on the table. “I can't admire my wife's assets anymore? Is that it?" “Our marriage was a contract." “It's still official." “No, it was a scam." She crosses the dinning room into the corridor then appears again with the triplets. All three drowsy from sleep. “Mommy, Daddy good morning." The word Daddy sounds like music to my ears. They are so cute I feel like gifting them individual estates. “How about this? I g