All Chapters of The Triplets' Regret: Bowing to Their Luna: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

They kicked the horses into a brutal, punishing gallop. We tore through the forest, riding along hidden paths that seemed completely unnavigable in the dark. I clung to the horse's mane with my bound hands, fighting a wave of intense nausea and physical agony as the rough ride battered my bruised body. The dense trees eventually gave way to open farmland, and then the terrain angled upward, climbing steep, unforgiving hills that led into the high mountains.We rode in grueling silence for hours. My body was numb from the cold and the pain. Just as the pale, gray light of dawn began to bleed across the eastern horizon, the trees broke, revealing a massive, hidden compound. It was a brutalist fortress carved directly into the side of the mountain, surrounded by high stone walls and manned watchtowers.They pulled me roughly from the horse. My legs gave out instantly, and two guards had to drag me by my arms. They marched me through heavy iron doors, down echoing stone corridors lit by f

I lost track of time the moment the heavy iron door slammed shut.Time did not exist in the lower chambers. There were no windows to catch the sun. There were no muffled sounds of the estate above. There was absolutely nothing but the freezing, damp stone walls and the heavy, terrifying silence. Guards walked past my cell on rare occasions. They slid a small tray of tasteless food through a slot at the bottom of the door twice a day, and a tin cup of stale water once. Otherwise, I was left entirely alone with the suffocating darkness.I managed to keep my mother's journal safe. It remained tucked securely into the thick folds of my dress, missed during their rough initial search. But possessing it brought me no comfort down here. Without a single sliver of light, I could not read her words. I was powerless, cold, and rapidly losing my grip on reality.The Duchess only visited me once. She arrived with a single oil lantern and a smile that made my stomach turn."Still breathing, I see.

"Where is she?" I asked, my voice weak and trembling. "The Duchess.""Captured," Thad said darkly. He carried me toward a group of waiting horses. "Along with her chief lieutenant. They are bound and under heavy guard. They will face the Alpha's justice tonight."I wanted to ask about Evelina. I wanted to ask how they knew where to look. But the adrenaline was finally leaving my system, taking my consciousness with it. The world tilted violently."Just rest, Cassia," Thad whispered, holding me steady as my eyes rolled back. "You survived. We will handle the rest."I did not fight the darkness this time. This darkness was warm, safe, and smelled entirely of them.I woke up to the smell of sterile herbs and fresh linen.I was lying on a soft, massive bed. Sunlight streamed through a set of open glass windows, carrying the gentle sounds of birds and the distant hum of the main pack compound.I lay perfectly still for a long time. I mapped the dull aches in my muscles, the sharp pain in m

The days following my rescue settled into a strange and suffocating rhythm. It became a pattern of healing that felt far more exhausting than anything I had faced inside the Duchess's dungeon.Doctor Helena visited my room twice daily. Her routine was always the same. She checked my vitals, adjusted my bandages, and scribbled notes on her clipboard. She pronounced me healthy beyond her initial expectations, noting that my body was recovering from the severe starvation and trauma with a terrifying speed. But she also noted the other marks on my skin. She tried to maintain her clinical detachment, but her eyes betrayed her."The scarring is extensive," she murmured, tracing a pale, raised line on my forearm with one gloved finger. "These marks on your back show signs of deliberate and repeated burning. This one on your thigh is consistent with a serrated blade. And these bruises right here." She gently touched my ribs, her jaw tightening. "They are healing stress fractures. These did no

The structure had been thoroughly searched by the Alpha's guards. Displaced pots and emptied supply shelves marked their investigation, but the glass walls were intact. With Mira's help, we had already begun the exhausting process of restoring order to the chaos."Miss Cassia." Mira dropped a bundle of dried lavender when she saw me at the entrance. Her face lit up with pure relief. "You are walking. Thank the moon you are up.""Thank you for managing the inventory while I was gone, Mira.""It was nothing at all." She glanced nervously at the three massive men standing by the doorway, then leaned in and lowered her voice. "They have been an absolute nightmare, miss. Pacing around the perimeter, checking your status every single hour, demanding inventory reports. It is like watching three paranoid guard dogs."Despite the exhaustion weighing on my bones, a small, rusty laugh escaped my throat. It felt strange to smile, but the cool greenhouse air felt like home."I am not a child for t