All Chapters of The Triplets' Regret: Bowing to Their Luna: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The conference's final day arrived with ominous gray clouds gathering heavily over the neutral territories. I had one last presentation to deliver. It was a workshop on compound formulation that had been overbooked since Tuesday, but my mind was entirely elsewhere.The triplets had been increasingly agitated since the social evening. Their possessiveness, which I had initially found flattering in small doses, had mutated into something sharper and far more intense. They shadowed my every step, interrupted my casual conversations, and radiated a barely contained aggression whenever any outsider approached me."You need to stop," I told Jaren in the empty hotel corridor. The thick carpet absorbed the sound of my footsteps, making the space feel uncomfortably intimate. His tension was visible in the rigid line of his shoulders and the clenched muscles of his jaw. He looked like a coiled spring, ready to snap at the slightest provocation. "The way you have been acting is going to damage m

I forced a polite smile, though my instincts screamed at me to walk away. "Thank you. But I am not looking for any arrangements.""Nonsense," another matron dismissed with a careless wave of her hand. "Every successful woman needs a powerful partner. We have candidates of exceptional quality. Duke Ashworth is highly interested. Alpha Chen has expressed keen interest. And we just received word from the Silver Stream heir.""I am not interested in marriage proposals," I said firmly, letting my polite smile drop entirely. "I am interested in advancing the field of werewolf medicine.""But your children would be so gifted," the third matron insisted, leaning in far too close."I am entirely focused on my career at the moment. Excuse me." I tried to step around them, but they shifted in unison to block me again."Career." The lead matron laughed, a dry and condescending sound. "As if a career can replace the satisfaction of a proper mate. You are young, dear. You will change your mind when

The carriage ride back to House Vane was wrapped in a thick, contemplative silence.I sat near the window, watching the neutral territories slowly bleed into familiar pack lands. My mind was still spinning, trying to anchor itself to reality. The entire conference felt like a fever dream. The intense presentations, the public challenges, the sudden wave of recognition. Had I truly stood before two hundred medical experts and defended my life's work? Had I actually faced down the establishment and won?The proof sat on the velvet cushion beside me. A leather portfolio stuffed with business cards, formal invitations, and partnership contracts. The Consortium had offered a permanent position. The Northern Institute had submitted a tentative collaboration proposal. Seventeen different regional packs had requested my private consultation."You are very quiet today," Thad said, breaking the long silence. He sat directly across from me, his posture relaxed but observant. Jaren and Kaelen fla

I took a shaky breath, overwhelmed by the sheer scale of their support. "Thank you. All of you. For believing in me, especially during the times when I did not believe in myself.""You always believed in yourself, Cassia," Jaren said softly. "You just never had anyone willing to share the burden."I looked around the decorated hall. I looked at the working staff who had paused their endless duties just to celebrate my victory. I looked at the three Alpha heirs who had orchestrated the entire event. For the very first time since I was dragged to House Vane as a child, I felt like I actually belonged here. Not as a servant. Not as a hostage. But as an equal who had carved out her own place in the world."Where is Evelina?" I asked, suddenly noticing her glaring absence from the room.The triplets exchanged a quick, loaded glance."She is locked in her quarters," Kaelen explained. "She has refused to come out since we sent the messenger ahead with the news of your success.""Is she alrig

The morning after the celebration found me hiding in the estate’s secondary greenhouse. I was surrounded by the familiar, grounding scents of damp soil and crushed herbs. I had come here to think. I needed to process everything that had happened over the last few days and figure out what my actual future looked like.The Consortium offer was still sitting on my desk. Dr. Moss had given me two weeks to make a final decision. He made it perfectly clear that this was a rare opportunity, as the Consortium almost never recruited from outside their established academic networks.Accepting the position meant leaving House Vane. It meant packing up my life, relocating to the neutral territories, and building a completely new existence in an unfamiliar place."You are avoiding us."I turned away from my workbench. All three brothers were standing in the greenhouse doorway. Their expressions held a mixture of gentle amusement and genuine concern."I am not avoiding you," I replied, wiping my ha