Novel & Cerita Ambush Of The Quadruplets

“I—” I opened my mouth, ready to refuse again, but the sound from my stomach cut me off. A growling noise, like the roar of a monster, interrupted the argument. Heat crept up my cheeks as I realized my body had betrayed me at the worst possible moment. Ryder was still staring at me, and I swore the corner of his mouth twitched as if he were holding back a smile. I crossed my arms over my chest and avoided their gaze, swallowing my embarrassment. When was the last time I ate? I couldn't remember. My mind was filled with all sorts of terrible thoughts, and my appetite had vanished. I couldn't sit here while my triplets were starving out there.

I knew then we were Fucked and the war began. Alex pov... I stare at the forest changing into my tribrid form as my enemies line around my barrier. Amber was staring at them all unimpressed but me, I looked at them as if they wanted to hurt my family. I growled loudly as they took a defense stance and what I presume was the leader of their army stepped forward prancing about.

While Jayson kept quiet, Hayden curtly eyed the table before moving on with his food because if anything, he wants to waste no time at getting out of here pretty quick. Soon the quintuplets were done with their meals and as much as Keira hates it, this time she was supposed to follow the rest of the maids today go pack up the plates and clear the table. The quintuplets moved out of their seats and started walking out of the hall. But Westley stayed back and roots a feet out as soon as Keira approached the table. Keira having not seen the trap, she tripped and Westley rolled up his leg and started following behind the other.

I could feel their presence as we drew nearer. The first door in the long hallway was empty and dark; no one was there. “Don't worry, we will find them. They have to be here somewhere,” Kai assured me as we continued moving forward, stopping and checking each closed door we passed. Some were empty like the first ones; most were filled with wine and servants hiding from the ongoing attack. We reached a room that was relatively quiet and peaceful. As we were about to turn away, I spotted three small figures curled up on a bed. They slept soundly. My heart leaped for joy when I recognized them: Cameron, Chase, and Cassandra, our triplets were safe.

"You can't? You can't? You rejected me. You threw me out. You left me to die in the woods with your children in my belly —" "My children?" The words hung in the air. Luna clamped her mouth shut. Too late. She'd said too much. Kael stared at her. His grey eyes were wide. His face was pale. His whole body was trembling. "The quadruplets," he said slowly. "The four children you brought here. They're —" "They're mine." "Luna —"

Caleb purred from the console, his long fingers casually sliding beneath the edge of the keyboard to prime the internal pressure plates. "Kill them," Dominic commanded flatly. The sanctuary exploded into a chaotic, deafening hell of automatic gunfire. Before the first rounds could clear the muzzle brakes, Asher lunged forward with a feral, primitive roar, his body shielding mine as he tackled the nearest operative directly into the quartz kitchen island. The impact shattered the heavy stone counter into glittering fragments. Ethan’s matte-black handgun barked four times with blinding, lethal precision, dropping two operatives into the rising puddles of water leaking through the breached fram

" one lady said loudly which caused others to hurriedly from their respective rooms. Porishma came out of her room and found familiar faces in the crowd. She closed her eyes to control her anger. She took a glance at her parents' pictures and shook her head negatively because of the storm they were creating at her newly founded happiness. Newly born quadruplets of Arjun-Pashika and Chase of Daniel-Maria started crying because of all the loud noises. Pashika and Maria went back to them. Carlos and Nivaan went with Pashika and Maria to help them.

“Why do there appear to be four of him?” “Father,” I began carefully, trying to steady my breath. “These are Kavian’s brothers. They’re… quadruplets.” Gasps rippled among the growing crowd. More pack members had gathered, whispering and pointing, unable to look away. Aunt Vivian appeared next, her sharp eyes widening in astonishment as she took in the sight of the brothers—each a mirror image of the other, yet somehow distinct in aura and presence. My throat tightened. The words I needed to say—they’re my mates—hovered at the edge of my tongue but refused to leave. My palms were slick with sweat, and I could feel my heart pounding hard enough to echo in my ears.

I expected to hear my neck crack as it hit the hard ground, but strong arms caught my fall and pressed me close to a warm body. My heart began to beat faster. “What is your name?” my eyes darted to another man approaching us, all having the same face, and I shuddered at how identical they were. Sweet goddess, quadruplets?! How was anyone supposed to tell four of them apart?! They smiled at once, and then one said, “No one ever does.” I squeaked, clamping a hand over my mouth. There was no doubt about the fact that I was mute. Words weren’t coming out from my mouth now, so how were they reading my thoughts?

But oh well, what she wanted to happen will never happen, because they won't let it happen. As the quadraplets thought so with a smile, they clenched the paper they each received from their kids, though Axel was a bit off from the three of them as he crouched down and just stared at the hair that had fallen at the ground at some point, but still with the same fascination on his face like what his other brothers expression have. "...." It's weird, but not too much weird for these quadraplets to do. -- "Are you sure you all want to do this?"