MATED TO MY POSSESSIVE BULLIES: THE ALPHA TRIPLETS
They tormented me all through my growing up, it only makes sense that they were the biggest pain in my ass in this prison yard.
“No unauthorized use of power, you freak.” He smirked. “Or you are going to be taken to the red house.”
The smell of blood filled the air as I scratched Devon, my breath seizing in my throat, tears filling my eyes as my throat burned hard in my throat.
Fuck the red house. The last thought I had as I focused a mental blast to Devon, but my body froze before I could.
Devon’s eyes widened, and his grip loosened, making me land on the floor flat.