Novel & Cerita Golden Trio Fanart

He never let go of my hand. When we got to the forest, the young alpha crouched behind some shrubs and motioned for me to do the same. I followed suit. "Stay here," he ordered. "My horse is on the other side of the forest. I'll get my horse and circle back to you, but you mustn't leave this spot." "I won't leave this spot." I promised, but he shook his head. "No," he said. "Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess."

The air was thick with the scent of roasted meats, sweet pastries, and the earthy aroma of pack members gathered in joyous communion. I stood at the heart of it all, a focal point of their attention, yet grounded by the unwavering presence of the triplets. Each of them refused to leave my side for more than a breath, their unspoken pact a tangible shield around me. Caden’s hand lingered low on my back, a constant, reassuring weight that anchored me to his silent strength. Ryder, ever the charmer, kept whispering ridiculous, charmingly irreverent things in my ear, his breath tickling my hair, just to elicit a soft laugh or a blush, his way of keeping me grounded in the present. Jaxon was quie

She smiled and pulled down her sunglasses, so he could see that she meant it with every fiber of her being. “Mummy!” The triplets shouted at the same time as they ran to meet her. Mr. Brown gushed at how cute the triplets were. They were two girls and a boy, and it was hard to tell their differences since they were wearing identical outfits. “Oh my goodness! What are your names?” He laughed as they grabbed his hand in excitement. “My name is Jenna,” The girl declared proudly, and this is “Elena and Jaden.” “Awn, you're cute.” He complimented as they giggled and ran around him.

He caught her easily, his hands sliding down to her waist and then down to her ass as she whispered something in his ear that made him laugh. Then Killian appeared, the third triplet, he might have been quieter than the other two but he was no less lethal. Where Royce was fire, Killian was ice. Calculating. Patient and Deadly. Maddison did not hesitate. She pulled away from Royce long enough to throw herself at Killian with the same desperate enthusiasm, her fingers tangling in his shirt as she pressed a kiss to his jaw. The rage hit me fast and I could not breathe. She knew that was what made it hurt the most!