Rejected By Alpha, Claimed By the Tyrant Rogue’s
I shrieked, my hands pulling at my own hair as hot, burning tears streamed down my pale face, soaking into the white pillowcase.
"He’s fine! He has to be fine! Liam's enforcers just kicked my ribs, they didn't touch my womb that much, I made sure of it! Please, someone say something!"
Helios, the eldest of the triplets, stepped closer to the bed. He wore a dark suit, his face calm but his eyes dark with a deep, hidden intensity. He sat down gently on the edge of my mattress, reaching out to wrap his large, warm hand completely over my trembling, blood-stained fingers.