Novel & Cerita Long Lost Triplets

"Trapped. Helpless. Easy targets." Zara nodded. "That's what I'm afraid of." "You need to tell us everything," Alexei said. "No more secrets. If we're going to die in a few hours, we deserve to know the truth." Zara looked at the guards. Two of them now, both alert. She waited until they started talking to each other, distracted. "Mom had triplets," Zara began quietly. "Twenty seven years ago. Project Apex was experimenting with genetic enhancement in utero. They'd failed dozens of times. Dead fetuses. Miscarriages. Mothers who died during delivery."

They were so perfect. Luna had given birth to her triplets two months ago. Two girls and a boy and all three were healthy despite coming early at thirty-four weeks. She and Kael were exhausted but managing with help from both packs. Her mother had stayed to help and surprisingly the two of them had rebuilt their relationship through late-night feedings and diaper changes. I loved that for Luna. "I do not know how you do it," I told Luna during a rare coffee break at her house. The triplets were all sleeping somehow and we were taking advantage of the silence.

Their world forced me to become like this—so now I am—and that was another thing I didn’t regret. “Some days ago an oracle came to us, and revealed some… heart-wrenching news.” “I’m not interested,” I replied. “I just want to see my kids.” “Don’t be stubborn, Katrina,” the same woman said again. I despised the way she reminded me of mother. I had to control my claws so I wouldn’t shoot one right into her blabbering mouth. The eldest of them ignored my statement and continued. “We were told that our triplets were cursed.”

"Both of them? How can that be? How can she be mated to both of them? I thought that was a myth." “I don’t know; it’s rare but true. She is mated to both of them, and they, in turn, are mated to her and each other. It’s a triad bond, a rare and complicated phenomenon. However, that’s not even the problem.” Adam rubbed his temples, struggling to comprehend the situation. “This is disastrous,” He muttered. “It could lead to numerous complications. How are you going to handle this?” I sighed, “I don’t know. However, there’s something else I need to tell you—something I’ve just discovered.”

The doctor says. That makes me and dad both whip our heads around. She just said, babies. None of the ultrasounds ever showed more than one baby. The doctor explained that the baby we saw was a boy and he was big, so the other two little girls were being hidden by their brother. Holy fuck, mom just had triplets. The doctor lets me and dad see mom in her room. I notice that she is pale but looks happy. The doctor did say that, unfortunately, these are the last kids that mom and dad can have. They had to remove my mom’s uterus because of the traumatic birth. “Are you ok with this mom?” I ask.

She added with a serious look on her face as she crossed her arms in front of her. The triplets stared at her askance. “Ladies room? This is the men’s room.” Another of the triplets spoke. His hair was tied into a neat bun. One noticeable feature that Irene could see was that all three brothers had the same color of hair, skin, and eyes. She could only tell who was who by their voices and their hairstyles.

She had nothing left. "I can’t," she gasped. "Anna, I can’t!" Anna gripped her hand so hard it felt like her bones might snap. "You have to!" Georgia let out a broken cry, her body trembling violently. And then…. The third cry. Anna let out a shuddering breath, carefully wrapping the last baby in a blanket. Georgia collapsed back against the floor, her entire body shaking. She couldn’t believe it. Three. Three babies. Anna’s voice was thick with emotion. "Georgia… you have triplets."

My kind, steady doctor held me tight against his chest, murmuring soft words of comfort, but I could feel the quiet sadness and helplessness radiating from him too. Later that night, after Landon had finally fallen into an exhausted sleep in my bed, clinging to me like he was afraid I might disappear and Mom had retired to her room with worried eyes, I slipped out to the back porch alone. The cool night air wrapped around me as I sat on the old wooden steps, staring into the dark forest. The mate bond was still there, painful and insistent, whispering that the triplets were close. That they were suffering too. That maybe, just maybe, they truly regretted what they had done.

"Tell us the truth. Who is he?" The seer looked at the three brothers, her chest heaving as she finally broke under the weight of their combined stares. She took a deep, shaky breath, her pale eyes filling with tears. "Your mother didn't give birth to triplets," the seer whispered into the dead silence of the room. "She gave birth to four."

He shouted in surprise. Bonnie gasped. "Triplets?" "Yes, Triplets. It's very rare for a woman to bare triplets, you're very special Bonnie." Dr. McCoy said, printing out pictures. He handed them to Lorenzo before wiping off the liquid off Bonnie's stomach. "Lorenzo, we're having triplets!" Bonnie exclaimed. A part of her was happy, another part was scared. How will she take care of three human beings while being blind. What if they're blind? Oh God!