Richard Thomas Triplets Novels & Stories

My lovers. My future. And now, I have given birth to Triplets for my Triplet lovers. I can't be more grateful and happy than I am now. THE END.❤️

But my pervert mates are more happy that once they shift the power to the kids they can take me to a honeymoon that includes going around the whole world , men I tell you . Ting Ting Ting The voice of the bell notified us of Qarinah's presence as everyone stood up in respect . The ceremony started and by the end of it Abir and Qarinah were marked and making their way to the room . As they exited Xavier as the oldest of the triplets made the announcement about the twins coronation held later this week and as if on a schedule we heard 2 growls from our kids . Everyone looked in their direction to see them holding a guy their age but he was pretty petite and I already was pitying the kid cause

The triplets hugged each other without realizing the gawking eyes and the gaping mouth at them. Jane and Jake took Jade to where their father was frozen. " See daddy , we told you we found our triplets brother but you didn't believe us. We are all your kids daddy. I am Jane and he is Jake and this is Jade. WE ARE TRIPLETS.." Jane introduced themselves proudly.

"The trauma you sustained also affected one of the triplets you were carrying. Unfortunately, despite our best efforts, we were unable to save that baby, and surgery was necessary to remove the fetus…" My breath hitched. Triplets. I had been carrying triplets, a miracle I never dared to dream of, and now one was gone. A sob tore from my throat, a sound filled with such raw pain that it seemed to pulse through the sterile walls. It soon morphed into a series of wracking cries that made my body convulse as I gasped for air.

I moved closer and froze— It was a framed photo of Nathaniel and Damian, with a woman who bore a striking resemblance to them. ‘He's white. I also heard he's a triplet.’ Joyce's words replayed in my head. So it was true. Nathaniel was a triplet. There was another photo— a picture of them and their parents; I supposed, and another boy. The happiness radiating from the photo had me smiling too. I picked up the frame and let my fingers brush Nathaniel's face.

George asks, this time round interested to hear more and more from Elvis. "The triplets made some deals with some con people who swept them of a huge amount of money, almost rendering them penniless and I think they want to partner with you since they know your Pack is rich so that you can finance them and see if the Pack can get back onto its feet!" Elvis explains, getting his own theories from his own mind. For sure, he has mastered the art of lying over the years and he's truly quite convincing! "How comes no one dared to tell me about all that and their being bankrupt?" George asks while scratching his head..

And then there were the little ones. Thomas and Tabitha, Torian and Riah's twins, were now ten and inseparable, currently trying to build a fort from garden cushions and old blankets with the single-minded focus of miniature architects. Thomas had his father's easy charm and his mother's fierce loyalty; Tabitha was the quiet one, the observer, already showing signs of the artist she'd become.

“They did.” Tyral approached us, his eyes still trained on his younger siblings. “They’re going to be incredible,” he said, admiration lacing his voice. “Especially Cole… A white wolf in the family. That’s rare.” “I know,” I replied, watching my youngest son closely. There was something almost otherworldly about him, something powerful that I couldn’t quite place. As the night continued, the triplets eventually returned, shifting back into their human forms. They were exhausted but exhilarated, their faces glowing with accomplishment. I wrapped them in warm blankets, holding each of them tightly before stepping back to admire them.

And sooner or later, everything was going to explode. Ronan wasn't insane after all. I had just felt the exact bond we had always been taught about growing up. The bond tied to meeting your fated mate. But why her? And why all three of us? Could it be because we were triplets? My wolf growled jealously at the thought of Mira ending up with either of my brothers. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ •••MIRA'S POV•••

“Who wouldn't be? If I were in his position, I would hate the son of the man who caused his mate to suffer such a gruesome death.” My ears perked up at her words and I turned to face her in confusion. “What do you mean by that?” Avery's eyes lifted to stare at mine and I saw a hint of confusion in them. “You do not know about the history between Ryder and the triplets' father?” My head slowly shook as confusion settled within me. “You poor child.” She sighed softly, shaking her head. “It's understandable. The triplets made sure to bury the name of that woman after their father died. Her name left a bitter memory in the hearts of the people who knew her.”