Novel & Cerita Triplets

It was a dark symphony, and I was the unexpected conductor. The Triplets moved ahead of me, their forms lean and lethal in the dim light, their every step a testament to their calculated precision. Their bodies hummed with a restrained rage, a barely leashed ferocity that made the very air around them crackle. They didn't speak. They didn't have to. The unspoken pact, the shared fury, resonated between us, a silent language understood in the deep recesses of our souls. We all knew who was waiting. Caelum.

Jace asked, kissing Ann's forehead gently. "Thanks for having babies for us," Jake said, kissing her right cheek. "We're so glad you're the mother of our children," Jax said, kissing Ann's left cheek. "Children? How many babies did I give birth to?" Ann asked curiously. Jax, Jace, and Jake took their babies carefully from the cot and showed it to Ann. "There are three babies, Ann. You gave birth to triplets. Triplets," Jake said, grinning widely.

Panicking, she stood up and started running back toward the pack house as fast as she could. When she got close to the pack territory, she noticed that everyone was running around frantically. People were shouting and moving with urgent purpose. Something big was happening. She stopped one of the maids who was hurrying past her. “What’s happening?” Sarah asked breathlessly. “Why is everyone running around?” The maid looked at her with wide, excited eyes. “The triplets have come back!” she said. “And they’ve demanded that an autopsy be done on the Alpha. They want to know the exact reason for his death.”

Chapter 10 As the sun set on that momentous day, Millent, Mike, Daniel, and Alex stood before their pack, their bond stronger than ever. They knew that their journey was non-taurus and that challenges would still arise, but they faced the future with renewed hope and a profound sense of unity. Together, they would forge a path forward, one that celebrated love, unity, and the acceptance of forbidden bonds. Their pack would stand as a beacon of progress and understanding, forever changed by the love and determination of Millent and the triplets.

Liam asked, and the triplets shook their heads. “Good, so please promise me that you won't harm anyone again,” Liam said, looking at each one of them. The triplets felt guilty for what they did, so they nodded and promised never to harm anyone again. “I will be so proud of the three of you if you keep your promise,” Liam said, planting kisses on their foreheads. “Daddy, what should we do if she tries hurting us again?” Aziel asked, curiously. “Call for help or tell your mom and me about her actions," Liam replied, smiling at his son.

“I’ll make sure they behave.” Rachel smiled. “I know you will, my little helper. I’m so proud of you all. And don’t forget. Mommy loves you more than anything in the whole world.” “Love you too, Mommy,” the triplets said in unison, their voices a balm to her homesick heart. “Now, it’s time to sleep, okay?” Rachel said gently. “Be good, and I’ll call you again tomorrow.” “Okay, Mommy. Goodnight!”

I yelled at her while punching the wooden wall of her house. Sophia took a quick glance at the cracked wall, then turned her gaze to me. “The three of them are no ordinary babies. Inside the triplets' bodies flows the blood of a true werewolf, vampire, and fairy. In conclusion, the triplets are tribrids,” she said with a worried-looking gaze. “Are you delirious, Sophia? I got pregnant with my ex-mate, who is an Alpha werewolf, so there's no way my triplets will be tribrids!” I laughed a little at her words.

They fight together in a puppy pile, wrestling and giggling with each other. All three boys are up and walking, both Demetrios and Calix are flying, and Brison is using two- and three-word phrases, though the other two are quickly catching up to him. Nine month old triplets are fucking exhausting. And just think, we’ll have another set of triplets in the matter of two months. Six kids under one. What the fuck were we thinking? Especially with two being demi-gods, two being Nephilim, and two being werewolves.

he replied, motioning for him to keep moving forward. Conri's breath caught in his throat when his gaze landed on the newborns. "We have Double Shifters..." He trailed off, staring in disbelief at his beloved triplets. One of which yawned sleepily while snuggling comfortably into his brother's arms, nuzzling his face against his neck affectionately. His eyes sparkled brightly, and a broad smile spread across his handsome features.

They’re passionate about the first thing they ever decide to do with their lives and are even more passionate about their first love, even if it was infatuation and they maybe just liked the color of their eyes at the moment. That explained her madness over Cannon. Not for once in my life did I forget that there were three of them. Cannon, Kane, and Ian—the Alpha Triplets. Now everyone calls Aurora, Hilda, and I The Chosen Three. I mean, I could’ve come up with something better… I have some ideas…