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He had intervened directly, but she hadn't. "They're just toddlers, sir." "Excuse me?" Reino shouted, leaning forward. "They're toddlers?" "Mr. Zeus' youngest children are twins, sir. And yes, they are not even 5 years old and 19 years apart from their oldest sister, who is the wife of the owner of Constate Enterprise." Lydia held out her tablet behind her, showing the latest family photos of the people she had just told them about. Reino, who was sitting in the back, grabbed the tablet and read the information on it.

He whined. "I have my ways." he smirked as she poured herself a glass of tea. Mimi walked into Shadow Hall followed by her brother, Milo and Vic. "Mimi whatcha go for us?" Kydence asked as she sat down next to Dakota, who pulled her onto his lap. "What happened?" Mimi sighed, "Alpha Blaze Asher SilverMoon and Luna Storm Lyla Hawk SilverMoon have triplets, two males and one female, they're around three or four years old." she said.

His eyes flicked to me for a quick glance before he pulled away a cloth covering a painting. The air left my lungs. “These are…” I pointed, unable to tear my eyes away from the image. “They weren’t twins…” “No.” He growled, teeth grinding. “We were triplets. Raiker, the oldest. I’m the second. Klaus, the youngest.” “Why has no one ever mentioned the Supreme’s three sons?” I asked, still in shock, until I remembered the kettle whistling. “I’ll be right back. Sit down, please.”

"Well, if they've started that game, they'll be relentless. But here's a little trick – look at the parts in their hair. Kael is the oldest, Kyran is the youngest, and Knox is right in the middle." The game the triplets were playing was a playful challenge, but now, with Cassy's insider knowledge, I felt more equipped to join in on their fun. Maybe even beat them at their own game.

Then there are the triplets who I just met not long ago. Nolan, Declan, and Rowan. Nolan is the troublemaker. High-spirited but mischievous. Contrary to his easy going personality, I think he might be the most cunning out of all of them. Declan is the cryptic one. Often silent and prickly. He seems to be short-fused and blunt. Rowan, the eldest of the triplets, appears to be the most mature. Stoic and stern, having an aura of regality around him. He seems sensible and rational, like he is years older and wiser than the other two.

I could smell myself and it wasn’t pretty. “We’re actually triplets, believe it or not. Hunter is the oldest, then me, and Skyler is the youngest,” he said, getting up to stand and taking a step toward the door. He looked … nervous? Did I make him nervous? I’d have to think about that later. Play it cool! “Triplets!! I’ve never seen triplets before,” I beamed, wondering where the rest of them were hiding. I wanted to see them all, line them up! My mind had to see them all to believe it.

Pain lingered behind those glassy swirls but was soon replaced with neutralization. The one who looked the older out all of them spoke with a bit of love, “I’m Felix and 19.” He had blue eyes just like his mother but with dark raven hair. “These three right here are the triplets; Luke, Liam and Leon, they’re 17.” Those three gave me a small smile. The similarities between them were immense. The same wavy black hair color with the very same green eyes. “And lastly this is Tyler, the youngest and cutest kid in town, he is 14.” Felix concluded his speech with ruffling Tyler's hair a bit to which he growled out playfully.

With a grin, Landon gestured his hands towards theirs and without hesitation, the triplets held his two hands as they made their way to the car that was waiting for them. “ We couldn't find anything sir. They must have run away the moment they saw our car!” Owen explained, as he approached Landon, who was with the triplets. “Let it be for now, we will investigate the matter as soon as we catch Gianna.” Landon proceeded into the car with the triplets, he sat at the back seat with them, while Owen sat at the front seat with the driver. **** Owen had so much to say but Landon gaze wouldn't let him. He couldn't stop admiring the triplets, even though they were in a great mess, they look really h

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.

"Who am I serving?" The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars. Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face. The Triplet Heirs. The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.