Bonded to Her Triple Alphas

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Two months later.

Kaya’s POV.

Shuffling on the bed as my consciousness awakens back to life, my hands touch the side of the bed and feel nothing there. Then, I shift to the other side, still feeling no presence on the bed with me.

My eyebrows furrow deeply as I rub my eyes and sit with my back against the headboard.

“Kade?” I call into the muteness of the room, only to be replied to with silence. Pouting just before I yawn, I blink rapidly and want to roll down the bed, calling once again, “Kieran?” There’s still no answer, “Kyle?” And that’s when I realized that I was naked.

“Oops,” I laugh at myself and quickly take off the robe next to the bed on a bedside table. The weather is chilling this morning, so darting my eyes to the end of the walls, I cast a whispering spell whose effect lit up the candles.

My eyes are still wandering around the room, looking for the triplets. It’s been two months now, and almost every night, I find myself back in their bed after many times of having told myself that I ought not to.

To be honest, I was supposed to be scared when I found out that I’m addicted to the triplets, but honestly, at the same time, I love the fact that I am. It’s so relieving and enticing. When it’s nighttime and they’ve reeled my head with their sweet words, I don’t want to stop.

And now, it’s morning, the sun is up high in the sky, and I’m supposed to be maintaining peace in the world, but I’m here, thinking about the same set of people that I’m still yet to accept as my mates.

I’m still wondering where they might have gone this early morning when my sight catches a paper on the desk below the up-to-down mirror attached to the wall.

I’m biting my lower lip in curiosity as I step close and read the content with my lips moving and my voice a little audible. “Take the dress off the couch and put it on.”

Rolling my eyes, scoffing as I head over to the dress, I see another letter. “Okay, what’s going on?” I sound exasperated as the anticipation kills me within. I’m not a fan of surprises, at least not very much. I hate the can’t-wait feeling.

“Chester will do the rest.”

A few minutes later, I clean my face and get the dress on. My eyelids are still sore from just waking up, and my hair is tangled, giving every reason to be told that I was just fucked last night, but well, “whatever.”

My legs take me outside and down the hallway, where Chester appears with a bright smile on his face. “Today is a happy day, my queen. I can’t wait for you to get your surprise. It’s something that would make your heart melt if you don’t go all fierce about it again like you did the other time when my master took you to the field and you…” He stops there, glancing up at me and flashes his teeth.

“I’m talking too much, aren’t I?”

“Yes, and you’re giving away information that I do not think your masters would appreciate.” I smile sharply at him, and he scratches his head with a sheepish attitude.

“Well, then, before I say what would get my head cut off, let’s go.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“To where?”

“It’s a surprise. You do know that.”

I sigh, releasing the air in my lungs and nod. “True.”

Outside, we make our way to the carriage. Chester bows lightly for me to enter, only for me to shake my head and roll my eyes in disagreement when he utilizes the word queen for me again.

I’ve told him many times enough for me to just give up now. He won’t stop calling me that, and as though that isn’t annoying enough, the rulers of the other werewolf packs call me by the same title too. It’s almost as though I’m the only one who doesn’t see myself accepting the triplets yet, but the rest of the world that I live in does.

The ride begins, and I’m staring outside through the slightly opened window, covered to stop the breeze from drifting me into the cold. My breathing is a smoke of white anyway.

The trees are still dry as the weather is still healing from the effects of the past winter, now shifting into its next season.

The drive last for a few hours, and soon enough, I begin to see the surprise in my eyes. The evidence is the fact that I’ve passed through these roads before. I know them and am scoffing, unable to close my lips. A few minutes later, it is very lucid to my sight.

The carriage stops, and Chester acts as the footman, helping me get out by accepting my hand. After I have stepped down, I take a look at the field before me. I’m back in my old house before my life changed forever.

The cottage is just ahead, up this valley, but I don’t understand what surprise awaits me here.

“Is there any command where you’re told not to actually tell me what’s going on now?” Chester shakes his head before he laughs at me.

Yes, he’s the one to laugh at the fact that I’m highly dying of being snoopy, which isn’t my fault anymore, and also that I’m not hiding my crave for inquisition.

“Let’s go.” He tells me, and I walk in line with him up the hill.

When we finally reach the top, where I can see the cottage, I see the triplets in the distance, standing before the burial grounds.

Chester must have noticed the change in my demeanour because he just taps me on the back, “take care. I’ll leave now.” And he walks away without expecting a word from me.

It takes me a few minutes to gather myself before I approach them. “Kaya, please come next to me here.” Kade directs, leading me to walk closer to them. I’m at the right end.

“What’s going on?”

“We realized how much we’ve been mistaken.”

“A lot of times now and still counting.” Kyle instructs, giving Kade the eye, who pauses for a second before he continues his statement.

“We have made a lot of decisions without asking you for your opinion. We didn’t ask you how deeply you want the grounds to me, how much you’d love to do your thing before we cover the ground, and we are sorry that this is just when we were giving your family the peace that they deserved, and while their bodies had suffered greatly in our hands and we can’t do anything to rectify that, we beg you to please believe that their souls are resting in peace.” In solemnity, Kade announces.

I know that their souls are in eternal rest, and that was what gave me rest too. I know they are happy where they are now. I have seen it. And I believe what I saw. It wasn’t a vision. It was reality.

“And we swear when we say this, we would do anything to change time just so that we could have a proper burial or even stop the deaths from coming, but sincerely, we are sorry, and this time around, we hope you forgive us.”

“And please, don’t call Olivia on us this time around, either.” Kyle presents after Kieran’s utterance.

I laugh there and close my eyes, drifting with the moment, and say a little prayer.

“Have you ever entered my former house?”

“You have a former house and a present one?” In the instance Kyle mentions, Kade hit him so hard on the shoulders that I’m not sure if it was his bones that made the crack that emitted a sound in the air.

Leave it to Kyle not to get a hint.

Kieran smiles at me, “thanks for calling our place your present house. It means a lot.”

“Let’s go inside. You can check what my room used to be, or how the dining looked and we used to eat, or just… oh, my father’s tech.” As I take them inside with me, my brain ticks back to a remembrance, “oh, can you believe that he once tried to invent something that he calls radio?”

“Hm, no. What does that mean?”

“It’s some sort of transmitting blah blah blah. He said with the use of magnets, frequencies, and, well, some technical words that I have no idea of, the instrument can help with transmitting sound waves through faraway distances like we’d never believe. It would look like magic, but from a magic-less, only smart and intelligent man.”

“You make him sound like a good man.”

“Oh, he was a good man. I love him. And I love my Williams. But here, have a seat.” I point to the dining table, and we all sit there. The triplets listen as I talk about my memories with my family.

I couldn’t be happier.