Bonded to Her Triple Alphas

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3rd POV.

They don’t know what to do or how to receive the truth. When people say that the truth hurts, it’s never been something that the triplets experienced because they were never weak.

But these last few weeks?

It hurts so much ever since they gave their hearts out for love. “Love is indeed a punishment that we accept because we are defaulted to,” but the triplets have never been the ones to retire to that.

“Love is a weakness. Love is a curse, portrayed as a gift. Love is a pain that disguises itself as pleasure, just so we don’t realize how hurtful it has wounded us until it has broken our hearts. Love hurts us continuously, yet we embrace it. Love is a pain. And most of all, love is so powerful it locks you in continuous pain of betrayal and dependence, and you still crave for it.”

“Why?” Kieran whispers as they all stop in front of their dying uncle.

Jared’s body is still wilting, becoming more and more dead over time. He can’t move any part of his body anymore, and he’s just whimpering on the ground now, his lips peeled and his face dried as though he is facing the greatest form of malnutrition yet.

He lies on the ground, his breathing hard as he is being eaten from inside, and his eyelids won’t even work anymore. He’s hiding more than the pain he’s receiving, but that’s only because he’s not human. He ought to be screaming and wailing out in pain, but he won’t show that weakness, not just because he’s a werewolf but also because he won’t let the triplets see him beg.

He is not apologetic for everything that he’s done, and he believes that he was only trying to get what was his without caring how much he hurt others. He doesn’t even care that he killed his sister, Emilie, mother to the triplets, and that he fooled the whole kingdom with a clone of Emilie’s, and the triplets hugged and thought that was their actual mother.

It pains them so much as they think back to the past. They think of all the times they had eaten as families, not knowing that they sit with a clone and an uncle who wishes nothing but dread for them, who was only waiting for a time he could end them.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

“Why?” This time, Kade does the asking, and he screams so loudly that the inside of the hall trembles at his rage. The wall quivers and the metals attached to the wall clang.

“I am not a bit sorry for everything that I did. I may die today, but this isn’t the end. You may not believe me, but someday, a part of me that wishes to destroy your love, peace, and bliss shall come back, maybe in a new form. I don’t know, but you will never see or feel actual peace.” Jared is showing his true colour now, not hiding any part of anything. He glares at the triplets with worn-out eyes that look dead. “You’ve killed lots of people and lots of families, but you don’t deserve pain? You aren’t any better than I am.”

Kyle steps forward this time around and speaks on behalf of his brothers. “You’re wrong, uncle. You’re very wrong. We have done a lot of damage, but you know where you were worse than us? We didn’t do it because we wanted to or because we actually loved it. We did it because you trained us to, and we have suffered for it. And we would not hesitate to accept any more punishment that comes our way in the future. We are apologetic for all the pain we’ve caused, and if the rest of our lives are spent with the help of Kaya in settling these matters, we will gladly let that happen. You will no longer control us.”

Kade and Kieran pat Kyle on the back when he says that, smiling at him with such eyes that you could tell how proud they are for him to have utilized such a list of words into sentences.

Jared laughs aloud, “Haha! And how about the curse? How long does it remain before your thirtieth birthday? A few months? Haha!” Jared keeps laughing as the triplets leave the space, leaving me to perish where he lies.

Over the next few minutes, Jared stays still, looking up at the ceiling. He readies himself to die as more of his body blows into the wind in the form of flakes. He knows very well that this is his end, and he’s willing to accept it, for in his mind, he knows that the revenge he’s unable to get on the triplets, someone else would, or better yet, their curse would end them.

He couldn’t be any happier as he let go.

The triplets are sitting inside their room, still on the chair, as they stare into the distance. There is nothing to say. There is nowhere to begin. Should they start their thoughts with the death of their mother, which had happened many years ago but they hadn’t realized because their uncle fooled them with a clone made out of magic of some kind?

They just have to make themselves believe that the ritual that they didn’t do all those years is now what they did, and in their minds, they wonder why Jared ended the clone. Perhaps it was because he knew he was about to end the triplets, too, so he doesn’t need the clone anymore, or is there more to it that they have no idea of?

A lot of truth hides behind everything that Jared has done, and they surely know that they’ll most likely have to spend the rest of their lives, trying to figure that out. For now, they would like to continue sitting here, healing their bleeding hearts.

Suddenly, the door opens, and Chester hurries inside. “With all due respect, my Lords, what the fuck are you doing here when there’s a fire burning on your roof?”

He sounds incited with desperation as he entered the room. He looks as though he just saw a ghost before he entered the room and then pauses when he sees the sadness looming in the air.

“Oops. I’m sorry. I heard what happened.” He speaks and walks even closer to the triplets. Chester folds his hands to the back, not exactly knowing what to say to reel the triplets out of their moods.

“We are not in the mood, Chester. Please, leave.”

“Except I can’t. There’s something important I come here for.” Chester speaks with determination in his tone.

“Then spill it already.” Kade snaps at him-not as he had planned to, though. He sounds more aggravated than he wanted his voice to sound.

Chester freezes for a second before he spills, “Kaya is packing. As it seems, I think she is leaving the kingdom.”

The moment Chester utters such words, the triplets snap their heads at him all at once.

“What the fuck took you so long to say that?” Chester shrugs in response to Kyle’s time of aggressiveness.

Within a second, the triplets have gotten out of their seats, and in a canter, they are running out of their room, heading for Kaya’s.

When they reach her room, they bang into it as though they wanted to attack her. In response, Kaya, who wasn’t expecting them to find her out as she didn’t expect them to know of her wanting to leave the kingdom, cast a spell that releases fire from her hand, and the triplets quickly raise their hands up into the fire.

“Oh, goodness. Did you want to be set on fire?

“No, but we don’t want you leaving too.” Kade speaks while Kieran and Kyle stay at the door to stop her from being able to walk out on them.

Kaya sniffles. “I’m sorry, but you can’t stop me.” And they, too, know that they can’t stop her.

Her back is facing the triplets. She is packing her clothes into a bag, and there is only a bit left. She walks to the end of the bed to pick up some of the other materials that she would need, like food, which she has packed into a smaller bag.

Kade stops her on her way back, and Kaya raises her face to look at him. He would have asked her to look at him anyway.

“What do you want from me?”

“I want everything. I want your mind. I want your soul. I want you in my life. I want your control. I want your love.” As he speaks, Kaya scoffs softly, her chest heaving up and down at the closure between them. There is an intensity that burns deep within her nerves, causing them to elevate in high spirits, and she finds herself smiling.

“I’m sorry. It’s impossible.” Kaya shakes her hand for Kade to leave it, only for Kyle and Kieran to walk closer with such expressions on their faces. She finds it hard to say no. But she must. At least, that’s what she believes.

“I saw it in his eyes just a few minutes ago. He didn’t feel any remorse. He was your family. He shared your blood. Over the last few decades, you all have been receiving training from this same man. Because of him and because of his training, I lost my parents to you. I lost my brother. I lost friends. The pain can’t just vanish into thin air. Every day that I see you, I am reminded of the pain in their eyes before they died. How do I live with that?” Kaya asks the triplets, her eyes craving for answers.

“I have met a lot of wise men, and none of them ever taught me way to deal with emotions, honestly. You may go to sessions, but you are the only one who can heal your soul, Kaya. Heal it, but never forget. We don’t ask you to do that. Every mark, every scar is another day to remind us of how much we must keep doing the right thing, keeping a smile on your face,” Kade wipes off the tears that appeared on Kaya’s face.

Kyle takes over. “And there is nothing in this world that would stop us from attaining it. We want you, and you want us back.” Kaya wants to drop her gaze, but the brothers stop her.

“No, please,” Kieran completes, and she shakes her head.

“I’m not changing my mind. I’m leaving.”

She snatches her back from the bed, and when she is about to leave, Kieran suggests. “Three months, Kaya.” She turns and raises one brow in confusion. “Give us three months, Kaya, to make this up to you for real.”

“Yes. Three months.” Kade and Kyle add in.

“After then, whatever you notice and decide on will be accepted by us. Just give us three months to redeem ourselves. Please. We can’t lose you now.” She sees the desperation in her voice as they speak.

They crave her, and it is clear in the tone they use and in the aura they release towards her. And she just can’t say no to those eyes that once traumatized her. The same eyes love her deeply now, and she may just have a weak spot for them.

Kaya sighs, blowing out air through her lips that are shaped in an “o” shape. “Okay. Three months!”