Bonded to Her Triple Alphas

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Kaya’s POV.

I read out loud, “Rose Miles. Alan Miles. Williams Miles. And…” I see no name at the last one and it brings up a wrinkle to the skin of my forehead.

“That’s a grave we made for our babies. We lost them before we even decided on a name.”

“Kyle thinks we allow you bring up a name and maybe we will sculpt it on the stone.”

The brothers keep on talking, mentioning things that I hadn’t required of them to do.

They are completely wrong to have thought they could bury them and it would be the end of all my anger. This is only a reminder, that these families of mine who are six feet into the ground aren’t supposed to be the one in there, but these darned evil men.

It only brings back the memory of how I want to make them suffer for what they’ve done. This only brings back that memory. Once again, I am hurt by them without their realization. They want to change, don’t they? They want to grovel, don’t they?

They are doing it wrong, and I shall be their end frankly.

I turn to face the triplets and they see the rage in my eyes, causing them to stop talking.

“I remember their cries. I remember the fear in Williams eyes when he was caught down by your men and on the same day, you imprisoned me to be your slave. You could have released me that day and we’d never have gotten to this.”

Kade steps forward with his face positioned to the ground. “You hate us so much, don’t you?”

“You can’t begin to imagine how much of hatred I have for you. It’s a feeling that I can’t just shake away. I have suffered and I want you to feel every bit of my pain.” I’m speaking with so much vile inside me.

Heavy stomping roams the air. The triplets turn towards the slide of the valley, their demeanor changed instantly at the roars of men, appearing all of a sudden.

“How did they find us here?” Kyle panics.

“There’s only one explanation.” While Kieran suggests, already putting two and two together, I step back.

Kade finishes their words. “Kaya. You did this, didn’t you?”

In the distance, I still Olivia on a horse, thumping towards us and she grins when she sees me.

Kade’s eyes remain on mine while his brothers ready themselves into the fight, preparing their stance. “Why does it hurt me, Kaya?”

He stares deep into my eyes, making me share in his pain. I did block my heart from sharing any feelings with the triplets but perhaps because of the situation, it has weakened that closed door, opening it up for the sensation that settles in.

I can feel just how the once cold heart of Kade breaks in many pieces, and he’s unable to pull himself together. It doesn’t show much on his facial expression and body expression, though, but in his eyes, I see the wave, shattering him into fragments. And he wouldn’t snatch his eyes off of me.

He repeats, “it hurts, Kaya. I’m sorry we had to get here?” The amount of sadness in his eyes is one that I’ve never seen before, not even when his kingdom was first threatened by the neighboring packs but now that he knows that I have chosen Olivia over them, the sadness is concise and precise within his lenses.

And if he feels this way, all three of them feels it, because the wave isn’t coming from just him alone. They are all broken, just like they did break me.

Closing my eyes, telling myself that I had had no choice, I complete my mission, “blaze under my command and circle around the triplets.” I finish with roar of fire uprooting like the crops do and surrounds the ground where the triplets are.

It rounds them up such that they were disassembled and Olivia uses that period to send her men to capture them. The triplets try to fight, but for how long?

A man without weakness would have kept going?

Remember when I thought these men have got no conscience, I see why I thought so now. They had no weakness then, but now that they’ve opened themselves for love, they have lost their touch.

As Olivia and her men take the triplets away, I close my eyes and fall to the ground with my knees scraping the small stones but the pain that results from the wound is nothing compared to the pain that tightens a rope around my heart, suffocating my throat along.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

I lower my gaze to the ground, unknowing if I should cry or be happy that at last the ones who have made me suffer would soon face their own suffering too.

“You did well, Kaya. I am proud of you?” Olivia whispers to me. “Let us go?” Yet, why am I not proud of myself?

I wanted to follow her but then, seeing the damages that I’ve done to this place, I shake my head. “No, leave without me for now. I want to stay here for some time.” She nods her head in understanding of my reasons.

My parents are buried here and I haven’t even spoken to them yet, and right in front of them, I had acted barbaric. They surely wouldn’t have recognized their daughter, so I must tell them the reason why I did what I did.

When Olivia walks away, leaving me to my thoughts alone, I change the direction that I’m facing to the burial ground.

My sob fall with ease, the water streaming down my face without a pause. My nostrils are soon blocked with mucus that I had to breath with my mouth. Within the tears, I choke up, hiccuping a few times.

“What do I do?” I jab my arms around before I bow completely with my forehead meeting with the ground along with my arms. My eyes are closed but I can still feel the warmness in my tears and it’s saltiness when some of it slips into my tongue.

I can’t bring myself to stop crying, and it’s because I don’t know what to do.

“My anger is too much, father. Mother, this isn’t how you raised me? I can’t control my anger, Ma! Please, help me! I hate who I have become?” I scream into the ground and the air blowing my my mouth lets in a few sand onto my lips.

That didn’t stop me anyway. I am lost within myself. Raising my gaze, I reel into my thoughts. “I don’t know what to do. Please, help me. Help me, Ma… help me, Pa. What do I do? I am lost and the fury inside me confuses me. I tried. I tried to forgive them. I want to. I don’t want to be hate my own mate, but the suffering? All the pain that I have suffered from them, what do I do with it? I can’t just live with myself, knowing that these people were once my greatest enemy?”

My voice is so not my own with the way I’m screaming out loud. Anyone from a far distance would even hear my wails. My throat has gotten blocked, so my voice is rigid as it sounds like a screeching.

I sniffle every now and then, and on occasion, the back of my hand would cleanse my face only for more tears to fall.

“When mother died, Pa you didn’t change. You didn’t become evil. How did you find your absolution? How did you remain calm? Is it because you know one day, I’d become this? That I would want to get revenge for you, but why does it not seem easy? Why is my anger not justifying the consciousness in my heart?” I have so many questions that are being emptied into the wind, into the nothingness.

“I know that they are in peace, but do you?” My eyes snaps to my side to see Chester kneeling next to me. He stares ahead at the burial ground. “You must believe that this is what they wanted. Destiny is such a grave. It drills your own life for you without your power, but that’s only because you thought so, Kaya.” He shifts his face to meet mine.

Cleaning one side of my face for me, he continues, “I once told the triplets that they need help, but perhaps it is me. I have suffered in the hands of witches and I know my species of wolf quite a lot too. Perhaps, it is I who can help you find absolution.”

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to save you. Look around you, Kaya. You are lost. This is a place of bliss for your lost family, but what have you turned it to? A place where those who don’t deserve it had come to take away the missing piece inside you. Remember when I told you about darkness and light. As a light, you must find your darkness and tune it into a part of you, completing your light into a brightness that would soar this world. Those mates of yours you want to crush are exactly the missing piece you must settle with.”

What is he saying?

I would never forgive the triplets! Again, the fury is back and I can’t control it.

“Perhaps, you’d love to join them!” I stand up and cast, “Impero tibi ut ardeas;” a part of me can’t believe that I actually wanted to kill him by burning him but then, he’s shifted quick, evading my spell and hit me at the side of my neck and I fall into darkness, wondering how he’s able to evade my magic. It’s supposed to be impossible.