All Chapters of The triplets who claimed me : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41Soraya's POVAs the triplets moved in fear I pushed the weight of my chair back, wondering if they would morph like Silas did.Lucius clamped a hand over the left side of his throat, his fingers pressing hard against the darkening veins there. "I don’t... I don't feel good," he rasped.Jax was the first one to actually focus on me. "Soraya," he breathed, taking a heavy, stumbling step forward. "Hold on, I’m going to get you out of those—"He stopped mid-sentence. Right before my eyes, the white part of his eyes flooded with a sudden crimson. His pupils dilated until they were almost swallowing the iris, and his jaw unhinged slightly as his sharp canine fangs slid down, elongating past his lower lip. The primal scent of my heat hit him, and his posture went completely rigid."Jax, no! Stay back!" I cried, violently shoving my weight down again to push the chair another foot away from him.Jax violently shook his head, gripping his own hair as he forced his eyes shut. He let

Chapter 43Soraya's POVMy finger trembled against the cold metal of the trigger. This was my moment.They already framed me for hurting the Luna and the Alpha wasn't it finally time to get my hands dirty for a change.I had the power to end things.They were backed against the iron door, their terrified eyes darting from the weapon to the bloody wolves flanking my sides.Every single part of me wanted to pull it. I wanted to end the nightmare right here. But no matter how much they had hurt me, no matter how much pain they had caused, my finger wouldn't move. I couldn't do it. I wasn't a murderer, and I couldn't become like them.Abruptly, the triplets groaned out.I snapped my head around. The bloodshot redness in Silas’s eyes exploded, blinding his irises completely. He dropped to his knees, his hands clawing at his chest as a sickening, wet cough tore from his throat. Jax and Lucius buckled right after him, their faces contorting into identical masks of absolute agony. The black v

Chapter 45Soraya's POV"Thank you, Silas," I said softly, leaning against the doorframe of the small, dusty bedroom. "For helping me inside. I know I’ve been a little out of it."Silas gave me a long, quiet look, his hand lingering on the wooden door handle. The dark shadow of the curse mark on his neck was gone, replaced by a clean, smooth surface, but his eyes still looked incredibly tired. "You don't need to thank me, Soraya," he said, his voice dropping into that deep, gentle tone he only used when we were alone. "Just get some sleep. We’re safe here for the night. I promise."He gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze, turned around, and walked back down the dark hallway, leaving me alone in the quiet room.The moment his footsteps faded, the heavy silence of the house pressed in on me. I slowly closed the door, my fingers trembling as I reached up and touched the right side of my neck. My skin was hot, vibrating with a faint, electrical pulse that hadn't stopped since the basemen

Chapter 47Soraya's POV"Why do I know that name?" Jax said, his voice cutting through the heavy quiet that had settled over the room. Lucius didn't even stop sorting through the papers in his hands. He just glanced up for a fraction of a second, his expression completely blank. "It doesn't ring a bell," he said, his tone flat and unbothered. He went right back to checking the files.Silas frowned, taking a step toward the couch. "Jax, what do you mean you know him? What was he planning—""Silas," Jax interrupted, cutting him off. He stood up from the sofa, dusting off his jeans with a slow, deliberate motion. "Stop. The less we know about whatever is happening back there, the better." He looked over at Kendrick, his face a completely unreadable mask. "We left Blackwood Academy for a reason. We’re not planning to return anyway. What happens to that place isn't our problem anymore."I stood paralyzed, my eyes darting between the three brothers. A cold, sinking feeling settled deep in

Chapter 49Soraya’s POVBy the time I walked back into the cabin, the sun was just beginning to peek over the tree line. My body was completely exhausted from the shift that I slept in until afternoon the next day.When I finally went downstairs around noon, the tension in the living room was thick enough to cut with a knife.Jax was sitting at the dining table, a mug of black coffee gripped tightly in both hands. He looked terrible. His skin was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had a wet towel pressed against the back of his neck. He was completely sober now, but incredibly hungover. And the moment he looked up and saw me standing on the bottom step, I could practically feel the heavy, invisible wall he had built between us slam right back into place.He didn't smile. He didn't ask how I was doing. He just stared through me, completely acting like our night in the town had never happened."Morning," Silas said softly from the kitchen counter. He was the only one who actually ack