The Triplets’ Lovely Bride
READING AGE 16+
I only meant to drink away the heartache. Just one night — to forget the betrayal, the lies, and the boy who promised forever then walked away. I woke up in a stranger’s bed, with a mark on my neck and only flashes of a man who moved like a storm and whispered mine before I drifted off.
I thought I’d never see him again.
Then I walked into my first lecture and froze. There he was — standing at the front, calm, sharp, and unforgettable. But here’s the thing: Alaric isn’t alone. He’s a triplet. And when he lifted his head and caught my scent, somewhere across the city two other men turned at exactly the same moment.
Kael — the powerful, wealthy one who buys whole buildings just to make sure I’m safe.
Rafe — the wild, protective one who doesn’t bother hiding what he is or what he wants.
And Alaric — the quiet, brilliant one who tries so hard to stay away… and can’t.
They share everything. Always have. And now they’ve decided I’m theirs. All three of them.
I told them I wasn’t looking for anyone — and definitely not three men who belong to a world I never even knew existed. But they don’t push. They don’t rush. They show up. They listen. They protect me when I don’t even know I need it. And slowly, I’m realizing something I never thought I would: being chosen doesn’t mean being trapped. It means being loved — fiercely, equally, completely — by three hearts that beat as one.
But I’m carrying something I don’t understand. A secret in my blood that could shake their entire world to its core. There are those who will do anything to keep us apart — old powers, ancient rules, and a queen who fears what I might become.
They say we can’t be. They say it’s impossible. But they haven’t met the three men who would burn the world down before they let anyone take me away.
I didn’t plan any of this. I just wanted to heal. But somehow… I found home.
Unfold
Chapter 56:
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The bunker was silent.
Not the peaceful kind of silent—not the stillness of a sleeping pack or the hush of an empty room—but the wrong kind. The kind that came after loss. After failure. After everything.
Kael sat in the corner.
He hadn't moved in hours. Not since……
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