Chapter: 8*******At that moment, all they desired was to speak to him, to help him calm down, but it seemed to be too difficult. Dirk was completely lost to them. It was obvious that he was struggling between his feelings and his instincts, torn between giving in to their commands and submitting to them. With growing concern, they watched as he started trembling. His body shook with both lust and fear, and the Triplets' worry deepened. They couldn't fully comprehend this bond, but they needed to discuss it and find a way to balance their situation. After all, they had been paired by the Goddess, who knows best. "Are you alright?" Tricc asked, moving closer and kneeling in front of the trembling Lion. He reached out a hand but stopped when he saw the Lion flinch away from him. Frowning, Tricc stood back up and took two steps back. "Have it your way," he growled under his breath. "Stop with the pheromones, brothers," Seth reasoned, and the others nodded. "As an Alpha Pride, he coul
Chapter: 9*******The frigid night pursued him relentlessly as he stumbled deeper into the dense forest. With each step becoming increasingly desperate. Tears streamed down his face, obscuring his vision. Determined to keep running despite the ache in his feet and the anguish in his heart, he pressed on. The fire within him consumed his body, leaving no room for rest. He yearned to vanish, to avoid ever having to confront them again. The sight of their pain, their tears, haunted him—they were his mates, and he had betrayed them. As he raced through the woods, their pleas echoed in his mind, reminding him of the pain he had inflicted on them. The blood staining the ground, their Moon markings that he had stolen, the magnitude of his rejection weighed heavily on his conscience. How could he ever face them again? What words could justify the harm he had caused to his other halves? Overwhelmed with emotion, he collapsed for a brief moment, clutching his chest and fighting for breath. H
Chapter: 10*******There was a prolonged silence before Dirk finally spoke, his voice filled with concern. "What is the condition of my leg?" he asked, his arms now free as he sat up slowly. His gaze fell upon his legs, and his eyes widened in shock. The left leg was severely swollen, causing his heart to skip a beat. The other leg had minor scratches and swelling, but the damage to his left leg was far worse. The kneecap had been shattered, revealing a gaping hole through which he could see the bones. The stench emanating from the injury was repugnant, and the pain was excruciating. Memories of the fall flooded his mind, and he fought back tears, whimpering softly as he lay back down.The woman's expression turned sympathetic as she frowned. "I apologize, young one," she murmured. "Are you a human?" she asked."No. I am a Pride," Dirk confessed, revealing his true nature to her. She was the first to learn of this in Qiemont. He noticed her raised eyebrow, clearly intrigued by his re
Chapter: 11*******Vincent sat solemnly at the edge of the cell, his gaze fixed upon the floor. Despite his tall stature, he appeared diminished as he huddled in the corner. Once, his white suit and striped shirt would have been considered pristine, complementing his dark brown hair. However, now they were marred by bloodstains, rendering him almost ghastly in appearance. A trickle of blood ran down his forehead, staining one side of his face. His green eyes, striking against his pale features, briefly met Dirk's before darting back to the wall, a feeble attempt to appear indifferent. Dirk observed him in silence, his frown deepening as he assessed the man's wretched state.Without a word, Dirk entered the cell, startling Vincent, who trembled at his sudden presence. Vincent instinctively moved away, as if hoping to dissolve into the walls behind him. Dirk's frown persisted, but he remained silent, taking a moment to study Vincent's desperate countenance. Their eyes briefly connected
Chapter: 12*******Seth stood confidently in the center of an expansive hall, encircled by six distinguished tycoons clad in impeccable black suits. As his thriving business demanded, it was crucial for him to maintain their trust. Fresh consignments had recently arrived at the port, and as the sole distributor, Seth had convened this meeting with the six tycoons to communicate the precise arrival dates for each individual's shipment at their respective warehouses. Known for his unwavering control and intimidating presence as the Boss, Seth had always been meticulous in concealing any vulnerabilities, even from Andrew. Granting leverage to anyone was an unthinkable risk. The only individuals capable of affecting him profoundly were his siblings, his father, and Birth Omega.However, an unexpected development had managed to unsettle Seth, creating an uncomfortable distraction. Not since the day he encountered Andrew at the bar four years ago had anyone caused him such distress. Yet, h
Chapter: 13********The atmosphere surrounding the compound grew heavy as Seth sat in the car, patiently awaiting the return of his men. The operation was intended to be swift: infiltrate the premises, rescue Vincent, and swiftly withdraw. However, as the volume of gunfire escalated, Seth realized he had to take action. Stepping out of the vehicle, he prepared himself, drawing his gun from its holster and keeping a vigilant eye out for any potential threats. Two of his men made eye contact with him as they emerged from their vehicles and met him halfway toward the gates of the building. The gates swung open, revealing three figures, each armed and ready, as they entered through the gateway. At that moment, a distinctly familiar scent permeated the air, invading Seth's senses and nearly causing his legs to buckle under him. His men were too distant to hear his gasp or witness the tears welling up in his eyes as he stood there, absorbing the scent.With each breath he took, he seemed t
Chapter: 14********A satisfied smile graced the man's face as he stood on his balcony, leaning against the railings with one hand while delicately holding a glass of wine in the other. The imposing gates of his villa slowly slid shut as a sleek black car glided into the premises. His gaze focused intently as the car approached, coming to a halt just moments later. Blaine, his loyal aide, promptly emerged from the vehicle and hurried to the passenger side, opening the door with urgency. The man straightened his posture, anticipation evident, as he caught sight of his esteemed guest stepping out, his signature grin adorning his face. This was a moment he had eagerly awaited since their chance encounter at the charity gala. Erik had proven to be a worthy challenge, requiring two weeks of diligent effort to uncover his address. Determined to captivate him, the man had gone the extra mile, showering Erik with flowers and lavish gifts, confident that their paths would inevitably converge.
Chapter: 15******Kurt's gaze shifted downward, avoiding direct eye contact with the captivating man standing before him. It was evident that Kurt harbored a strong desire in that moment, and if Erik were to be honest with himself, he couldn't deny that he felt the same. In a slightly strained voice, Kurt spoke, "I... I offer my deepest condolences for your loss."Erik let out a sigh, his voice tinged with sorrow. "There is no need for apologies," he replied. "Though it happened long ago, the pain feels as fresh as if it occurred mere minutes ago. Each of us experiences loss in different ways, some less severe but painful."Before further discussion could unfold, a servant's presence was announced with a resonant greeting, leading them to the elegantly appointed sitting room. Adorned with pristine white furniture, the room boasted a grand mahogany table against a wall painted in a soft shade of white, with a delicate crystal chandelier suspended above it. The warm hues and drawn cur