Bonded To Her Triple Alphas

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“Have you forgotten your position, little thing?” His tone has tightened to a low roar.

“What could you do to me any further?”

“A lot. I’ll walk into your consciousness and make you have nightmares directly from hell. You’d continue in them, wishing and wailing and shrilling and fighting all to a fruitless objective that the torment stops. Then, I’d wake you to reality only to have you put back into the hellscape of a slumber, and you’d repeat the cycle. Imagine it. Feeling death without actually being dead.” My nerves spike at his words. That’s an awful sentence to give to anyone, but I’m not about to back off now.

Kade has taken a few steps closer to closing the gap between our bodies. The pores of my skin feel the intensity of his, the heat radiating from his.

“If you could do that, why haven’t you done it all these while? Why kill people that I love?” My eyes drift down to the others, who remain seated as though nothing is happening right now.

If anything, werewolves can play ignorance at their bad deeds.

“Because it is much more fun to kill them. The pain...”

I stop him midsentence. “Why do you want me to succumb to pain? Why do you inflict it on me?”

“I expected much intelligence from a witch.”

“Except I’m not one yet, because your kind killed everyone and everything that could have made me one.” Then, I point my finger at him. “But that’s not the matter, is it? You punish me for a reason other than the fun of it. If you wanted me to live in pain, you’d have left me for the dogs to feed on or Alpha Alaric to torture. However, you did not.”

“I command you to stop now!”

“I will not!” I shout back, which causes his eyes to flick to a red glow. It was sudden. My eyes almost thought it was my brain playing tricks with its interpretation.

Kade’s voice is far from ethereal; in fact, it is the opposite of it. He’s roaring, and from every breath of his, I can feel tension. At the back of his throat, with each exhalation and inhalation, there is a familiar, low, rumbling, coarse sound.

“You all are suffering from infatuation. There’s a delusional affection in your mind towards me, and you’re already obsessed. That is why you’re keeping me. But only to keep yourself from feeling weak, which exactly you are—a coward and a fool and nothing less—you decided to worsen my life like it’d bring you any peace.”

Kade’s hand tightens around my throat, his fingers clocking to the very back of my neck to keep me gagging. In a flash, my eyes shift to his plate of food, and reaching out to a knife, I thrust it into his heart, which sends him taking a staggered walk backwards.

Shocked by my own action, I did the same action, my palms shaking. I never imagined I could hurt someone in reality. Kade deserves more, but I’m not supposed to be evil.

Gravity changes course all of a sudden, and my stomach is hitting the table, and Kieran is pinning me into the chair with just one hand, and he’s clipping my ass in position with his thighs. As I feel his dick against my ass in the suffocating proximity, he whispers, “do that ever again, and you’re dead.”

My heart is hammering within me, my sebaceous gland is on the spike with perspiration, and my lips are trembling lightly.

The door opens just then, and a raging voice quakes, “what the fuck have you guys done with my servant?”

Kieran releases me, which enables me to see the face of their uncle. He looks like he is about to tear each of their stomachs open to get his answers.

“Uncle, he went against our rules. There’s nothing to be worried about. We’d gift you another.” Kyle is the one to talk to.

“I am much more concerned about your motive! What has come over the three of you?”

“Everyone, leave!” Kade orders with his Alpha tone.

My sight catches him removing the knife from his skin with a squelching sound, like that’s not his body, and he feels no pain from it.

The sight is distressing, so I hurry out of the room along with the maids, but not without hearing Kade call my name. I didn’t stop.

I stroll down the hallway to my room, and the moment I’m able to shut the door behind me, my back slides down its frame and warm tears flow down my cheeks.

There’s too much pain I’ve encountered from the previous night until now, but amongst it is a fairly significant satisfaction from hurting Kade, even when it goes against all my knowledge of the personality of a witch.

I’m supposed to be good, but to protect myself in this place, I don’t have a choice but to be brutal as well. Only if I can gain my powers soon.

The thoughts of killing myself roam through my mind again, but that’s not my decision now. Rather, I must find a way out of here. Neither Aiden nor anyone that I once loved would want me to kill myself, so I shall find a way to escape her and find my powers, and when I do, I’ll come back for the triplets.

I will make them suffer so much that they’ll be the ones with the thoughts to kill themselves.

That’s my decision, and that’s the aim I’m after!