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Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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VERONICA

"Vera... Vera!"

I heard a familiar voice speaking to me, and I quickly crawled out from under the bed. Outside, the clamor of shouts and roars continued unabated.

"Vera, get up! We need to leave now."

I stand up from the floor. My mother's voice sounded urgent. Tears streamed down my face, and my entire body was drenched in sweat. The soaked clothes clung tightly to my trembling body, as fear continued to make me shiver. I didn't understand what was happening, but evidently, there was a massacre unfolding outside.

"Mum, what is wrong?" I ask in a shaky voice. I tremble in fear as the half-moon casts its ray on my room. Mom's eyes were filled with tears, which she managed to hide from her voice.

"Shiii," she places her index finger on her lips. "Everything will be fine, Vera, but we must go now."

She dragged me up from the bed and made her way towards the door. I am sure it's still midnight. Where then are we going, and what in hell is happening out there?

A bloody scream from outside has my eyes opening. I see bizarre-looking wolves with fierce, menacing gazes attacking and devouring old people, women, and children. Their eyes emit a bloodthirsty red glow due to excitement. I attempt to look out the window, but my mom quickly pulls me away.

My mind can't even place what is going on. The castle seems empty, unlike what it used to be. Even at night, when I sneak out to get some air, the servants and guards would still be out there, but now, no one is.

The glowing sounds of pain became louder as we moved down the hallway. It was painful even to hear, and the sound of claws clashing in the air filled my ear. It terrifies me not to imagine what's actually going on in there.

Our pack has definitely been invaded. I am sure of it. Those huge figures that looked twice the size of my father, who is a Gemini wolf, were outside-thousands of them.

"Mum, where is Father?"

I am scared, so scared that I can't even feel my feet. My eyes searched through the figures outside, which I can barely see thanks to the moon that casts its ray. Father is not there, or maybe I haven't seen him yet.

"Veronica, hide!" my mother screams in a whisper. I crouch down to my feet immediately. I was standing near the window, maybe one of those creatures has seen me. I tiptoed; still crouching at my feet to where Mom was shivering, I feared. I embrace her tightly as we weep silently in each other's arms.

"What are those, mother?"

"LYCANS"

I could sense the fear in my mother's tone as she pronounced it. The Lycans... they have finally gotten us. I have heard stories about them that I considered to be fairy tales. Those dangerous creatures have finally gotten to our pack.

"They are after us, Veronica," Mom whispers to me.

"why?' I am curious to know why the Lycans are after us, but before I could get a response, we heard a startling glow just inside the castle.

I hear another cry of pain, followed by absolute stillness, then a head falls just beside me. I whimpered in fear and cringed more tightly at Mom. She shot me the "you must not move" glare, and I nodded nervously.

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