Mated To The Alpha's Triplet

ground as Elder Hancock made it to my spot, scorn written all over his wrinkled face. His bony finger, like a gnarled b

tar-coated teeth. "You dragged an honorable man to his kne

like a physical blow. Shame burned in my throat, a bitter

whole family shuddered in pain as the twine on our wrists kept eating into our skins like locusts. We were tied

hung up fo

te even though his voice still lingered in the air. I

s soon as the Alpha nodded towards Father. That was it. That was all he needed to tighten the grip on the weapon lost in

towards him. It was that final ruffled murmurs of boys, those wh

queezed my eyes shut-bracing myself for the worst. But the sound I expected – the cold bite of steel – n

ne more drop of blood