Chalice.
It’s been four days! Another four days since I last saw any of my husbands. Four days since they decided I was ’clean’ enough to grace their presence... and goddess, I think I have finally reached my breaking point.
I think I have finally gotten to the point where I could no longer stand their unreasonable inability to stand my presence.
—And I had gotten to the point where I was done waiting for Lou to take care of my problem: Leilani.
I had to take matters into my own hands. To kill her myself at any given opportunity. This thought made my hands tremble as I brought my glass of water to my mouth, sighing in tiredness when my eyes snagged on the several dishes in front of me.
Before me was a large feast containing foods of different kinds. I had specifically asked the kitchen staff to make a feast for myself and the triplets. To cook everything they could. To make it all mouthwatering... but now, seeing all of it, all I could think of was a way to throw them all out.
Why?
Because I intended to surprise my Alphas. I wanted them fully fed while I broke the news I had for them... and what did they do? They didn’t show up.
Goddess, we live in the same house but I never get to see them anymore. I never get to talk to them. And after that one time they marked me during our marriage rites, they never touched me.
Not once!
They didn’t even consummate our marriage, to seal the deal and ensure that I become their one true mate.
Now, all I was left with was a partially severed bond. All I could feel was their undying love for my stupid twin sister.
I could feel the way their confused wolves craved her like she was oxygen. And I hated it. I hated that I ever allowed them to mark me only for me to be put through this kind of hell.
The thought made my eyes full with tears as I slowly rose to my feet, intending to walk out of the dining area and abandon all of this hard work put together.
However, just as I rose up, I heard the sound of the front door creaking open and my nostrils flared when I was met with their distinct tantalizing scent. My wolf rolled over in my mind, exposing her belly in a gesture of submission and I turned in their direction despite my fruitless attempt to appear unbothered.
’Act cool... act cool.’ I tried to chant in my head; So tell me why the fuck I was smiling like a clown, unable to help myself?
Tell me why my smile fell when I realized they didn’t seem as excited as I was to see them?
Zevran, as usual, was the least excited or reactive to see me. He simply stopped when he saw me, his eyes trailing over the length of my now dyed hair which I had specifically chosen to be in the same shade of silver as Leilani’s, and then he turned away with his nose scrunched up.
But I didn’t miss the almost imperceptible hardening of his jaw or the way his hands balled into fists as he turned away.
He was mad.
Not like I care.
"Is this your latest resort?" A voice asked and I didn’t even need to check to know that it was Caelum.
My breath hitched when he came to stand close to me— so close that my lady bits trembled when his scent filled my nostrils. I could vaguely remember the way he used to fuck me. How he would pound into me from my behind... the way he loved to suck my tits... the way he fingers me.
I squeezed my eyes shut and bit lips, only snapping out of my reverie when he twirled a few strands of my new hair between his fingers and shrugged.
"It doesn’t look good on you."
My face fell.
Goddess, if my mood was a balloon then trust me when I say it deflated.
Tears stung my eyes now, and this time, I didn’t even bother to try to stop it. I brought my hands to my lips and whispered; "Caelu—"
"You’re trying too hard." He added without missing a beat, not caring about the effects his words had on me. "Even the person you’re trying so hard to emulate doesn’t do so much." He said, twisting the knife even deeper into my chest.
I turned away when another smell hit my nose and against my better judgment, my breath hitched when Kael came into view. "What’s the feast and the hair for?" He drawled from the back, his eyes on the table and not on me.
And fucking hell, I miss the time when he used to look at me. The time when I was his moon and stars and the freaking solar system put together.
The time when he looked at me like I was food and not some disgusting Leilani wannabe. I sighed; "We’re having twins."
"You’re having twins." He corrected me without looking at me, his voice cold as he added; "...that’s not my child in your belly."


"If that’s the narrative that helps you sleep well at night, then fly with it." He drawled, and with that, he disappeared up the stairs, leaving me staring at his retreating body in anger and disappointment.
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