Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Lucian, Control Yourself!

Her hands were raw. Visibly damaged. The skin on her palms was callused and marked with small cuts. Her wrists were thin enough that the brothers could see the delicate bones clearly.

She looked like she’d been worked to exhaustion.

Lucian stood up abruptly.

"Fuck that bastard," he said, his voice rough and dangerous. "I’m going to kill him right now."

He moved toward the door with the intention of leaving the room, of finding Garrett, of extracting payment for what the pack had done to their mate.

"Sit down," Nicholas said, his voice dropping to something lethal.

Lucian stopped. For a moment, there was visible internal struggle, Zev fighting against Nicholas’s command, desperate to hunt, desperate to claim, desperate to protect what was theirs.

Then Lucian sat back down, but his entire body was vibrating with barely contained rage and need. His eyes were completely gold. His hands were clenched into fists. The muscles in his jaw were working like he was grinding his teeth hard enough to break them.

Nicholas turned back to look at Lilith.

She was standing in the center of the room, her small frame looking even smaller in the luxurious space. Her expression was one of pure fear. She was looking between the three brothers with the expression of a prey animal surrounded by predators.

Nicholas understood immediately.

The last time she’d been summoned like this, during the contract...it had ended in multiple rounds of sex. She’d been brought to their rooms and they’d used her body without restraint. She’d experienced the full intensity of their need and their possession.

She expected the same now.

The fear in her eyes was absolute.

Nicholas stood slowly, deliberately, showing her that his movements were controlled. He wasn’t rushing toward her. Wasn’t making any sudden movements. He was being careful.

"Lilith," he said, his voice smooth and measured. "How are you?"

The question was simple. But the way he said her name, the way his voice wrapped around the syllables...made something inside her shudder.

She didn’t answer.

"Lilith," Nicholas said again, using her name like a tool to draw her attention. "Answer me."

"I’m... fine," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Her face was turned down, her eyes on the floor, her entire body language screaming that she was trying to make herself invisible.

"How is your mother?" Nicholas asked.

Still looking at the floor, Lilith answered: "She’s... the same. Still unconscious."

Her voice was hollow. Defeated.

"How has the pack been treating you since you returned?" Nicholas asked.

"Fine," Lilith said again, the lie obvious in her voice.

Nicholas let that hang for a moment. Then: "Raise your head, Lilith. I want to see your face when you answer me."

She hesitated. The command was gentle, but it was still a command. The alpha authority behind it was undeniable.

Slowly, reluctantly, Lilith raised her head.

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