Chapter 018
"Cade! It's enough!" I cut in, not meeting his or my mother's eyes. "There's no need to talk about that."
But his revelation had jolted my mother, and she gaped at me like I had suddenly lost a second head. Then her eyes softened, and she gasped.
"Hannah, is that true?" She took a step forward and licked her lips. "Are you being bullied at school?"
I hesitated for a second, wondering if I could hold back my tears if I opened my mouth. Then I nodded and forced a smile. "Do you really think the daughter of a traitor will be loved?"
"Hannah—"
"I know I should have told you," I swallowed. "But you and Dad already had so much to deal with. Besides, I'm already used to it. Cade, Jace, and Chase are the only friends I have. Please, don't be harsh on them."
"I—" She licked her lips and shook her head. "How long?"
"Not anymore, Mum," I told her, still holding up my fake smile. "What matters is that they protect me now. I'm going to be fine."
She turned to them with tears in her eyes, and I could see her lips quivering. "Thank you for taking care of her." She wiped her tears and quietly left the kitchen without another word. I knew what she heard hurt her, but at least she would begin to see the triplets in a new light.
With that, I led Cade and Chase to my room, feeling sad and scared at the same time. But as we entered, their calm and reassuring presence helped to ease my nerves.
"Hey, it's going to be okay," Cade said, sitting beside Chase and me on the bed. "We're not going to let anything happen to you. You're safe with us. And I apologize for telling your mum about…"
I nodded. "I know. I just...I don't know what Alpha Dawson is capable of."
Chase rubbed my arm. "We will triple your bodyguards if that's what it takes to protect you."
"Alpha Dawson also has many guards," I looked around and suddenly realized that Jace wasn't with them. How didn't I notice earlier? "Where's Jace? Is he okay?"
"Of course, he is on his way. He had to do something, and we couldn't wait." Cade responded, then leaned closer to me. "Hannah, I think it would be best if you and your mother moved to our pack. We can offer you better protection there."
I shook my head. "My mum would never agree to that. She's too stubborn, and she loves our home too much. She and Dad paid off the mortgage a few weeks before he was kicked out of the pack."
"Okay, I get it. Well, what if we posted some more guards around your house, then? That way, you'd have extra protection without having to move."
I frowned, feeling uneasy about the idea. "I don't know...I don't want to draw attention to ourselves. Alpha Dawson might see it as a challenge, like my mum said."
"Alright, what if we just increased our patrols around your neighbourhood, then? That way, we'd be keeping an eye on things without being too obvious."
I sighed, feeling frustrated. "Cade, I appreciate your efforts, but I just don't think any of these solutions will work."
The room fell into a comfortable silence. Chase pulled me closer to himself, and I rested on his chest. He gently touched my head and ran his fingers through my hair. His gentle strokes through my hair were like a lullaby, soothing my frazzled nerves. I felt my body relax further into his embrace, my heart rate slowing to match the calm rhythm of his.
"Since we can't figure out a solution, we will be with you every minute. Do you also think that's a bad idea?" Cade winked, and I smiled for the first time in several hours.
"That's a moderately good idea." I blushed.
As our conversation continued, I asked about their pack, curious to know how my bodyguards easily overpowered Alpha Dawson's guards. It seemed like they had been training for the very moment, and I could almost swear that they anticipated the confrontation.
"Like we said before, we train differently. We are not particularly good at academics, but we can fight. That is why we isolate ourselves most of the time." Chase explained as he continued to stroke my hair. He was the perfect distraction, at least temporarily.
"Honestly, I don't think I'd ever spoken to anybody from your pack before I met three of you."
Chase chuckled, then whispered, "We were meant to find each other, Hannah. I know that."
I gazed up at him, our eyes locking in a tender connection. Then, the room around us started to melt away slowly as he smiled, leaving only the two of us suspended in the intimate moment. I had always tried to imagine what true love would feel like from the books I used to read, but right at that moment, I knew I had felt it—in his eyes, the way they searched for my heart, and the way our breath matched.
"I don't think we should—" My voice trailed off as his fingers traced gentle patterns at my back, forcing me to quiver slightly with need. The anxious air in the room was replaced by a charged silence. The only sound was our breathing, synchronized and slow.
'You need this, Hannah.' I told myself, hoping to justify the feelings coursing through my body and the thoughts in my mind. How could I, in the worst time, still dream of kissing his lips, of touching his bare chest?
Focus, Hannah. Think about your life!
"We shouldn't be doing this," He whispered before claiming my lips with his. Bad idea. Terrible idea.
I put up a gentle protest, but it was no use. I could never stop myself from embracing the warm, demanding kiss that filled my heart and soothed my soul. I wanted to drown myself in the pleasure, in his arms.
Slowly, he leaned in and deepened the kiss, his hand cupping my breast. I felt the rush of heat between my legs and pulled him closer.
With a groan, Cade's hands came up from behind and lifted me till I was on my knees on the bed. "Take it off," he growled, tugging at my shirt. My fingers moved to take off my shirt, but he beat me to it, kissing and nibbling at my neck with need.
With my top gone, Cade yanked off my bra and cupped my breasts with his hands. He gave them a little squeeze before grabbing my hair gently. I felt him brush the length of his hard cock against my back, and I shuddered. Before I could recover, Chase rolled me onto my back and slid his fingers in between my legs.
Slowly, Cade watched as Chase pulled my panties off. And just like I imagined it would feel like, he slid his finger inside me, stretching me before he started to thrust gently. Only, it felt better than all my imagination.
"Hurt?" He asked as he slowed his pace, and just as I had barely shaken my head, he slipped his finger deeper inside me. I gasped and shut my eyes, and then neither of us spoke again. His movement quickened inside me, driving me to the very edge of things that I could not describe.
"Ch—" I started, but my words were drowned by the moans that escaped my lips. I could barely recognize my own voice as my body quaked with pleasure. Chase didn't stop, nor did he slow down; instead, he plunged a second finger inside me, his breath coming off in short puffs. I grabbed my bedsheet and moaned out, feeling my wetness drip all over his fingers.
Cade decided he had watched enough, but as he pulled closer to me, a sharp knock echoed from the door.
In a second, Chase quickly pulled out, and we turned sharply to face the door, half-naked. We froze when Jace walked in, and for a moment, words failed us. Jace looked around, from my panties hanging off the edge of the bed to Chase squatting at the foot of the bed and Cade looking puzzled.
Then she shook his head. "We'll talk about what you three were doing without me later," he said, breaking the silence. "Right now, we have a problem to deal with."
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
