Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha-Chapter 37: Hearts Unleashed

"ELARA!" The triplets shouted in unison as her body convulsed, silver light pouring from her eyes and mouth. Kael moved fastest, catching her as she fell. The cracked pendant at her throat pulsed with irregular bursts of light. "We need to get it off her," Darian said, grabbing for the necklace. "No!" Ronan grabbed his hand. "Remember what Tobias said? The pendant connects to her power. Removing it could kill her." Kael held Elara’s head as her body shook.

"Then what do we do?" Darian closed his eyes, thinking. "The overflow. It’s too much power with nowhere to go." "The mate bond," Kael realized suddenly. "It’s designed to be shared between all of us." Understanding flashed across their faces. Without hesitation, all three brothers put their hands on Elara – Kael at her heart, Ronan at her forehead, Darian at her pendant. "Take it," Kael whispered. "Give us your pain." The silver light rushed from Elara’s body into theirs. Pain shot through Kael’s blood like liquid fire. His vision blurred, muscles seized. Beside him, his brothers grimaced in shared pain. But it was working. The wild light in Elara faded. Her breathing stopped. When her eyes fluttered open, they were normal again. "What happened?" "You scared us half to death is what happened," Ronan said, his voice rough with emotion. They helped her sit up as the last of the silver light faded from their skin. The mountain had stopped shaking, but smoke still rose from the fallen caves. "We need shelter," Darian said, looking at the darkening sky. "A storm’s coming." Kael lifted Elara into his arms. "I know a place.

An old hunting house not far from here." She tried to protest. "I can walk—" "Save your strength," he said, his voice softer than she’d ever heard it. They went in silence through the forest. Elara felt the stress in Kael’s body, saw the conflict in his eyes each time he glanced down at her. Something had changed in him. The cabin was small but sturdy, hidden among thick pines. Inside, Ronan started a fire while Darian checked the surrounds. Kael gently set Elara on a worn cushion. "How do you feel?" "Like I got hit by a truck," she revealed. "But alive." His fingers brushed her cheek. "You jumped off a cliff for me." "You would have done the same." "Yes," he agreed. "I would have." A heated silence hung between them. Ronan busied himself at the stove. Darian returned with water from a nearby stream. "You should rest," Darian told Elara, giving her a cup. "That power surge took a lot out of you." "And us," Ronan added with a weak smile. "I feel like I ran a hundred miles." Elara sipped the water. "What happened back there? With Celeste?" "Blood magic," Darian explained. "Old, banned power. She sacrificed herself to become a vessel for something darker." "Something connected to your father’s curse," Elara said, looking at Kael. His jaw tightened. "We need answers, and there’s only one wolf who has them." "Alpha Marcus," Ronan growled. Thunder rumbled outside. The storm Darian predicted had arrived. "We confront him tomorrow," Kael decided. "Tonight, we recover our strength." Ronan yawned widely. "Good plan. I call the bedroom." Darian rolled his eyes. "There’s only one, and we’re sharing it.

You two take the big room." Before Elara could complain, the younger brothers disappeared into the cabin’s single bedroom, closing the door with a meaningful look at Kael. Alone now, the tension between them crackled like the fire. Kael paced, his shoulders tight, hands tightening and unclenching. "Something’s bothering you," Elara said softly. He stopped, looking into the flames. "I almost got you killed today." "That wasn’t your fault." "I rejected our bond," he said, voice raw with emotion. "I called you worthless. I was so blinded by pack custom that I couldn’t see what was right in front of me." Elara stood on shaky legs. "And what was that?" Kael turned to face her, his Alpha eyes glowing slightly in the dim cabin. "The most remarkable wolf I’ve ever known." Her heart skipped. "Kael—" "Let me finish." He stepped closer. "When I was falling and you jumped after me without hesitation... No one has ever put themselves at risk for me like that." "You’re my mate," she said simply. "Am I?" His voice dropped lower. "Even after everything I said and did?" Elara reached up, touching his cheek. "The bond chose us for a reason. All of us." "I don’t deserve you." "It’s not about deserving," she whispered. "It’s about choosing." Lightning flashed outside, illuminating his face.

The proud, cold mask he always wore had cracked open, revealing something vulnerable beneath. "I feel it," Kael admitted, his voice barely audible. "The bond. I’ve felt it from the beginning. I just fought it because I was afraid." "The mighty future Alpha, afraid?" She smiled gently. "Terrified," he corrected. "Not of you, but of what you make me feel. When I’m with you, I’m not just the Alpha heir. I’m just... Kael." His hand brushed her cheek, then slid behind her neck. Elara’s breath caught as he leaned closer. "I’m choosing you, Elara Moon," he whispered. "If you’ll still have me." Before she could answer, his lips met hers. The moment they touched, the mate bond between them exploded with sensation. Silver light danced beneath their skin where they joined. Heat coursed through Elara’s body, making her gasp against his mouth. Kael pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Years of denial and resistance melted away as the bond sang between them, brighter and stronger than before. When they finally broke apart, both were breathing hard.

The silver glow beneath their skin slowly faded. "That was..." Elara couldn’t find words. "I know," Kael’s voice was rough with emotion. His eyes searched hers. "I’ve been fighting this for so long. Fighting you." "And now?" "Now I’ll fight for you," he promised. "Against my father, against the curse, against anyone who tries to harm you." The pendant at her throat, still cracked but no longer painful, gave a soft pulse of light. "What about your brothers?" she asked quietly. "The bond connects me to them too." A shadow passed over Kael’s face. "I know. And that’s something we’ll need to figure out together." The cell door suddenly burst open. Tobias stood there, drenched from the storm, his face white with fear. "You need to come now," the old wolf gasped. "It’s Luna Evelyn. She’s been hit." "Mother?" Kael’s face drained of color. "Who—" "Alpha Marcus." Tobias’s voice shook. "He knows what happened on the mountain. He knows Elara’s powers have awakened." "We have to go," Elara said immediately. Kael shook his head. "It could be a trap." "It definitely is," Tobias confirmed. "But you don’t understand.

She told me to tell you something before she lost consciousness." "What?" Kael demanded. "The prophecy isn’t what you think. Elara isn’t just a silver wolf." Tobias looked at her with new fear in his eyes. "She’s Marcus’s kid. His eldest. The true Alpha heir." Silence fell over the cabin. Kael stared at Elara in shock. And somewhere in the shadows outside, a figure watched through the window, bright eyes gleaming in the darkness. Celeste wasn’t as dead as they thought.