THIRD PERSON’S POVThe triplets had picked a day and cleared their schedule for when they were going to get their mother. Declan did not know what to expect, because for all he knew she wasn’t even related to any witch in any manner and it was all just a big misunderstanding. But he was not going to forgive himself if he did not at least explore the chance of it, and basically two birds with one stone. He was going to find out about the woman who birthed him and also get help about his mate. They had embarked on the journey that was going to take at least half of the day. They were in their car, alternating to drive every few hours while the others that were not driving read through some manuscripts about witches because they wanted to try and decipher what the journal meant but they had little to no success with that. It was like trying to learn a brand new language. “This is so frustrating man.” Liam groaned as he slammed the big book he was reading shut and leaned his head to the

THIRD PERSON’S POVWren drank in the expressions on their faces when she left her room. She did not know how long it was going to take them to find their mate or how far they were going to take her so she did not what to pack. She decided on not to get anything and to hit the road as soon as possible. “You are not going to pack anything?” Declan asked. He took in the outfit she was wearing and judged if it was going to keep her comfortable for the duration they were going to go back to the pack and the last place they presumed she was in. In the research that they had taken over the last three months, they came to the conclusion that she had gone to the woods and she had taken her bodyguard with her who was also nowhere to be found. “No. Do I need more clothes?” She asked him. Declan judged by the time they had and the amount of pressure he was under and decided that he couldn’t wait for all of that, “No, it's fine. We should be on our way Wren.” She agreed to him with a nod before

THIRD PERSON’S POVWith the babies in their hands, it slowed them down as they managed to leave the cave with Daisy behind. Wren could barely carry herself to run because this was the first time she was using her magic this way. She had always believed that she couldn’t learn how to do magic because she was simply incapable but what she just did, it took years of hard work and practice to be able to do that. She couldn’t believe her abilities, and she wanted to ponder about it once they were out of this place successfully. “Take this route, we need to move as fast as possible.” Declan, who looked like he did this every day, instructed them. He worked well under pressure. It was one of the things he learned from his father and when he would train with the beta of the pack and some of the warriors. His brothers got invited too but none of them really came. Especially after they were told the whole thing about the prophecy surrounding their family. “Yes, we do.” Julian clutched the baby

THIRD PERSON’S POVIt had been a long and tedious 48 hours for the triplets as each of them waited for the fate that only one of them had to suffer. Wren stayed back in the palace because she could not bear to leave her brothers in such a state even though she barely even knew them. This was the first time that she was with someone that she would call family and she liked the feeling. Also, she knew that her days of being a witch were about to be over so she might as well start learning about her other side. She was assigned a maid and a room in the palace to stay as long as she needed. Even though she was not an heir to the palace, the triplets had told everyone to accord the same respect to her as though she was one. Wren also grew fond of the triplets and she could feel herself getting attached to them. As a kid, the only person she had was the lady her mother left to take care of Wren. Even though she did a pretty good job at it, it was still never going to be the same because sh

DECLAN I had never known fear until today when I heard what had happened. As disoriented as I was, I managed to rush down to check for a pulse anywhere on his body and luckily as I was checking, I felt one on his neck. I nearly cried out in happiness and relief as I collapsed on the chair that was behind me. “He is alive. He is alive. Call on the doctors. Fast, Julian.” I yelled at him. Julian rushed outside and Poppy followed right behind him too. I looked down at the mess and the dead snake and sighed. Was this the hex or was it already rooted deep inside of him? There was still black blood seeping out of my mouth that looked disgusting. Was he dying already? I didn’t want to face the rest of the day like this. I didn’t want him to die just like this. We have so much more to experience, and I haven’t even given him a proper goodbye. I felt tears sting in my eyes even though I was not the type that ever cried. But I couldn’t handle it. And it wasn’t even the time to fucking cry. I