Rejected and Claimed by her Alpha Triplets Chapter 300 - to remedy

300

~Thorne’s POV

I stared at Elara for a long mont. Slowly, I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. It wasn’t gentle or hesitant; it was desperate, almost like I was trying to make up for lost ti. When I pulled back, I whispered, "I’m sorry... for making you feel like you weren’t enough. You are enough, Elara. You’ve always been enough."

She laughed softly, a sound that ward sothing deep inside . "Thorne... It’s fine."

She tilted her head, eyes sparkling with mischief and care. "But I have another suggestion for you."

I raised a brow. "Another suggestion?"

"Yes," she said. "You should ask about your mother from Great Luna Seraphine. Your stepmother."

I blinked, caught off guard. "Seraphine? Why didn’t I think of that?"

She smiled knowingly. "Probably because you never thought about it, or maybe because your father forbade you from talking about her."

I exhaled, feeling a mix of relief and sha. "You’re right. I never thought of it because of him."

And I was a bad son to Seraphine. She actually cared about , but I refused to perform my filial duty as a son to her. It’s been a while since I checked on her, and to be honest, I had no idea how she had been faring.

Elara reached out and gently squeezed my hand. "Then let’s go. I’ll co with you. It’s been a while, and I should visit her too."

I nodded, grateful for her support. "Alright. Let’s go."

We walked together through the palace corridors. My mind was racing. What would Seraphine say? Would she still want as her son? Would she... listen to ?

Finally, we reached the doors to her chamber. The maids and guards bowed as we entered. I took a deep breath and stepped forward with Elara at my side.

And then I saw her. Great Luna Seraphine.

She was beautiful, even at her age, graceful and commanding. Her silver hair frad her face perfectly, and her eyes... those eyes had always held wisdom and warmth. I could see imdiately why my father had married her, why people revered her. Despite being around seventy, she radiated power and presence.

Seraphine’s gaze fell on us, and a smile spread across her face. "Thorne! Elara! How wonderful to see you both." Her voice was strong yet gentle, carrying both authority and affection.

I bowed respectfully. "Great Luna, how have you been?"

Elara curtsied lightly, smiling. "It’s good to see you, Great Luna."

She chuckled softly, motioning for us to co closer. "Please, co in. Sit, sit... Don’t stand so stiffly."

Elara squeezed my hand again as we stepped further into the room. "See? She looks happy to see us," she whispered.

I nodded, still taking in the sight of Seraphine. Her presence was overwhelming, calm, strong, and kind all at once. "It’s... been too long," I said softly.

Seraphine’s smile grew wider. "Yes, it has, Thorne. Too long indeed! And Elara... my dear, you’ve grown so much since I last saw you. Truly remarkable." Her voice carried pride, and I could see the genuine warmth in her eyes.

Elara bowed her head slightly, smiling. "Thank you, Great Luna. It’s good to see you again."

Seraphine motioned toward the chairs near the large window. "Sit, both of you. Co, rest your feet."

We obeyed, taking our seats.

Seraphine chuckled softly, then clapped her hands lightly. "Girls! Bring refreshnts, sothing to eat, and drink. These two need it."

The maids hurried over, bowing as they set out a small tray with fruit, warm bread, and tea. The aroma of freshly baked bread and herbs filled the room. I glanced at Elara, and she gave a small smile.

"Thank you," I said, looking at Seraphine.

She waved her hand dismissively. "Nonsense. You’ve both been through so much. Sit, eat, drink."

Elara chuckled softly.

"She hasn’t changed at all," I whispered to her.

"She hasn’t," Elara replied, her eyes glimring. "And I’m glad for it."

Seraphine’s eyes twinkled as she leaned slightly forward. "You know, Thorne, it warms my heart to see you standing tall and strong. I see the fire in your eyes, the determination. And Elara... you complent him well. You’ve always been wise beyond your years."

I felt a flush of warmth at her words, but I kept my expression neutral. "Great Luna... It’s an honor to hear that from you."

Seraphine waved her hand again, gesturing toward the refreshnts. "Eat, drink, and regain your strength. You’ll need it. And then... we will talk about more important matters. I have questions, advice, and yes, guidance for both of you. But first, nourishnt."

Elara picked up a piece of bread and smiled at . "We can finally rest for a mont," she said quietly.

I felt a strange mixture of nerves and excitent as we sat. mories of her and father, the palace halls, the lessons, all ca rushing back.

She studied us for a long mont, her piercing eyes scanning both and Elara. Then her expression softened, and a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

"Thorne... It’s been a while since you visited ," she said, her voice gentle but carrying that quiet authority only she could command. "And Elara, my dear, the sa goes for you, too."

Elara returned her smile, bowing her head slightly. "We are sorry, Great Luna," she said, her tone warm. "There were a lot of things to handle. And don’t forget, you handed over the internal duties to at a very young age."

I could hear the teasing in her voice, and I caught a glimpse of Seraphine’s twinkling eyes. She leaned back in her chair, her silver hair catching the morning light, and she shook her head slowly, a smirk playing on her lips.

"So..." she said, her voice rising just enough to make it clear she was teasing. "I’m at fault here, right? And is that the reason why you both decided not to give a grandchild?"

I froze, blinking at her in surprise. My mouth opened, but no words ca out. I felt heat rise to my cheeks, a mixture of embarrassnt and guilt.

Elara let out a soft laugh, almost musical, and I could see the amusent in her eyes. She reached out and gave my arm a gentle squeeze, a silent reminder to stay calm.

"I... uh..." I stamred, trying to find the right words, but nothing sounded right. Every ti I opened my mouth, Seraphine’s teasing expression made falter.

Elara laughed again softly, covering her mouth with her hand. "Great Luna, it’s not exactly like that," she said, trying to explain, though I could tell she was enjoying the mont too.

Seraphine leaned forward slightly, resting her chin on her hand, eyes glinting with mischief. "Not exactly, you say?" she repeated, her voice playful. "I’ve known you both for years. I can see when sothing isn’t being said. Co on now, you two. Don’t hide from ."

I shifted in my seat, feeling both nervous and exposed. "Great Luna... It’s complicated," I admitted finally, my voice low. "We... we didn’t an to... I an..."

Elara rolled her eyes at but kept smiling. "We were busy," she said lightly, laughing. "And it wasn’t because we didn’t want to give you a grandchild. Life... duties... circumstances."

Seraphine chuckled, a deep, warm sound that filled the room. "Circumstances, eh? I see. And yet, you ca here today, so perhaps it’s ti to redy that?" She leaned back, crossing her arms, still smiling.