Revenge After Rebirth: Fated To The Triplets I Hate Chapter 75: Coward

Lucas’s POV

I didn’t want to look back at her. If I did, I wouldn’t hold myself back. Those searching eyes were so damn captivating. It would pull in, and I’d be lost in it. I’d want to step closer, to let my fingers graze her cheek, to kiss her until the world faded away. But no. I couldn’t let her see like that, like I was just another wolf chasing her, hungry for what she could offer, like the triplets with their possessive glares and sharp words. I wasn’t them. I wouldn’t be them. Shoving the thought down, I forced my legs to continue moving, off the packhouse corridor as I headed toward Alpha Darius’ throne chamber. He’d requested my presence, and I wasn’t one to keep the alpha waiting.

The air in the packhouse felt heavy today, with the scent f wolves who’d passed through. My wolf, Ryn, stirred restlessly in my chest, his presence. He’d been restless since monts ago, since that mont in the corridor when I’d brushed past Iris, her scent hitting . Sweet, like wildflowers after rain, with a hint of sothing warm. It had taken everything in to keep walking then, to not turn back and let Ryn take over. Even now, as I strode toward the alpha’s eting room, Ryn’s voice growled softly, "Go back. Talk to her. She’s..."

"Enough," I muttered under my breath, clenching my jaw. I didn’t need him stirring up more than I already was. Ryn was barely 24 hours with and he’s already over doing things.

The eting room was just ahead, its oak door slightly opened, letting out the low murmur of voices. I pushed it open and stepped inside, the air of the atmosphere hitting as I took in the scene. Alpha Darius stood at the center of the room, his broad shoulders filling out his dark tunic, his presence commanding even. Around him stood a group of warriors. The room was warm, the late sumr afternoon light streaming through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the stone floor.

Darius’s eyes lit up when he saw , a wide grin spreading across his face. "Lucas!" he bood, stepping forward and pulling into a firm embrace. His hand clapped my back. "My son, co here."

I stiffened slightly at the word son, but I let it pass, offering a tight smile as he released . Darius turned to the warriors, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "This is Lucas, future alpha of War Born, son of my brother, Trent."

The warriors straightened further, their eyes flicking to . I stood taller, eting their gazes, my expression brave. I wasn’t here to impress them, but I wouldn’t shrink under their scrutiny either. Darius’s grin widened even more as he gestured to . "He’s one of us now, part of this pack. And I’m assigning him as the personal guard to my sons, the triplets. They’ll request his services when needed, and you all will give him the respect he deserves. And if not, you all will answer to . Understood?"

"Yes, Alpha!" The warriors responded in unison.

Darius nodded, satisfied, then waved a hand nonchalantly. "Dismissed."

The warriors filed out, their boots scuffing against the floor, leaving the room quieter. Darius turned back to , his smile softening into sothing warr, almost fatherly. He clapped my shoulder again, pulling along as he started walking. "Co, boy. Let’s take a stroll."

We stepped out of the eting room, the corridor stretching before us. Darius’s mood was jovial, his deep voice filling the space as we walked. "You know, Lucas, I’ve always admired your strength. Even as a boy, you had that fire in you. Trent would be proud."

I nodded, my throat tightening at the ntion of my father. "Thank you, Alpha," I said, keeping my tone even. I wasn’t one for sentint, but Darius’s words carried weight, and I felt the warmth of his approval settle over .

As we walked, a few maids passed by, their heads dipping in quick bows. "Good afternoon, Alpha. Lucas," one of them murmured, her voice soft, her eyes lingering on for a mont before she hurried on. I barely noticed, my thoughts still tangled with Iris and the way her presence seed to do sothing to .

We reached a small courtyard just off the main corridor, where a fruit tree stood, its branches filled with ripe plums. Darius paused, reaching up to pluck one, the deep purple skin gleaming in the sunlight. He handed it to with a chuckle. "Here, have one. Sweetest fruit in the packlands."

I took it and he grabbed another for himself, biting into it. The Juice glistened on his chin as he chewed, and we resud our walk. "You’ve settled in well," he said, his tone lighter now. "My warriors see you as a leader. I can see it in their eyes."

Before I could respond, a figure approached from the side, it’s Beta Rowan, his face filled with urgency. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, and his eyes flicked between and Darius. "Alpha," he said, his voice firm. "A word?"

Darius’s expression shifted, the joviality fading as he nodded. He turned to , his hand resting briefly on my shoulder. "We’ll talk later, Lucas. Duty calls."

I inclined my head, stepping back as Rowan leaned in to speak. I caught only a snippet of their conversation as I turned to leave. "The nurse has refused to continue," Rowan said.

What nurse? Continue what?

I didn’t wait to hear more. Whatever it was, it wasn’t my business. I headed back toward the main corridor, my thoughts drifting again to Iris. Her face flashed in my mind, those wide eyes, the way her lips had parted slightly when I’d bumped into her earlier. Ryn stirred again, his presence stronger now, a low growl vibrating through . "She’s close," he said. "Find her."

I tried to ignore him, but my feet seed to have a mind of their own, carrying toward the open space near the packhouse’s main hall. The corridor opened into a wide area with tall windows, sunlight pouring in, bathing the stone floor in gold. And there she was.

Iris stood by one of the windows, staring out, her purple gown hugging her curves in a way that made my wolf crave for here. Her hair fell in loose waves down her back, catching the sunlight, and for a mont, I couldn’t move. Ryn’s voice grew louder and insistent. "Go to her. Claim her."

I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to close the distance. She hadn’t seen yet, her gaze fixed on sothing outside, her expression soft, almost wistful. My heart pounded, and before I could stop myself, Ryn’s will pushed forward. And now, I stopped a few steps away. "Iris." I stuttered.

She turned, her eyes eting mine, and the air between us seed to change. Her scent hit again, sweet and intoxicating, wrapping around with no ssy. I swallowed hard, my throat dry, and managed to force out words. "I’m sorry... about earlier. Bumping into you like that."

Her lips curved into a small smile, soft and genuine. "It’s nothing," she said, her voice light but warm, like she ant it.

I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind a ss of conflicting urges. Ryn was practically roaring now, his voice sharp in my head. "Take the step. Tell her. She’s ours."

"Shut up," I muttered, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

Iris’s brow furrowed, her head tilting slightly. "What did you say?"

I froze, heat creeping up my neck. "Nothing," I said quickly, forcing a nervous chuckle. "Just... talking to myself."

Her smile returned, a little wider this ti, and she took a small step closer, her eyes searching mine. "Do you want sothing, Lucas?"

My heart stuttered. Yes, I wanted sothing, her, all of her, in a way that scared . But I couldn’t say that. "Yes," I said, then caught myself. "No, I an..."

Before I could finish, a voice cut through the mont. "My Luna."

I turned, my jaw tightening as Zane approached, his dark hair falling into his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. He reached Iris, taking her hand and pressing a slow kiss to it, his gaze locked on mine the entire ti. As I saw Iris’s expression shift, her smile faded, her eyes cooling as Zane leaned in, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered sothing I couldn’t hear.

Her body stiffened, and she tried to pull away, but Zane’s grip tightened on her wrist, his fingers digging in. "Where are you going, my love?" he asked. She’s wincing, tugging at her arm, but he didn’t let go.

Ryn’s roar filled my head, drowning out everything else in fury. "Why are you being a coward? Watching your mate being treated this way? You fool."