Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Devin

“A girl?” I repeated, confusion getting the best of me.

But how could that be?

What could she be doing in the woods at this ungodly hour?

Shouldn’t she be with her parents or guardians?

Who was she running away from?

Was she here for us?

How did she find out where we live?

Fear gripped me at the thought that our hideout was exposed and soon, people would keep trooping in and out.

We didn’t want anyone’s presence. We were fine by ourselves.

Other wolves’ presence screamed trouble and that was the last thing we wanted.

“What do you think, Devin? What is she doing here? Is she a rogue?” Dax whispered, looking up at me for answers.

“Trust me, I’m as confused as you are,” I replied, squatting to retrieve my knife.

“Do you think we still need the knife since we know that she is just a girl?” Dax asked quietly, moving towards the motionless girl.

The last thing we wanted was to startle her.

“Not yet, what if she is armed? What if she is a rogue and a spy? Just in case, we have to be careful.”

I could smell an uncomfortable feeling setting within Dax.

Quietly, we tiptoed towards the girl, standing over her.

“Who are you?” My voice boomed, causing her to jerk in fear.

I couldn’t miss the look Dax threw at me.

Why did I sound like an Alpha?

Only Alphas used such authoritative voices.

My brows furrowed as I tried to think. I’ve heard Dax use the same authoritative voice.

What could be happening?

Surely, the moon goddess didn’t make mistakes.

Focus, Devin.

Erasing those thoughts from my head, I turned to look at the intruder lying beneath us, whimpering in fear.

“Who are you?!” I demanded, using my Alpha tone before growling loudly, causing her to shiver.

“Please…” Her weak voice sounded, raising a strange emotion in me.

I felt a string connecting us. A strange connection that I couldn’t explain.

I felt I shouldn’t hurt her.

Maybe because she was in pain. But in my heart, I know it was beyond that.

“Fucking answer us,” Dax demanded using his Alpha tone, before attempting to pull the girl up, but I was quick to stop him.

“Don’t hurt…her…Devin, don’t…hurt…mat…”

I tilted my head to see where the strange voice was coming from, but there was no one aside from the girl and Dax.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Confused, I tapped Dax on his shoulder. “Did you say something?”

“No,” he replied, shaking his head negatively, filling me with confusion.

I wasn’t insane.

I heard a shaky exhausted voice speaking to me.

Were my demons back?

I thought they only haunted me in my sleep.

“Get up this instant!” I yelled, causing a little noise with my weapons to instill fear in her.

“Please, don’t kill me,” she burst into tears, clenching her stomach tight.

“Show me your face!”

My expression hardened. I wasn’t going to buy her tears.

She was certainly a spy.

Slowly, the girl lifted her head, pulling a large amount of her wet hair that plastered her face and tucking it behind her ear.

In the blink of an eye, the anger I felt vanished.

My heart softened when her face came into view.

The light from the Moon was enough to catch some of her features.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” I asked, my voice a little softer than before.

I watched her swallow hard before opening her mouth to speak, but instead of words, tears came out.

My brows arched in confusion at her actions.

Why had she been crying?

Was she alright?

“I’m sorry I…stumbled upon your house…please don’t kill me,” she pleaded, clasping her hands together.

My heart broke at her vulnerable sight, making me withdraw the knife in my hand.

She didn’t stop shivering as the chilly wind dealt with her. Her wet dress stuck to her body like a second skin, worsening her cold.

Her body was pale, like a ghost. Bags formed underneath her bloodshot eyes. She looked like she had been crying for days.

Was she even sleeping at all?

“You heard my question,” I bellowed, trying hard to mask my emotions.

“My name is Aurora Gray and I am running for my life.”

“Why?” Dax asked, raising his knife higher, above her head.

“Put it down, Dax,” I ordered.

“But…”

“Put it down,”

I hated it whenever he argued with me.

Reluctantly, he kept the knife out of reach, causing Aurora to heave a sigh of relief.

“What is after you?” I asked, tilting my head to meet Aurora.

“I was framed. Someone drugged me and set me up, now, he banished me forever.” Tears choked her voice, making it difficult for her to speak.

“Who banished you?” I couldn’t help but ask as I grew a strange interest in her story.

“How did I even know she was telling us the truth?”

“Relax, Dax, she is telling the truth,” I pacified him.

“The King, he wouldn’t even let me explain…” Her uncontrollable wailing was harder this time.

“Please don’t kill me.”

“No one is killing you,” I assured, squatting to pat her shoulder.

“Thank you,” she mouthed, wiping her tears with the back of her palm.

“Please, can I spend the night at your house? I’ve been in the woods for days, feeding on fruits and edible leaves. Large trees are my only residence. I’m cold, I have nowhere to go. I’m starving, my legs are weak, and I’m afraid that I will pass out if I continue like this.” She hadn’t finished saying her words before her stomach let out a loud growl.

Her face squeezed in discomfort as if someone was clenching her stomach.

“Fine,” I replied coldly.

The idea of her sleeping over didn’t sit well with me, but I couldn’t let her roam around in the forest.

If she doesn’t starve to death, she will be eaten by wild animals.

“Release her, Dax,” I commanded, pointing at Aurora as she struggled with pain.

“If you try anything stupid, I will kill you without a trace,” Dax warned, letting out a threatening growl.

“Get up!” I said.

She was about to stand on her feet when blood started oozing between her legs.

“My son!” She screamed in pain as horror flashed in her eyes.

“Are you pregnant?” Dax asked.

“Quick, help her, she is losing blood!”