The Triplet Alphas Abused Mate

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Jasira Sanders POV

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It's all dark, and I try hard to keep my head still, but it feels like I'm thrown down. There is a heaviness attached to my head as I hear loud cries of a girl who has got abandoned in the middle of the forest. She doesn't see a way out.

The cries become louder, and I start to bang my head.

Wanting everything to stop right away.

And I snap out of the darkness as I sit straight.

It's still bright on the outside as the cold air breezes through the window, that makes me feel alive as I'm sweating and panting like my dream just got me running for my life inside my head.

“How are you feeling?”

I turn around as I hear a soft female voice and when I look at the stranger, an old lady walking in with a glass of water, I pull myself back.

“What happened?” I ask her as I realize I'm in one of the guest rooms.

I was never allowed to step in any of these rooms without their permission and let alone get on any of the beds. Not only that, but I was made to sleep on the floor. Even when the nights would be like it was going to freeze. If I didn't do my chores, Karen would lock me out of the pack house and leave me starving.

I took a lot of pride as I didn't beg her

Most of the time I accepted her punishments. But then she found a way to hurt me, as she started to use my brother as her pawn.

I snap out of the torture I have been made to go through.

The realization happens, and I quickly get out of the bed, but my knees feel weak as I grab the end of the bed to support myself. Yet, I reach the ground. My chest is tightening with a strange fear.

Fear of life.

“You blacked out. We got you here to make sure you are fine.” She mentions, and her eyes watch the way I fail so miserably to even stand on my step.

And I looked at her confused…

“We?” I ask her, unsure.

Everything feels like a nightmare. Starting from getting caught by our rivals to getting accused of murder, things have been a nightmare that hasn't stopped.

With my weakness hunting me ever since I turned eighteen, this feels worse because I'm not alone in this.

I have Justin trapped in this web. And he doesn't even know how to protect himself.

“Alpha Leonardo carried you to the room. And ordered me to stay by your side to ensure you were okay.” She mentions as she takes a step cautiously like she would rather not scare me away.

“Where is my brother? What did they do to him? Is he okay? Is he crying looking for me?

Did they hit him for asking for me?” I ask her as I feel impatient and lost that I feel desperate to seek the answers to my questions.

Because at the moment I just want to know where Justin is, and I might be strong or so I think, but when it comes to my brother, I feel like I am the weakest.

He's my weakness, my life's purpose, and I meant it when I said I have raised him like a child even though we are twins and have grown along.

But his condition makes him still behave like a kid, he's special and If not for him, I would have given up hope a very long time ago. I just want to get him help to make him see this world once.

“He's with Bertha, the witness you picked.” She mentions, gaining my attention.

Bertha, she lied. She, along with others in the pack, lied, supporting Karen's accusations.

I still don't understand why Bertha would do this to us. She just threw us under the bus without no warning.

“He wouldn't let anyone console him other than her, and demanded your presence.” She adds.

And a weak tear passes down my cheeks.

“I want to see him. Please don't hurt him. He doesn't understand, he doesn't know what's happening or who are the people he is surrounded by” I beg her, unsure who she is.

“I'm just the pack's nurse. If you need to plead to anyone, it will be the alphas.” She says with a pity tone as she places the glass on the ground in front of me.

“I was ordered to inform the alphas when you regain your consciousness. And I'm going to bid my goodbye now.” The lady speaks out as she leaves.

Not waiting to hear me.

And I grab the glass of water as I feel my throat turn dry.

Within a few minutes, the door opens…

It's.

Rowan, the beta of the Dark Moon pack

“How f*****g dare you?” He growls out, his raging eyes staring at me.

And the look in his eyes is predating like he wants to let his wolf take control. Like he would like to squash my throat and let me take my last breath with struggle.

“You killed my daughter.” He breathes out the words with menace.

“No, I'm the wrong person. We didn't harm your child or harm anyone. You should find the real murderers who are hiding.” I speak out, my voice coming out loud, like I have to speak my truth loud enough, so it's heard.

“I don't f*****g trust you. If it was up to me, you and your psycho brother would be dead and buried right now.

Your family is testifying against you. What kind of person are you to be that hated this badly? And I wish to kill you with my bare arms.” He grits out.

Every word out of his mouth feels like a tight slap.

And I swallow the shame, the hurt. I wish I knew the answer to his question.

What kind of person am I? Because my mother always told you don't need a reason to love. She always looked so happy and so much in love that she was a believer of happy endings. She always made sure to let me know that I was loved.

And that we need to believe in love. Kindness was all she spoke about. I still remember how she told me that hatred comes with a reason.

So, what's my father's reason to hate me? Maybe I haven't been a good daughter to him. I was just a disappointment to him, I guess.

“I'm sorry about your daughter. And I hope that she rests in peace.” I whisper the words, holding back to grieve that can crush me down.

But how long can I be grieving?

Because hatred is what I have received all these years after my mother's death.

Rowan parts his lips to say something, but he just turns around and leaves.

And his words sting bad on the wounds on my soul

I feel helpless on the ground trying to stand up.

The door opens wider…

And

“Well, that was one way to speak your truth.”

Leonardo Crestwood walks in, hands in his pocket.

And he smiles at me. But it doesn't reach his eyes.

“What's wrong with your brother?” He asks as he steps further.

And I hold myself back.

“I don't know. Any professional did not treat him.” I answer his question as I don't look away.

Because If I can't look at his eyes now, I'll term myself as guilty with no words spoken. This feels like a trial somehow, even though Leonardo looks less frightening compared to Adrian or the wild Oliver.

“Tell me one reason why I should trust you on your words and allow you and your brother to walk free.” He questions me.

And there's no debating that this is not a normal conversation, as our future is in line. But I'm uncertain if he's just trying to see if I'm going to flip my story or make me commit the crimes of my own will.

“Your brother found me and my brother hiding. We had our clothes packed, we weren't too far away from our pack house. I am a human with no wolf, so there's no way I could have killed someone and come back to the pack house to clean all the dishes, serve everyone their meals and wash up after that.

And my brother, he is wolf-less as well. He doesn't even know how to eat and tidy himself up. So, how can you blame him to being guilty?” I asked Alpha, Leonardo.

Hearing me, he raises his brows and looks at me like he's trying to seek the truth within me.

And as I said, I don't look away. I lock my eyes and I never blink.

I'm not afraid to speak the truth, not when it's going to cost our lives.

“But you have no evidence to prove your words.

And your whole family along with your pack has branded you as a criminal.

If it's the word of an ex-alpha or a weak omega, you know the answer to whom I will pick.” He lets me know as he crosses his arms.

And he's right.

“I may have no proof, alpha. Maybe because I'm a poor omega who was never allowed to leave the kitchen. Or the one who was beaten constantly for small reasons, with bruises that left her struggling to even walk.

But there should be a way to seek your mercy. I might be an omega, with no wolf. But I'll work hard” I beg him, my lips starting to quiver as I feel like I have already lost the battle here.

Because Leonardo is right, everyone will side by my father's words over me.

“My mercy?” Leonardo questions, his eyes gleaming.

And I nod, unsure what's going on in his head.

“It will take much more than begging.” He adds, there's a hidden warning to his tone.

And I nod again, but this time with slight hesitation.

“If it means saving my brother, I will do anything alpha. As I said, I'm not his sister, but practically a mother who has raised him over the years.

I'll do anything to protect him and keep him safe.” I speak out, speaking from the bottom of my heart.

Because there's no way we can get out of this trap by proving ourselves non-guilty, when Karen would do anything to have us banned and killed.

It's so obvious in the way she had demanded in the alphas chamber to banish us and punish us.

“Well, be prepared. You have ten minutes to meet us in the alpha's chambers.” Leonardo speaks out.

And I look at him.

Be prepared for what? I don't have the courage to ask him or stop him as the alpha leaves.

I'm not sure what the triplets alphas have in mind, but to protect my brother, I can put my life at risk if needed.