My Triplet Alphas Fated Mate

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aying what had happened in the car. I couldn't sto

o calm myself down. The memory of Iris leaning in, the way my stupid

to the bed and letting out a deep sigh. How ha

they had shown me to this room and told me we'd have a proper c

ng. But eventually, boredom crept in, and my thoughts drifted back to Iris. The way he

ap out of it. I sat up, a sudden clarity

o matter how captivating Iris was. I needed to go home. I couldn't believe i

window and noticed

ad out into the hallway. Lucky for me, there was no one in sight. S

hest as I approached the stairs. Thankfully, there were no maids,

stopped me in my tracks-a piano. The soft, melodic

beautiful, each note filling the silence around me

g deep inside. I had always loved music, especially the piano. It had been my escape, a way to feel something other than the pa

ith every step. I walked towards a partially open door at the

en wider, my breath catching

erfectly across his face, frami

s hypnotic, each movement full of emotion. I was c

d and bad boy aura, had a passion for classical music. It m

s pouring every part of himself into the

fted his head, and his piercing silver eyes

softly, quickly stepping bac

've already seen you," he s

barrassing. Slowly, I stepped out from behind the do

ch flutter. His hair fell lazily over his forehead, making him look effortlessly ha

all along," he said, his voice low and sm

.. sorry about that. My bad. I have always loved the piano, and when I heard the music, I cou

tened his sharp face, making my heart flutter even more. With

rd silence, "I have always wanted to learn h

, the corners of his lips tugging upward slightly. "Long en

t strike me as someone who plays the piano," I said, the w

eyes narrowing slightly. That sharp gaze made me feel nervous. He

o you expect to play the piano?" h

ealized I had no idea what to say. I coul

ressive music, caused trouble wherever he went, and left women hopelessly obsessed wi

way I was going t

d off, scrambling to find the right

re I embarrassed myself even more. But before I could

myself crashing into him. My heart stopped as I realised I was n

brushed, our lips so close that I thought we might kiss. My mind spiraled at the th

oment, but when I tried to stand, I felt his hand slide to my waist.

ed the shell of my ear as he spoke, the soft contact making butterflies

t was intoxicating, earthy and masculine, yet wa

long fingers rested over mine on the piano keys. My heart pounded

ep voice seductive. "Let you

ic was the last thing on my mind. I couldn't focus on anything except the warmth of his body

leaned in closer, his breath fanning against my neck. I could feel the heat radiating off h

. The warmth of his breath sent shivers down my spine as I gulped, t

e, deep and rough, was filled with some

f," he continued, his lips brushing lightl

hat?" I stammered. Was this because of the mate

hunger as he whispered in my ear, "Should I let go of all