“Where did you find her?”. Silas asked, his hand gently brushing Lyra’s hair as she slept peacefully on their bed.
“On the field, unconscious”. Zayn responded.
“Fuck, I want to kill that man. How dare he treat her like this? That bastard… he’s supposed to be her father.” Ezra groan angrily
“He doesn’t deserve to be called that,” Ezra spat. “A father is supposed to love and protect his child, not abuse and reject them.”
“And she keeps trying so fucking hard to please him. She’s been trying to earn his love and acceptance for years, and he just keeps throwing it back in her face. It’s like he enjoys seeing her hurt”. Silas murmured painfully.
“Fuck”. He stood up angrily, Ezra quickly stood in front of him, stopping him from moving.
“Don’t do anything stupid, let’s just stay here with her”. Ezra’s expression was firm, his eyes locked on Silas.
Seeing his brother won’t back down, he continued. “”We’ll deal with him, but not now. Lyra needs us right now. And no matter what you say, father won’t listen to you. So until we become the alpha, you will have to endure. I am also angry but hurting her father right now isn’t the solution unless you want father to send her away, so relax now”.
Silas’s face was still red with anger, but he nodded slowly. He took a deep breath and sat back down, his eyes never leaving Lyra’s face.
Lyra stirred in her sleep, her face contorting in pain. The triplets immediately fell silent, watching her with worried expressions.
“Is she okay?” Zayn whispered.
Silas gently brushed her hair back. “She’s just having a bad dream”.
As Lyra’s sobs subsided, the triplets continued to hold her close, their warmth and comfort enveloping her like a cocoon. Silas stroked her hair, his fingers gentle and soothing, while Ezra and Zayn wrapped their arms around her, holding her tight.
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Lyra woke up to several hands on her body, holding her tightly. She opened her eyes to find the triplets surrounding her, each of them still sleeping soundly.
Lyra’s gaze softened as she took in the sight of the triplets, their faces relaxed in sleep, their arms still wrapped around her in a protective embrace.
She gently stroked Silas’s hair, then Ezra’s, and finally Zayn’s, her touch soft and gentle so as not to disturb them. Lyra’s eyes roamed over their faces, taking in the sharp angles of their cheekbones, the fullness of their lips. She couldn’t help but notice the subtle differences between them, the tiny freckles on Silas’s nose, the small scar above Ezra’s left eyebrow, and the gentle curve of Zayn’s lips.
“Hey”. Silas whispered, in his deep husky voice, pulling her face closer as he pressed a kiss on it.
“Hey,” she whispered back, her voice barely audible.
Ezra and Zayn stirred, their eyes opening slowly as they took in the scene. They smiled in unison, their faces softening as they gazed at Lyra.
“Good morning,” Ezra said, his voice low and husky, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
“Morning,” Zayn added, his lips curling into a gentle smile.
“Did you sleep well?”. Zayn added.
“I did,” Lyra replied, her voice still soft.
Zayn tried to pull her closer to him but her words stopped him. “Uhmm… we are gonna be late for school”. She murmured, getting up from their middle.
“Ah, crap,” Silas muttered, rubbing his eyes.
Ezra groaned, stretching his arms above his head. “We’re gonna be so late for class.”
“Can’t we just skip class today, we go everyday and I still don’t learn anything”. Zayns yawns
“That’s probably because you’re dumb”. Lyra mocked.
Zayn’s eyes widened in mock offence, his face feigning hurt. “Hey, I’m not dumb! I’m just… creatively intelligent.”
Ezra chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Sure, Zayn. That’s why you failed maths last semester.”
Silas snorted, his deep voice rumbling. “Yeah, and that’s why you need Lyra to help you with your homework every night.”
Zayn’s face turned red, his eyes sparkling with playful anger. “Shut up, guys! I’m just having a rough patch, okay?”
Lyra laughed, her eyes shining with amusement. “Don’t worry, Zayn. We still love you, even if you’re not the brightest bulb in the box.”
They laughed, the triplet were actually straight A’s but last semester just happened to not be good for zayn.
“The alpha and Luna are not gonna be around for a while, so it’s just us for now”. Silas said, getting up from the bed.
“Your parents, Silas”. Lyra chuckled.
“Yeah whatever, Mom and Dad are away on a trip for a few weeks, so we’re on our own.”
Ezra stood up, his movements fluid and graceful. “Which means we get to do whatever we want, whenever we want.”
Zayn grinned, his eyes mischievous. “And that means we can skip class and do something way more fun.”
Lyra shot him a playful glare, her slippers scuffling against the floor. “Very funny, Zayn. We’re not skipping classes.”
Silas asked, alert, “Where to?”
Lyra replied, “My room, I need a bath.”
Ezra’s brow furrowed. “What happened to the bathroom here?”
Lyra’s eyes widened in realisation. “This isn’t my room…?” The triplets began to argue, but Lyra cut them off, her voice firm. “No need to fight, guys. Freshen up, and I’ll take a bath in my room and make breakfast. No discussion!”
The triplets stood in shock, staring at the closed door, their faces still etched with confusion and amusement.
Silas chuckled, his deep voice rumbling. “Well, I guess we got told.”
Ezra nodded, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Yeah, Lyra’s not having it today.”
Zayn grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I love it when she gets all bossy and stuff. It’s so cute.”