Trapped With The Lycan Triplets

Camilla’s POV “Did you really think we weren’t going to find you?” Agatha asked, she was the leader of the coven since my mother died. “Don’t hurt them.” I cried, my eyes darting to an already tied up Cindy, her son hadn’t stopped crying since the witches barged into the house. Cindy or her child doesn’t deserve death, she trusted me so much that she took me in when no one else in her pack could and paying her back like this wasn’t something I wanted. “You know better than to run from us, especially when you have the blood of a powerful witch running through your veins.” Agatha snarled at me as she stood behind me. Her hand pulled my hair back as she placed a knife on my neck, “your blood is so strong that the scent was so easy to trace.” She laughed. She was right, I knew better than to keep running away from them. They were the most powerful coven in the entire world and did I really think that they weren’t going to find me? “Let them go, please,” I pleaded, crying and hoping that the ruthless coven would listen to my pleas for Jared and Cindy’s life, “I’m the one you want.” I added. I didn’t want to drag them into my own misery but it was too late and all I can do now is plead on their behalf. Cindy was scared out of her life but she didn’t show it. She was brave enough to keep up her ruthless front. She’d tried to fight them off but just like me, she was also weak, “Oh, you’ll live. We can’t kill you yet, not until we know what you can do, but them?” Agatha’s voice jolted me out of my thoughts as I lifted my gaze to meet her. “I don’t really know.” She laughed and just like that, I watched Cindy collapse and was now in her own pool of blood. Everything seemed like a dream and I desperately hoped that it was, my jaw dropped and my mouth opened as I kicked Cindy, begging her to just stand up and let me know that she isn’t dead yet. “Cindy wake up, please!” I yelled but no matter how loud my yelling and crying was, Cindy still laid there lifeless and that was when it dawned on me that she was really dead. She was gone and the only thing left of her was her child. “No, no, no.” I yelled when I saw another woman pick Jared up and without saying a word she placed a really hard cloth on his face until I could no longer hear his cries anymore. “No!” I yelled in disbelief and fear, I was sweating profusely with my head aching and my heart pounding so hard that I thought I was going to die. “This is all your fault!” I heard Cindy’s angry voice and that was when I jerked awake with my face damp with sweats and my tears. It was a dream, a really bad dream but it wasn’t only a dream. Sobbing, I clutched my chest hard as the memories of Cindy and her son’s death kept haunting me. I’d managed to escape but no matter how hard I run, I knew that I couldn’t stop running from the bad memories that haunted me. I was running from the coven and not just mine, I was also on the run from Lycans and werewolves from Cindy’s pack because I caused her death. Maybe the prophecy shouldn’t have been said, maybe if my mother had killed me while I was just a baby instead of protecting me she’d still be alive along with the rest of my family. And then I wouldn’t have met Cindy and Jared and they’d still be alive. Breathing in hard and sniffling, I made my way into the plane when my flight was announced and I silently prayed that I would be able to get far away from them despite knowing that no matter how far I ran, they’d still find me. I just need to leave here as fast as possible. I got to my seat and exhausted, I collapsed on it as I rested my back as I fondled with my pendant while replaying all of the horrible incident back in my head. My family's death haunted me and as if that wasn’t enough, Cindy and Jared had also been added to the list of deaths that I caused. Closing my eyes, I was trying to think of what I would do next when I felt some kind of excitement. It was strange and not only that, I could perceive the pheromones. In history, the only set of creatures said to feel this way was werewolves and I’m not one to feel like that. It was almost like a pull. Looking out of the window and I shrugged off the scent that had managed to become stronger than it was before, I tried to keep myself busy by scrolling through the list of jobs I could do when I got to LA. I need the money and a place to hide and there is no better time to start planning all of that than now and at-least I’ll be able to stay hidden from the coven for three months before moving again. Lost in my thoughts, I felt the seat jerk backwards and I cussed under my breath, why did the seat jerk backwards and why were the seats even stuck together? “Hey!” I growled through my already gritted teeth, I really wasn’t in a good mood and I was trying to keep myself from killing anyone. I turned to face whoever was sitting beside me that thought it was the perfect idea to adjust the seat without consulting me first. I’d thought that my eyes were playing tricks on me but they weren’t. I’d thought it was just one person but there were three of this same guy. “You were going to do what? Bite us?” One of them spoke, he was standing beside his brother and they were both laughing at me. I’d just escaped and didn’t have the chance to shower or look good but I was going to do something worse than bite them. I’d wanted to say something but I just couldn’t stop myself from blinking so hard as I tried to mentally tell myself that I’d created some kind of illusion. Except I haven’t and this is indeed real. The trio are drop dead gorgeous, their hair fell back perfectly and the one next to me thought it was a good idea to reach for his short hair and tuck it back. His muscles rippled under his shirt as he moved and the scent that came from them was so mesmerizing and extremely hard to ignore as it came hitting my nose stronger than it’s supposed to. I’m not supposed to be able to smell hormones as strong as this but I was able to smell these men and it was irresistible, if I wasn’t able to control myself I would’ve thrown myself at them. They were all tall, rawboned with appealing faces, their massive shoulders filled the shirt they wore and they all had laid back hair except for one whose hair was short and he seemed to be the fiercest and most handsome of the trio. I really should say something now instead of gawking at them. My mouth opened but I couldn’t get my words out, it seemed as though they had me under a spell but if I don’t seriously say anything now they’d think I’m dead with my eyes and mouth opened. My eyes glided down to their hands and they were perfectly beautiful, long-fingered and extremely strong. I took a second look at their fingers and just before I could identify it they went back to being human like. “Y… Y… there… are.. other.. ways.. that.. you.. could’ve asked if it was okay to adjust the seat instead of just going right at it!” I stuttered, blinking like an i***t as I looked up at them. “As opposed to the multiple ‘excuse me?’ I don’t think so.” The one sitting beside me said and I had no idea what to say next. I was about to open my mouth but it seemed like the worst idea so I kept it shut. Why was I given this seat and now I have to smell them till the end of the flight. If I don’t die because of the distance, I’d die because of the arousing scent. Ignoring them and trying so hard to also ignore the incredibly delicious scent that came from them, I decided to put my headphones on and listen to a calming song. Time seemed to be going slowly when I checked the time and we still had about three more hours before landing. I looked at the one beside me and he’d already fallen asleep. Looking behind me, the other two were also asleep. It seemed everyone in the flight was asleep except me. “Ladies and gentlemen, we will be landing shortly. Please make sure your seatbelt is securely fastened and your tray table is stowed. We will be landing in approximately 15 minutes. Thank you for choosing to fly with us today." The announcement jolted me out of my sleep. I had no idea that I’d fallen asleep, I didn’t even think that I could ever sleep peacefully. Smiling, I wanted to go back to sleep when my eyes opened widely. Looking at where I had my head on, I almost screamed and life was drained out of my body when I saw my drool on his black shirt. I’d slept off on his shoulder and as if that wasn’t bad enough, I left drool stains on his shirt. Quickly, I brought out my handkerchief and got it wet with water as I tried to clean off the stain but it was difficult to remove. “What the hell do you think you are doing?” His deep baritone made me stop what I was doing as I looked to see that he was already awake. Shit!