The Triplet Dilemma

CHAPTER 3

I stay silent as I sit in the dark, reminiscing about the beautiful days I had with my kids, and more beautiful days ahead, my thought also drifts to Gabe, and to what Flora said, I would bend backwards to get my kids back.

I picture them in my mind when I am thrown backward violently. A masked man is pinning my body to the ground, his claw digging into my neck.

Someone is trying to kill me, probably the same person who took my children, absolutely not.

I wrap my hand around the one on my throat and dig my fingers in, tearing flesh off. He yells in pain as I push him backward, and he hits the ground with a loud thud.

"f*****g Bitch." He says getting up, then pulls off his mask, and spits on my floor. I stare at him, not recognizing him.

"Where are my kids?" I yell, jumping on him, tackling him to the ground, baring my teeth to bite him when he shoves me backward, so hard that I feel something break.

He drags me by the hair to the living room and punches me repeatedly in the stomach, I feel a lot of things break, the blood falling from my lips is evidence of that.

I kick his stomach, but he doesn't flinch, who the f**k is this? I feel myself begin to give up when he punches me in the chest. With all the power in me, I push him backward, rip out my table's leg, and throw it directly into his chest.

I walk to him, as he groans, and bite out his neck.

"Who the f**k are you?" I yell, and he laughs.

"This is not your fight, you're just a ploy." He smiles, and before I can blink, he pulls out a lighter and sets himself on fire, what the f**k.

I sit on the plane, with my heart in my throat. I am wearing a Hodie to hide most of my wounds.

I still can not believe that man blew up my sitting room, him with it. I grabbed what I could, washed myself selves, and booked a last-minute flight to Chicago.

Deep down, I know that my kids are not in New York, and with what that man said, it could be Gabe's.

"Ma'am, this is for you." An air stewardess hands me a glass of wine and a note, I did order the wine, but what is the note all about?

I watch her walk away and then open the note ---- Never seen a woman who could end Slavio, but I should have known Emma Kendrick would. Camilla is my favorite, Lucien and Rosaline, the strongest, well, for now. I paved the road you're walking on, darling. See you soon, Tick, Tock.

I stare round the plane in fear, wondering who he is, and what the actual f**k is going on. I spend the next eleven hours in fear and hope that my children will be fine.

I tug my hoodie down, to cover the scarrin on my wrist, as I walk towards his mansion. Gabriel Salvatore is the Alpha of The Chicago Pack, that is quite a position.

He lives in a Mansion, one where his Godfather, the late Alpha -- Cavill Dominico lived. I grit my teeth, as I see the guards standing by the huge gates.

Damn him, he is living in affluence while his children are suffering.

"I am here to see Gabe." I say, and the six of them stare at me, I just called their Alpha by his name.

"Tell him Emma is here." I add, but they don't budge.

"You can not keep me out, I will get in, one way or the other, so you might spare yourself the stress and reprimand by letting me in.

"Alpha is not around." The brown-haired one says, walking closer to me.

"You should know how to lie better." I say, feeling the hot boil of anger.

"Look, I have no time for this, so why not just -- "I am cut off by the gate opening, and a familiar face walking out -- April, Gabe's younger sister.

"Emma?" She says, in shock, and I just stare at her, while she gazes at me, I know how horrible I look, in dirty joggers and hoodie, sweating all over the place.

"Oh my God, Emma, how long has it been!" She squeals, taking my hands and tugging me inside. I dutifully give the guards my fingers.

"This is amazing, Gaberiel is inside, and so are Carlino and Augustine." She smiles, and I nod, staring at the mansion, all the gold and s**t.

"I just need to talk to Gabe." I say, and she stares at me oddly, gazes at my clothing, then stares at me with pity.

"I can walk, I know this place." I say, pulling away from her, I remember her clearly, telling Gabe to leave me.

"Well." She laughs, then gazes at my belly, does she think I have been pregnant for seven years, how demented can she be.

"Gabriel!" She sing-songs, as the door is opened.

"April, not now." I hear and freeze. I haven't heard his voice in eight years, his last words to me was I should abort the pregnancy.

"There is an unexpected guest for you." She grins, obviously enjoying this.

"Sister." I hear Augustine, then see him, he looks older.

"Emma?" Carly says when I come into sight, she liked me.

"Hi, Carlino. Augustine, you look well." I smile at them, feeling self-conscious in my outfit.

"Emmaline, oh my God." Augustine gasps, walking to me, I try not to glance at Gabe.

"You look so grown." Carly says, and I smile.

"Hello." A foreign voice says, walking closer to me.

"What brings you here, Emmaline, I am Esemerada, Gabe's Fiancee." She says, and I say nothing, connecting the dots, she is his arranged mate, how splendid.

I am frozen in shock as I stare at her face. I have not seen her in eight years, and despite looking for her, I never found her.

"Is there anywhere I can charge my phone, it's almost dead and I have calls to make." She says, and Caly nods, taking her phone, from her and freezing.

"You were pregnant." She says, and Emmaline nods. My heart is in my throat.

"What am I -- Oh My God." April gasps, then passes the phone to August, whose face mirrors theirs.

Emma just stares at me the entire time, and I can see it clearly on her face, she knows that the curiosity must be killing me.

"Here you go." August says, giving me the phone.

On her screen, they are three children, two girls, and a boy -- the boy looks so much like I do, it is like staring at the past, and the girls, f**k.

My knees buckle with the information, and I grip the couch before I fall to the ground, making the phone fall from my hand.

Esme picks it up, and I see disdain all her face.

"If it has child support you want, you will get it, and must leave." She says, and Emmaline laughs.

"Quiet, darling. You don't want to ruin your makeup, do you?"

"Esme, April, August, Carly, I need you all to excuse me, I need to talk to Emmaline." I say, and she stares at me.

"Emma." She corrects in anger and I bite my lips, I have missed her.

"Gabe." Esme says and I resist the urge to correct her, again.

"Leave." I order, and she glares at me, throws the phone to Carly, and walks out.

"I will make sure it is charged, I am so glad that you are back."

Emmaline smiled at her, and soon, we were alone.

"Where are they?" I say, and she stares at me.

"His name is Lucien, and the girls are Rosaline and Camilla." She says, and there's a twig in m

y chest, Lucien is my middle name.

"They have been kidnapped." She says, and I walk closer to her.

"What did you just say"