Not one, but three
1057 Words
~CAMILLA
My eyes flew open.
The first thing I saw was the white ceiling above me. I sat up immediately and pain shot across my body from my stomach. I looked down at it and saw that my dress had been stripped off me.
I was now wearing a pair of shorts and a singlet. I pulled it up and saw that my stomach was bandaged. There were little cuts on my hands which had been treated as well.
I knew I should have sat back and rested until I was strong enough to move but I was a stubborn one.
The room looked so unfamiliar. I had never seen it before. I could not even remember walking into this room.
How then did I get here?
In a swift action, I placed my feet on the ground and stood up abruptly. I was about to move my foot forward and start walking when my legs gave way. I began to fall face first to the ground.
I braced myself for impact and let out a yelp as I waited for the fall but fortunately, warm hands caught me.
I froze as I felt a hand move my hair out of my face. I slowly opened my eyes and was met with the same green eyes from the car.
That was when I also remembered that I had jumped into a car before I lost consciousness.
Suddenly, more heads appeared beside him and they all stared down at me who was still in the beautiful man's hands.
One man had hazel brown eyes that almost seemed golden, while the other had dark black orbs. I gasped as I took in their features.
They had the same exact face!
The same blond hair, the same nose shape, the same full lips, the same beauty! The only difference was in their eyes.
I suddenly panicked and broke away from them. I cautiously retreated as I stared them up and down. They were very tall, maybe about seven feet and I felt like a dwarf before them since I was only five feet and eight inches.
"Who are you?" I demanded in fear. "What do you want from me?" I added.
Could they be with those men who were chasing me? Were they sent to kill me?
Yet something told me that if they wanted me dead then I would not be standing by now. Why else would they go through the trouble of treating my wounds?
"Sit down!" The man in the middle ordered.
As if I was a slave ordered by her master, I sank on top of the bed immediately. The action surprised me. I for one was not a woman to take orders from people, especially strange men yet I found myself compelled to obey his words.
My heart began to rise and fall with every heavy intake of breath. I glared at all three of them with hostility.
I had concluded that if they were not triplets, they were clones and that would mean clones were real. After all, the human world had been invaded by the supernatural world and we all lived together as one. How hard was it to believe that they were clones?
And if they were not clones then they were probably aliens. I folded my arms as I waited for them to speak.
The man who had ordered me cleared his throat before beginning. "I'm Lucien Fuller," he began. He was the one with the golden eyes. I glared at him with narrowed eyes and tried not to get drowned in his husky and sexy voice.
The one with dark orbs stared at me coldly and I felt an involuntary shiver run down my spine. "I'm Lucas Fuller." He said curtly and I could feel the coldness in his voice. It made me frightened of him.
The green eyed man who had caught me earlier spoke last. "I'm Liam Fuller and it's nice to meet you," he said with a small smile. His face brought warmth to my heart and took away the coldness from earlier.
"I'm sure you can see that we're triplets and we're werewolves," Lucien announced.
My eyes went wide with shock the moment they revealed that they were werewolves. This only meant that they were the same ruthless brothers I had heard of.
"You mean you're The Fuller Brothers?" I demanded in shock.
Liam nodded while still smiling at me.
But I was too deep in shock to acknowledge it. My heart began to pound hard as fear seized me. My gaze switched from suspicious to hatred.
"Stay the f**k away from me!" I yelled.
Liam looked taken aback by my outburst. Lucas only stared in disgust and Lucien narrowed his eyes as he tried to find a reason for my sudden change in mood.
"What's wrong Camila?" Liam asked softly.
"Don't you dare utter my name!" I snapped at him.
My hatred for them burned my throat and it made breathing hard. Werewolves were responsible for my parent's death. The man chasing me earlier was a werewolf as well. I had plenty of reason to hate them. I could also add being kidnapped by the ruthless Alpha triplets to the list.
Lucas yawned as if he was already bored and turned to his brother. "With the way this woman is reacting, how do you think she'll take our offer? We should just forget it," he told Lucien who seemed to be the older brother.
I stared at them strangely as I registered Lucas' words. What was he going on about? What did he mean?
"Forget what?" I demanded.
They all stopped and turned to me again as if they had forgotten about my existence before. No one spoke. They just glared.
"I asked you a f*****g question!" I snapped as I was getting irritated by their presence.
Lucien cleared his throat and folded his arms at me. He corked his brows as he looked me up and down first, as if weighing me, checking if I could handle whatever news he was about to break to me.
"Well?" I demanded. I knew I was being bitchy and snarky but I could not help it. I had been through enough in one day already.
"We were going to ask you to marry us," Lucien revealed.
"What?!"
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