Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose novel Chapter 107

**Healing Slowly But Surely**
By R. Joseph

107 Kael the skunk.

Leilani.

As I stirred from my restless slumber, a fierce headache clawed at my temples, and every inch of my body throbbed like I had been trampled by a herd of wild horses. My skin was a patchwork of painful purple and black bruises, a vivid reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. The moment I caught sight of those marks, clarity washed over me like a cold wave—I understood all too well what had transpired.

The triplets had struck again, this time with Chalice in their sights.

They had chosen to indulge in their desires despite my stern warnings, and that infuriated me more than I could articulate.

With a surge of anger, I flung the blanket aside, but as I attempted to rise, my knees buckled beneath me. I crashed to the floor with a resounding thud, my forehead colliding painfully against the edge of the bed.

“Owww!” I groaned, a string of profanities spilling from my lips, aimed squarely at the triplets for the mess they had made of my life.

But even that cathartic outburst wasn’t enough.

My anger was a raging storm, relentless and consuming, leaving me with an ache in my chest that felt insurmountable. There was also that darker, more sinister thing lurking in the shadows of my mind, growling ferociously as if urging me to unleash my fury.

“Gosh, I hope they catch some supernatural werewolf gonorrhea or something!” I shouted, my voice hoarse and filled with rage. “I wish their balls would shrink and shrivel… boil from all the times they went at it with Chalice!”

The intensity of my anger ignited a laugh deep within me, and despite the pain coursing through my body, I found myself chuckling uncontrollably until my stomach ached from the effort.

Once the laughter subsided, I wiped the corners of my eyes, my gaze landing on my bruised legs. I refused to let their actions dictate how I felt, so I pushed myself to my feet, wincing as I limped toward the bathroom.

Hades, my body was in agony.

Every movement sent fresh waves of pain radiating through me.

Tears of relief streamed down my face as I stepped into the warm shower, the water cascading over my aching body, offering a brief reprieve from the torment. I closed my eyes, savoring the soothing sensation that enveloped me.

After a quick wash, I dressed in clean work clothes that concealed my bruises and left the house, skipping breakfast entirely.

Upon arriving at work, I nearly collided with Jarek. The moment our eyes met, a rush of memories from our previous encounter flooded my mind.

To my surprise, I found that my anger toward him had dissipated.

I realized that his reluctance to touch me stemmed not from a lack of desire but from consideration. Unlike Caelum, Zevran, and Kael, he understood that if we were to become intimate, my current turmoil would mirror his mate’s situation.

I offered him a polite smile but continued walking into the building, and Jarek, ever the persistent one, didn’t take my subtle hint to ignore him. He fell into step beside me, his gaze scanning my body with keen interest.

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