Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 19

Alexander's POV

We had come back home earlier than planned because my brothers and I were not in the mood to stay out longer.

Hailey had insisted that she wanted to stay, but I coldly told her that we were leaving and that she could stay there alone if she wanted to. She had whined and begged like a kid, but I had blatantly ignored her and went to start the car. When she saw my brothers join me, she knew that I was not bluffing and quickly ran to sit at the back, not wanting to get stranded.

She huffed, crossing her arm over her chest, but I simply ignored her and drove towards the pack house. When we got in, the smell of something sweet, and tantalizing, hit our noses.

"Do you smell that?" Julian asked, sniffing the air.

"Smell what?" Hailey asked.

"I do, it smells like a jasmine flower scent," Philip responded.

"Mixed with vanilla flavor," I completed.

"Exactly! What is that sweet scent?" Julian asked.

"What are you boys going on about? I can't sniff out anything," Hailey said, sniffing the air continuously, clearly annoyed.

We were all confused but rushed down from our room towards the sweet scent. We didn't know what it was, but we wanted more. The scent leads us to Emma's room, and we kicked the door open together. Immediately we opened the door, and the scent grew stronger, clouding our senses. We all felt like we would go crazy if we didn't replace the source of this sweet scent. So, we struggled to get in together. We immediately met with the sight of a frightened Emma.

She was shivering out of fear, probably thinking we were there to hurt her again. The sweet, unbearable scent that was clouding our senses was coming from her. My wolf growled loudly, 'mate' he said.

I could not bear the thought of not saying the word out loud. So, I agreed with my wolf.

"Mate," I and my brothers both said simultaneously. They must have communicated with their wolf and could not resist the bond, just like me. After all, we are all triplets.

I saw confusion flash before her eyes but found herself responding to us. "All mine," she said. She must have felt the mate bond and could not resist it either.

The mate I and my brothers have always wanted and longed for is here standing right in front of us. We couldn't be any happier.

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Emma's POV

What is going on here? Why are the boys calling me their mate? And why did my wolf respond? My heart started beating wildly. Please let it not be what I'm thinking, please moon goddess. "Noooooo," I screamed out loud, shocked and dumbfounded.

"Are you okay?" I heard Julian ask in a worried tone. Julian? Worried about me? This has got to be the biggest joke of the century. How can this be?

How can the moon goddess be so cruel? How can she mate me with these three monsters? My biggest tormentors. The reason for my tears and nightmares.

This has got to be a dream, right? I'm probably just having a nightmare, right? Somebody should please wake me up. I closed my eyes and pinched myself, expecting to wake up and most likely see that this was all a dream. But when I opened my eyes, I was still in the same room. I closed my eyes and repeated the process, but nothing. So, this is reality? Not a dream?

I realized the gravity of my situation as my blood turned cold as bathed in a pool of ice out of fear and anger. Why? Why me again? I cried dejectedly.

The boys came over and touched me in an attempt to console me.

"D..don't touch me," I muttered fearfully, flinching away from their touch and sitting hopelessly on my bed.

What was supposed to be a happy occasion turned out to be the worst day of my life. The freedom I longed for, which was just at my reach, vanished before my eyes. I glared at the three of them. They are truly the spawns of the devil. They have taken away everything from me, and now they've also taken the last thing I have left, my last hope. Freedom.

I started wailing profusely. All the atrocities they've committed against me flashed before my eyes. The bullying, the beatings, the name callings. They beat me up so much that I bled until passed out. They overworked me until my body ached, and I could hardly get out of bed. And now that I've been mated to them, what will stop them from dealing with me or possibly end my life for good now?

I even lost confidence in myself. My self-esteem became so low that I would look at myself in the mirror countless times before daring to leave the house. I started having trust issues and doubted everybody who wanted to come close to me, thinking they all had ulterior motives. I pulled my hair in frustration, sobbing loudly.

"Emma, please talk to us and stop crying," Philip said in a pleading tone.

Emma? I wanted to laugh.

"Emma? So, it's Emma now, right? it's no longer a fat pig, dirty rag, dumb b***h, or bloody w***e," I spat bitterly.

"You didn't remember I was Emma when you hurled insults at me, beat me up until I bled, or threw a ball on my head," I said, glaring at Philip.

"You don't remember when you instigated other students against me, made them hate me, grabbed my hair until I thought I would go bald, beat me until I passed out and almost stabbed me with a knife," I said, glaring at Julian

"Oh, you didn't remember I was Emma when you slammed my injured head against the wall until I bled, ignored when your brothers maltreated me and treated me like I didn't exist?" I ask, glaring at Alexander, who, for the first time doesn't have an aloof expression on his face. He looked like he was sorry and ashamed.

"My life is over. You guys are going to kill me. My life is over," I continued to chant, crying bitterly.

"We are sorry for everything, Emma, it was a mistake. We are deeply sorry and apologize for everything we ever did to you?" Philip begged, trying to touch my hand.

"I said, don't touch me. Oh, so now you don't replace me dirty and disgusting anymore? What was that you used to say?" I asked, but he didn't respond.

"I will answer for you instead because I remember everything vividly. You said I should go roam in the dirt with my pig family because that was where I belonged. How come you want to touch a dirty pig now?" I asked them, but they all hung their head low, not saying anything.

"What kind of ill fate is this? I thought I would finally be able to leave all this behind and move on with my life, but fate seems to be having fun toying with my emotions," I said bitterly, tears flowing freely down my cheeks.

"Leave? You can't leave," Alexander spoke for the first time.

"What are you going to do? Beat me up again, maybe until you crack my skull open this time?" I asked bitterly.

"Trust and believe us, you will be safe here," Julian said.

"Trust? Belief? Save?" I scoffed at the thought.

"When have you ever trusted me? When have you ever believed anything I say? When have you ever spared me from your cruel torture? I asked.

"I can't do this. I can't deal with all this. You all have toured me so much that I'm sure you will make my life a living hell if I stay here as your mate," I said, trying hard to control my tears.

"What do you mean by that?" Philip asks anxiously.

I stared at the three of them for a few minutes before saying what I had to say.

"I, Emma Garcia, refuse Julian Martinez, Philip Martinez, and Alexander Martinez as my mates. I refuse to accept them," I finished, crying profusely. I saw their eyes widen in shock.

I couldn't bare to stare in the same room with them anymore, I felt suffocated, so I ran out of the room.

I heard them calling my name regretfully in their voices, but I didn't care as I ran as fast as I could. I also heard John's voice. I had completely forgotten he was in the same room as me. I had been in too much shock to notice him. But I didn't turn back, I cried profusely in the middle of the night, walking around aimlessly and cursing out my ill fate. I had started this morning happily thinking I would be able to leave this hellhole soon, not knowing that I had just sunk in deeper with no way to escape.