Bonded to Her Triple Alphas

EPILOGUE

~A Few Years Later~

Following the sound of Kaya’s footsteps up the stairs, Yara and Nala snap their eyes open. Their sense of hearing is super heightened for seven-year-old pups, and knowing that their mother is coming for them, they jump out of bed.

For Yara, she focuses on making the bed. Hurriedly, as she hurls the bedsheets into the air with such precision that the sheets fly in mid-air in their square shape, she hurries about gathering the pillows.

Gravity makes the sheet fall, letting it settle back on the bed. Hastily, she has tucked it into the sides neatly with no roughness to be seen, then she places the pillows back on the bed.

On Nala’s side, after she has run to lock the door, she’s using her legs to kick up their dirty clothes from the floor and her hands to pick up other dirt as well. Within a few seconds, she had finished cleaning the floor.

The both of them smile at each other, two young wolves yet very powerful.

Close to the room, Kaya senses the door to be closed, and with just her eyes, without uttering a word, the lock twists, causing Nala and Yara to gasp as they stand, rooted to the ground with their eyes popped out, staring ahead. They stand in front of the bed, where opposite them is the door, waiting for their mother’s entrance.

With just the tip of her fingers, Kaya pushes the door open and flashes a bright smile. “Hm. Smart, witty, and little devils just like your fathers.” She speaks, and Nala waves Kaya’s words off with a puff coming from her lips before she flips her cream blonde hair to the back of her ears with her little porcelain fingers.

“Momma, you know us better. We are always clean.” As she says, Kaya walks into the room. Her eyes are wandering around the entire space, looking for any evidence to show that she’s smarter than her children. And yes, she could have cast a spell to showcase that, but she wants to play the hide-and-seek game with them.

Kaya is about to get close to the wardrobe when Yara clears her throat. “I’m suddenly so thirsty. Momma, is my favourite orange drink ready?” Pouting, as her silver hazel eyes, same as Nala’s, wet, she picks at her dark blonde hair, entirely opposite of Nala’s hair colour.

“Of course.” Kaya pecks her head up, faces her twins, and walks back to meet them. “And one more thing. There’s a specialty today. Your godfather and godmother are coming to check on you in the training field, and in the good spirit of today, I made us some pancakes!”

As Kaya finishes, the girls jump up, hurraying! “Yay! Godfather Chester is coming. And godmother Olivia.”

Kaya huffs inwardly there. She still can’t believe someone as facetious in his everyday life could become her daughter’s favourite. Even after all these years, Chester still hasn’t found his reason in this life. He jumps around, traveling the world.

But well, Kaya is happy for him because he’s found love with Olivia, and in the four years so far that they’ve been together, the both of them still seem to remain serious. Maybe Chester just doesn’t have a mate because he’s so devoted to Olivia, and in return, Olivia gives him back her heart.

The both of them move around the continent, traveling to humans’ territories, which is also now improving and flourishing.

Since any sense of slavery is quenched, people are allowed to have their own different spaces and build their lives. Technology is now a thing not frowned upon anymore.

Every once in a while, Kaya moves around the land as far as she can, and she senses nature to be blissful and utopian, ruling every uproot.

With the sounds of the girls giggling, Kaya leads them to the dining room in their glassy house, one that has gained all the fame in the entire land. It’s an architecture now clear to Kaya how the triplets build. The building is a sketch once made by her father, and the triplets made it come alive.

Kade is sitting on one of the many chairs at the small table with paperwork and a cup of milk in his hands. Yara and Nala hug him at his waist, not heightened enough to reach his chest or neck at that.

“Pappy Kade.”

“Aw. My doves.” He groans lightly as he carries them up and twirls them around in his arms.

At the same time, Kieran and Kyle are walking into the room, bickering over a discussion that doesn’t count.

They both take their kids into a tight embrace too. “Pappy Kyle. Pappy Kieran.”

The family of Black takes their seats around the small wooden table with their tongues salivating for Kaya’s fabulous pancakes. As she serves them, the sides of her eyes crinkle, precious for the life she’s living.

“Momma says that Godmother Olivia is coming today as well as Godfather Chester. Will they come to check on us?” Kade smiles at the four-year-old girls. At their young age, they have proven to be talented, agile, and speedy.

They don’t act like pups anymore.

“Yes, they’ll check your talents.” And in Kade’s mind, his wolf thrills that its offspring may come out as wolves earlier than the supposed ages.

They have no idea why they are like that. Maybe because Kaya is a witch or maybe because their fathers have powerful genes, but one thing is sure: these kids will become so great that nations and empires must respect them. They’d have no choice, and the triplets and Kaya plan on treating them with love.

It is something that they lost along the way, but they’ve promised not to allow their kids to face the same thing.

After breakfast and as the training commences, the twins have followed their fathers to the field. Kaya sits at a nearby curb, sipping on a warm chocolate tea as she watches them.

“Hey,” suddenly, a voice that she would recognize anywhere booms close to her ears, and Kaya laughs.

Chester joins in before he comes to the other side of the curb so he can take a seat. “So, I see your daughters are about to begin training.” His eyes are squinted because of the sun scorching hard in the clear sky as he stares ahead.

“Of course, but let us hope they do not see you soon, or else they’ll forget training. Wait, where’s Olivia?” Kaya shifts so she can face Chester. He’s changed, so much. The way he styles his hair, the glint in his eyes, and his flirting dresses. He sure does not want to grow at all.

“Oh, she’s still coming. Some old friend she had gone to visit.” He pauses a bit, and then one of his brows arch downward. “Wait, you didn’t think that I jilted her, did you?”

When Kaya faces her front again, he huffs. “Five… is it six years? You still don’t trust my intentions.”

They both laugh and then go silent for a moment. “They are wonderful.” Chester begins once again.

“They exhibit a high trait of wolf spirit. It’s like their true form. I can’t tell, even though they haven’t shifted before. It’s the only scent they carry. They don’t even try to communicate with nature.” Then she turns to Chester and asks, “Do you think there is some sort of imbalance here?”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Chester smirks, “I think you should calm down. Lord Kade, Kieran, and Kyle are teaching them well, aren’t they? These are your first children. Wait for the second. Who knows what might change.”

As the both of them sit there, Kaya hums. She sees sense in Chester’s words. Regardless of whether they inhibit the witch’s side, too, she is happy that they will be able to defend themselves in this world, joining in the love that’s built this land.

They are the future. These twins will carry love from the north pole right to the south in peace and harmony, reigning forever.

“Yes, I’ll do that.”

The End