Revenge After Rebirth: Fated To The Triplets I Hate

Iris’s POV

"Hurry up!" Amelia’s voice hissed through the library but barely above a whisper. She shifted impatiently near the towering shelves as my hands fumbled through the dusty tomes, fingertips brushing over the books as I squinted in the darkness searching for this book as I recalled it falling from my hand the moment Margery saw me here days ago. Here I am searching relentlessly.

"I’m still searching. I can’t find it," I replied back. My heart pounded as I could hear me heart beating so fast, not from anything but fear and the risk I had put us in.

"Oh, Moon Goddess, I knew she’d put me in great trouble," Amelia snapped,. Her eyes darted toward me in sobs.

I whipped my head around, glaring at her. "Don’t be dramatic, Amelia. Keep your voice low," I shot back. "We’re almost done. Just stay calm, I’ll find it soon."

I turned back to the shelves, my fingers grazing at each book. Then, finally, my hand closed around a weathered volume tucked between two larger books. The title is barely legible from the dark as I read through the title. The New Wolf’s Guide to Transformation and Taking Control.

"Found it!" I said, holding the book up, my lip curling out smiles. Amelia’s tense shoulders sagged, and she let out a shaky breath, her hands clasping together as if in prayer.

"Thank the Moon Goddess," she murmured, her voice softer. She stepped closer, her eyes flicking to the book in my hands. "Now let’s get out of here before someone catches us."

I nodded, tucking the book into the folds of my dress. We moved toward the door at the far end of the library, our footsteps muffled on. But just as we reached it, the sound of a swirling swords caught our attention as we halted. My heart leapt into my throat. Slowly, I leaned toward the door’s narrow window, peering through the smudged glass. The rain was pouring down heavily as lightning followed as my eyes fell on him, Alpha Lucas swinging his sword in every direction. His dark hair was plastered to his forehead as rain poured down. His movements were relentless as if he were fighting an invisible foe.

Amelia peeked over my shoulder, her breath hitching. Her eyes widened, fear replacing the irritation from moments ago. "Iris, what kind of trouble have you gotten us into?" Her words were obviously of anxiety. Her fingers gripped my arm. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my own panic at bay. "Don’t worry," I said, forcing my voice to stay steady. "We can sneak out. He won’t notice us."

Amelia snapped her head forward. "Sneak out? If he sees us, he’ll report us to Alpha Trent!" Her hands gesturing wildly. "You know how he is about his father’s rules, even if he doesn’t agree with them."

I pressed a finger to my lips, shushing her and urging her to quiet down. "Keep it low. We’ll wait until he leaves," I said firmly. "He can’t train forever, not in this heavy rainy storm."

"He doesn’t look like he’s leaving anytime soon, Iris." She pointed toward the window, where Lucas continued its relentless training , unbothered by the rain.