The Lustful Game with the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Discarded and Unwanted

Jade’s POV

For a second, the world froze.

The bowl clattered to the floor. Steam rose sharply into the air. My mother’s sharp inhale cut through the room like a blade.

“Mom!”

I was on my feet before I even realized I’d moved.

I rushed to my mum, grabbing her arm, my hands shaking as I pulled her toward me. The skin on her exposed arm was already red, angry, blistering red, and my heart slammed violently against my ribs as I took it in. The smell of hot broth burned my nose.

“I’m so sorry,” Linda cried suddenly.

I looked up.

She was already crying.

Really crying.

Tears streamed down her face as if someone had flipped a switch. Her hands trembled. Her lips quivered. She looked small. Fragile. Broken.

“It slipped,” she sobbed. “I swear, Jade, it was an accident. I didn’t mean to....” frёewebnoѵēl.com

“That’s a lie!” The words tore out of me raw and furious. “You intentionally tipped it. You watched it pour on her!”

My mother tried to pull her arm back gently. “Jade,” she whispered. “Please....”

But I was already shaking with rage.

"Don’t you dare start that innocent act with me yet again Linda, I’ll take everything from but you cross the line when you touch my mother!!" I raged ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Alpha Ashford stood abruptly.

“That’s enough,” he snapped.

I turned to him, desperate. “She did it on purpose. You saw her....”

“Linda would never do such a thing deliberately,” he cut in coldly. “She’s been nothing but kind to you.”

Linda covered her mouth, crying harder.

“I only wanted to help,” she said between sobs. “I gave up staying at my own home just to be here for Jade. Just to make sure she was okay. And this is how she thinks of me?”

My stomach dropped.

Alpha Ashford’s expression hardened as he looked at me.

“You should be ashamed of yourself,” he said. “After everything Linda has done for you, you accuse her like this? Is this how you repay her true friendship and sacrifices?”

Friendship?

Sacrifices?

I laughed weakly, the sound cracked and hollow.

I turned toward the boys.

I didn’t know what I expected. Maybe one of them standing up. Maybe even a glance of hesitation.

Ronan spoke first.

“I’m sure Linda didn’t mean it,” he said calmly.

Ryder nodded slightly. “Yeah.... it looked like an accident.”

Renzo said nothing.

Nothing at all.

He didn’t even look at me.

My chest caved in.

I opened my mouth to speak again, to scream, to beg, but my mother tightened her grip on my wrist.

“It’s fine,” she said softly, forcing a smile that shattered my heart. “I’ll be fine. I’ll just go and rub some ointment on it.”

Her voice trembled.

I wanted to follow her. I wanted to take her away from here, from all of this.

"Let’s go together Mum, I’ll help your rub the ointment on it." I said as I turned around to go after her.

But Alpha Ashford spoke again.

“Stop.”

I froze.

“You are my sons’ wife now,” he said sharply. “You are not allowed in the servants’ quarters anymore. Such dirty places are below your status”

Below my status.

My mother bowed her head and walked away without another word.

Something inside me broke completely.

“If you’re not eating,” Alpha Ashford continued, already done with me, “then go with the boys. They are going to school too so they’ll take you.”

I wiped my tears mechanically.

I looked at Ronan. At Ryder. At Renzo.

Then I looked at Linda.

She wasn’t crying anymore.

She was smiling.

Just a little.

A satisfied little smirk was plastered on her face and that look made my stomach churn with rage.

My voice came out eerily calm. “I’d rather walk to school alone.”

Alpha Ashford frowned. “Don’t be difficult.”

“I’ve always walked to school since my fathers demise so its nothing new.” I said quietly. “My dear husbands can go with Linda instead. I’m sure they’d prefer that.”

None of them objected to it when said it.

That hurt the most.

I turned and walked away.

Outside, the morning air was cold and sharp. I hadn’t brought a hoodie. I bent my head, letting my hair fall over my face so no one would recognize me.

Tears blurred my vision as I walked.

My wolf whimpered softly inside me.

This hurts, she said.

Everything hurts.

I thought about my mother’s bowed head. Linda’s fake tears. The boys’ silence. The mate bond felt wrong, twisted, painful, like a chain pulling me toward people who didn’t want me.

Maybe I didn’t belong here.

Maybe I don’t belong anywhere.

As I crossed the road, lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice the light had turned red.

I heard it too late.

A horn.

A roar.

I looked up.

It was a truck.

Coming straight at me.

Too fast.

Too close.

My heart stopped.

This is it, I thought distantly.

Maybe this was for the best.

I closed my eyes.

Then..,

There was an impact.

But not the one I expected.

Something slammed into me from the side. Arms wrapped around me as we were thrown off balance. We hit the ground hard, rolling across the asphalt as the truck screeched past us, missing by inches.

I gasped for air, pain exploding through my body.

Hands tightened around me.

“Are you hurt?” a voice demanded.

I opened my eyes.

Renzo.

He was breathing hard, one arm still wrapped around me protectively, his eyes dark and wild as he scanned my face.

“You could’ve been killed,” he said hoarsely.

I stared at him, stunned.

“Renzo...?”