Chapter 24:
“Open the door!” a voice ordered, causing me to groan. “Son of a bitch!” the voice cursed.
Can Dax just leave me alone?!
“Get out!” I yelled, pressing the pillow tighter against my ears.
Why did Dax always find pleasure in disturbing me? Was it a crime to be a triplet?!
“Come on, man!” Dax’s voice grew annoyingly loud.
“I’m fucking trying to sleep, Dax. Can you get the hell out?!” I yelled, sitting up before collapsing back into bed and fumbling with the duvet once more.
Why was Dax always such a pain in the ass?
I muttered a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess as the next few minutes remained silent. It seemed he got the message.
Before I could fall asleep, a loud thud hit the door, making me spring to my feet in shock.
“Do you fucking want to break my door?” I screamed in anger.
“Yes. If you don’t come out,” he affirmed, hitting my door with his heavy boots repeatedly.
“Fuck you,” I cursed, walking away from the bed as I put on a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants.
Anger and confusion quickened my blood when I opened the door to find no one standing outside.
“Don’t fucking play with me, or I swear by the Moon Goddess—”
I glanced back immediately as a burst of laughter interrupted me.
“What are you laughing for? You fucking ruined my sleep!” I complained, hissing loudly to show my disapproval.
I shut my eyes briefly as my head began to ache slightly.
𝕄ØЯE 𝕌PĐΛTΞŞ IИ GΛŁИØVΞŁŞ.ᑕØᗰ
Thanks to Dax for cutting my sleep short.
“I’m bored,” he blurted out, filling me with anger.
“You ruined my sleep because you were bored?” I asked in disbelief, creasing my brows at his lame excuse.
If he weren’t my brother, I could’ve ripped his throat out.
“Sorry, not sorry,” he said, biting his lips hard to stop himself from laughing.
“Are you fucking crazy? I hate you!” I stomped my feet, causing a vibration on the floor as I turned to my other brother, who was fast approaching.
“Devin, do you know Dax just woke me up because he was bored? I’m going to kill him one of these days.” I threatened, flashing my lengthened canines at him.
“Dax.” Devin arched his brow, scoffing afterward as he walked past us and into his office. His aura screamed authority.
Despite being triplets, our characters varied, but we were always referred to as the Demon Triplet Alphas. No one dared mess with us.
I was famous for my bad temper, ruthlessness, and great fighting skills. I was the second of us.
Unlike Dax, Devin was more mature, calm, and calculated. He was the eldest among us. Dax was known for his playfulness, carefree attitude, and annoying nature. He was the youngest.
“I’m bored, Damon, let’s race. I bet I’m faster than you now,” he boasted, flexing his muscles.
