Awakened Love With Triplets Alphas -
Chapter 23
YUNIFER'S POV
I was woken up by the sunlight that hit my face, making me grunt as I slowly opened my eyes. The first thing that I saw was the white ceiling and even the walls were white. As soon as I saw this scene, I already have a general idea of where I am right now. I was in the hospital because I was wounded... right! What about Asher?
I immediately sat on my hospital bed and was about to climb off from my bed when the door opened and the triplets saw that I was about to rush my way towards the other room.
After seeing that I was about to get off my bed, they rushed in my direction to stop me.
Guessing that I was worried about Asher, they hurriedly explained. "Asher is fine! The wound on his back was already healed and he was still sleeping right now. Last night when you were sleeping, he visited you and wanted to stay with you but the doctor led him back to his room to let him rest first even if the wound on his back was healed."
Hearing this, I was relieved and obediently let them help me lay down on the bed.
Lawrence then looked at me with worries in his eyes. "How are you feeling right now? You've been in a coma for three days which was why Asher and the three of us couldn't help but feel worried about your condition."
Ishid also solemnly nodded his head. "But who would have thought that the first thing that we saw after you woke up was that you were trying to get off the bed in a hurry without even minding the IV drip on your left side."
Even Drake, who remained quiet, couldn't help but voice out his words. "That's right. You should treasure yourself more and if you have something that you want to know or do, just tell us because we are willing to do anything for you." When I saw how solemn they are, I couldn't help but tease them.
"Are you sure that it's not for Samantha?" I asked with a joking tone.
I saw the way their faces changed as they rolled their eyes and shook their heads. "It's not and it will never be. Stop thinking about her and focus on us instead."
Hearing this, I don't know why but I was slightly relieved that they don't value Samantha as much as how they valued me.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry about my situation especially since I couldn't hide my feelings for them anymore.
Anyway, it was a good feeling that I was being cared for. This is good.
I hope this will last.
"Are you okay now? Your wound..." Lawrence asked while looking at me with full worry.
I looked at him and smiled while shaking my head. "It's fine now. It didn't hurt anymore. If it wasn't for the bandage around my back, I would show it you that it's already fine. I even felt that it was already healed with no scars.
Indeed, it was really weird since I felt that I became better. The wound which was terrifyingly large and was burning from the paints already healed. I felt that it was all just my illusion that I received a wound from being whipped by my mother.
I should check my wound later to see if it was wound. I'm starting to doubt myself. Just like my brother who had a self-healing ability, I felt like I was also the same as him but only a bit inferior because my wound won't heal immediately just like him. However, compared to normal humans, my wound healed much faster than theirs without even leaving scars or traces.
Is it because my mother is a wolf even though I was born as a human, I couldn't completely be a human because I have a werewolf mother so I inherited a bit of my mother's self-healing ability, right?
In the end, no one could answer my doubts. I helplessly shrugged my shoulder and stopped thinking about it.
Then I looked at them and asked, "Since I was in a coma for three days, what about school? Did you excuse me from our dean and professor?"
Ishid nodded his head and answered, "Yes. We already excused you so you don't have to worry. You can just catch up with the activities and quizzes given by your professor."
"Thank you." I sincerely said as I smiled at them from the bottom of my heart.
They looked away and faked their cough.
"There's no need for thanks between us." They said while holding back their smiles.
Suddenly, the door creaked, making us look in its direction. It was Asher who carefully opened the door and secretly glanced at me.
Upon seeing me regain my consciousness, his eyes lit up and rushed his way in my direction. He climbed the bed swiftly with agility and threw himself into my arms, making me chuckle.
Then he realized something and immediately retracted himself from hugging me. "I-I'm sorry..." he apologized as he looked at me carefully.
As if he was inspecting if my wound reopened after he rushed his way toward my embrace.
Seeing him being like this, I grabbed his small body and hugged him tightly.
"No need. I'm already fine and my wound has already been healed so there's no need for you to get worried about it." I softly said while combing his hair with my fingers. Asher nodded his head as he buried his face in my chest as he murmured. "It's good to hear that you're fine."
"How about my dearest brother? Are you okay now? Is your wound fully healed? No skin traumas? What about mental traumas? Are you fine now?" I asked while inspecting him carefully. Asher shook his head while he was still hugging me. "No, I'm fine. No skin traumas nor mental traumas."
"Are you sure?" I raised my brows while eyeing him who was clinging to me tightly like a koala.
Asher nodded his head and softly murmured. "I'm fine now after all I'll be okay once you're okay."
I couldn't help but chuckle at his sweet words. I helplessly pinched his cheeks as I glanced at the triplets who were staring at Asher and I happened to see their envious look.
When they felt my gaze, they hastily averted their gaze at Asher and erased the envious look they have on their faces as they gave me a big and warm smile.
"You two are close." Ishid couldn't help but mutter and the way he said those words were filled with envy.
I smiled at him and nodded my head, "Yeah. Asher and I are very close since we are siblings and we only rely on ourselves ever since our mother started to use her hands and feet to beat us. We were the only ones who could rely on ourselves. So we are much closer to each other and are dependent on each other."
I saw Drake's brows furrowed, Lawrence who clenched his jaw, and Ishid who suddenly became serious, all start to look at me.
"What?" I asked while raising my brows at them and at the same time, I was sliding my fingers through Asher's hair, whose face was still buried in my chest, not letting me go.
Even though Asher said that he was mentally fine and there were no traumas he received from what happened 3 days ago, I could tell that he had suffered from nightmares. He was trying to hide it so that I won't get worried, but deep down inside he was suffering from the nightmares that kept on hunting him.
It must be all about mother. No one in this world could properly put a trauma and pulled the trigger of our trauma other than our mother.
Suddenly, I heard Lawrence's voice who asked. "Did your mother abuse the two of you when you were still living in her household?"
I don't know why but Lawrence's usual voice was filled with gentleness and was now suddenly filled with a heavy and hoarse voice. He seemed to be gritting his teeth.
But I acted like there was nothing wrong with it and honestly told them the truth with calmness since I wasn't planning on hiding this from them and I don't think there was something wrong in telling them about it especially since they already saw the way our mother became like a madman and crazily whipped us with a whip.
"Yeah, I've experienced being abused by her for several years ever since my father died. Not only that, but she also abused Asher. We've suffered a lot from her hands and we feared her the most every time we are inside her household. Whenever she would come back, we would immediately hide for our mother not see us and be used as her venting machine where she could freely vent all of her frustrations and emotions through violence."
After I said that, my eyesight unconsciously glanced at Asher and softly patted his back. His breath was even and his eyes were closed. He was resting his small body on me while he still didn't let go of me. It was as if I could make him secure.
There was even a visible dark circle underneath his eyes, clearly telling that he never had a proper and good rest. He was suffering from nightmares.
Suddenly, I heard a bang coming from their direction, making me raise my head and look at them. It was none other than Drake whose face was darkened as he crushed the tin can that was in his hand.
I tilted my head and looked at Drake with curiosity. Even Ishid and Lawrence's faces were so dark that it almost seemed that they wanted to murder someone.
DRAKE'S POV
When I heard that our mate suffered from abuse for several years, I felt like being petrified and it was as if a force just pierced my heart. I'm sure that it wasn't only me who felt this way. Even the twins, Ishid and Lawrence also felt the same way that I feel after hearing that our mate suffered from her household.
When I remembered the way I kicked her for no reason on our first day, I suddenly wanted to go back to the past and meet my past self then beat him to a pulp for doing that to our mate.
I clenched my jaw and I could feel the veins on my forehead, throbbing.
"No one tried to save you?" I hoarsely asked while staring at her.
She doesn't have an expression on her face when she said that she was abused by her mother for several years other than being calm. It was as if she was telling someone else's story.
Or maybe it did become someone else's story because in the past, she was the daughter of the abuser who abused her but now she had nothing to do with that abuser anymore. The abuser had no significance in her life.
Yunifer turned to look at me and retorted. "Otherwise, I won't have to endure all of Cilda's abuse. Besides, even if someone took the initiative to help me that time to get me out of that household, I wouldn't still get out."
"Why?" All of us, I, Ishid, and Lawrence asked in unison as our brows furrowed, clearly disagreeing with her words.
Yunifer let out a soft chuckle as her eyes glanced at Asher who was sleeping in her embrace. "Because Cilda used my beloved brother to threaten me. If I dare to disobey or make her unhappy, Asher would receive punishment. That's why when I saw that she would beat Asher, I begged her to beat me instead... treat me as her venting machine rather than beating my Asher."
I couldn't help but clench my fist as I gnashed my teeth in anger. I didn't even notice that my canines were visible and my eye color slowly changed.
I could even feel the anger of my wolf, Alastair.
"Kill! Kill that damned Cilda who made our Luna suffer for several years!"
The more I think about it, the angrier I feel.
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