Claimed By My Three Alphas
Chapter 179

AMERY'S

POV

"No way!" I repeat, for what feels like the hundredth time.

"For f***s sake," he groans, "We're fine. Perfectly normal. I don't feel any pain at all."

Asher's trying his best to convince me, but I refuse to let them leave the infirmary just yet. They died

And then somehow, they came back to life.

I brought them back to life.

I couldn't understand it. At that time, I couldn't understand a lot of the things that happened two days ago. How the boys found me. How Levi was able to survive my reckless outburst. None of it made any sense. One second the two boys were lifeless and unmoving, as I struggled with grieving their death. And in the next?

"Yeah," Quincy agrees with his brother, "I feel fine Amery.

You really need to stop worrying about us." I ignore them.

Where did Levi go?

Things have been hard for him since we came back to their Kingdom. His father died. He was left to step up alone while his brothers recovered. Although they claim they don't need to.

No matter what anyone says, I'm not ready to pry my eyes off them yet. I feel like it's some sort of trick. Like they've been given bonus points.

Like it won't last.

A nagging feeling won't let me leave their side, I'm too scared to lose them again.

Turns out, there was a loophole after all.

It was a gift. I am a gift.

The gift of life.

It was the seer who helped the boys find me. The one we met in the rogue village. I don't know how, but she told them where I was. She knew where they could find me. All knowing huh?

When we returned to their Kingdom to lay their father to rest, she was here. She was waiting for us.

I wasn't prepared for what she had to tell us, to say the least.

Levi now shared the same powers as me. Apparently, King Casper was right. I had the ability to make whoever I chose just as powerful as I was.

Whoever marked me would become just as blessed as me.

And so when Levi and I, blessed with the same gifts, grieved over the loss of the two people dearest to us, it was enough for the spirits to gift them back.

It wasn't the prophecy that killed two of the brothers. It was me. I rejected them before Levi ever marked me. To the spirits, I had fulfilled my duty.

I restored the balance.

And in return, I was granted a wish. As was Levi.

We wanted the same thing

And it was given to us.

I still can't wrap my head around it.

A couple of months ago, I was just a human, living in what I assumed was the real world where supernatural elements don't exist. It's funny, how much my life has changed since then. "I'm going to find Levi," I say.

Asher groans, tossing his head back on his pillow. I have no idea why he's so eager to be on the move. I enjoy lying around and doing nothing.

"How long exactly do you intend to leave us on bed rest?"

I cut my eyes at him, glaring,

"Until I'm a hundred per cent

sure you're okay, and until I know for sure that this isn't some glitch, that you're going to live!"

His expression shifts like he's realized something he's been missing all this while.

Yeah, I watched them die. I'm not so eager to see it happen again.

you like."

"I'm sorry, Princess," he says, "We'll stay here for as long as

"Thank you." I huff, casting a glance at Quincy before turning to leave.

***

I haven't seen Levi all day

I know he's busy, considering he has an entire Kingdom he's set to rule very soon, but still.

He hasn't stopped by to see his brothers once since we brought them here. I'm not entirely sure why, but I guess it's because he's still pretty shaken up.

I would be too if I watched my entire family die before my eyes, only to then come back to life within the hour.

The same couldn't be said for their Dad though. No matter how much we tried, it seemed the benefit didn't apply to Killian Stark. Levi couldn't bring him back.

I've been roaming around the pack grounds for a while, and there's still no sign of him. I'm absent-minded, climbing down the narrow steps of the bell tower.

This place freaks me out, I have no idea why I even bothered to check for him here. One wrong step and you fall to your death, there are no railings. My shoulder bumps against something, someone.

"Oh, sorry," The familiar voice purrs, "Didn't see you there.

You know with all the times you were meant to be dead I guess my subconscious must have registered you as a ghost already."

I turn to face Madeline, her back rests on the concrete wall as she stares down at me from two steps up. A sickly sweet smile pulled at the sides of her mouth.

I'm not in the mood for this s**t, I choose to ignore her, spinning on my heel and continuing my path downstairs.

"Pity," She sighs, "At the end of the day you did cause the demise of our realm. I should have killed you when I had the chance. Plenty of opportunity still though, after all, Levi might just come to his senses after all." She picked the wrong day to say those words to me.

I turn to her, lifting my hand. I curl my fingers. Her body jerks upright and into the air. Shifting my weight, I spin on my heel, moving her body with me, the ground falls out from under her feet. It's a hundred-foot drop. "What the f**k? How are you doing this?" She cries, her legs kicking in the air, "Put me down! Let me go now!"

"You're sure about that?"

Her eyes widen at the insinuation. I cup my fingers, then squeeze. Her eyes bulge, hands lifting to claw at the invisible vice stealing her breath. I hold her there, suspended high above the ground, choking away her air. "Have you finally accepted that no one is coming for you?"

Task.

Tears stream down her face as the recognition hits, they re the same words she said to me when she tried to kill me back at camp.

I gave you enough time so that you can finally come to terms that you would die out here because no one is coming for you.

"Please." She choked, "Please."

For a moment, I let myself bask in the terror I see in her gaze.

She's lucky.

Not because I can't do it.

But because I never want to become that kind of person. I never want to take a life away, just because I can.

The gift of life.

"Don't worry," I tell her, "I have no intentions of killing anyone today."

The relief that shines through her bloodshot eyes is almost tangible.

"But I do intend to wound." I toss her into the concrete wall with a fling of my wrist. She crashes into the hard surface, a strangled cry slipping from her throat. Her hand shakes frantically as she hyperventilates, hovering over her right leg, twisted at an unnatural angle by her side

I consider leaving her there, letting it be done with. But no, I have heartstrings yes, just not that many. I push a palm in her direction. It presses against her head, knocking the side of her head against the concrete.

She falls unconscious.

I roll my shoulders.

Where the hell is Levi?

I make my way back to the infirmary, hesitating outside the door when I hear the muffled voices coming from inside Quincy and Asher's room.

"So the old man showed up for us, huh," Asher says.

"He did."

Levi.

I push open the door. "I've been looking for you everywhere.

Where've you been?"

He smiles at me, it's a small smile, but a smile nonetheless.

"Pack duties." He says. "What did you need?"

I hesitate. Part of me has been putting this off, I'm still so scared something might go wrong

He notices my expression, "Hey, what is it?"

I inhale a deep breath, turning to look at Asher and Quincy," I think... I want you both to mark me."

Asher's eyes widen, his lips parting as he stares at me Quincy doesn't react much differently.

"Yeah," I say, shrugging my shoulders, "There's only one way to know for sure, that all this is real, that it isn't going anywhere. And I want you both to do it at the same time."

"Don't ask me if I'm sure, 'cause I am." I say, "I want you to do this. We're mates, and I want it to stay that way!"

I sit on Asher's bed, pulling my hair to the side. Levi watches, as his brothers prepare to claim me as well.

Quincy's thumb ghosts over Levi's mark.

"At the same time." I remind them.

They lean forward, into the crook of my neck. I feel it then, four sharp teeth burrowing into my skin. My eyes squeeze shut.

There's a bit of pain, and then all I feel is pleasure.

My head feels light. Asher seals all four puncture holes with a delicate lick.

I peel my eyes open, taking in Levi's expression.

"What do you think?" I ask him, lifting a hand to my neck," How does it look?"

"I think," he says, stepping forward. The back of his hand touches the sensitive marks, "I think you've never looked more beautiful than you do right now."