Rejected and Claimed by her Alpha Triplets
Chapter 34 - embarrass you

Chapter 34: 34 - embarrass you

34

~Lisa’s POV

The guards moved fast.

Everything had happened just like Belinda promised. One whispered command and I was taken to the prison, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst. I didn’t dare speak as they led me through the dim corridors, I just held on to the keys, my palms sweaty, my chest aching with fear and hope. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

When we reached Milo’s cell, one of the guards unlocked it without a word. He stepped out slowly, wincing slightly, his eyes flicking to mine in disbelief. "You really came back," he whispered.

I nodded. "Come on. We don’t have much time."

They guided us down the back hallway, an old, less-guarded path Belinda must’ve arranged, and for a brief moment, it felt like it might actually work. We were just steps away from the outside gates. Just steps away from freedom.

And then...

"Hey! Stop!"

A voice cut through the night, loud and commanding. My stomach dropped.

From the shadows, three guards emerged, high-ranking ones. Their uniforms were darker, their presence heavier. The ones leading us froze instantly, fear flashing across their faces.

"What is going on here?" the tallest one barked.

Before I could even open my mouth, we were surrounded. The guards helping us didn’t speak, they just bowed their heads in silence, knowing they’d been caught.

Within minutes, Milo and I were back in the prison, but this time, in a darker, colder cell. A real one. No chances now. No hope.

I sat beside him on the floor, my hands trembling, my throat tight with guilt.

"I’m sorry," I whispered, staring down at the dirty floor. "This is all my fault. I dragged you into this. You wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for me."

He turned to look at me, and even in the dim light, I saw the softness in his eyes.

"You were trying to help," he said quietly. "You could’ve run. You didn’t have to come back for me."

"I couldn’t leave you," I said. "I couldn’t let them..."

Before I could finish, the sound of boots striking the stone floor echoed toward us. The cell door slammed open.

The triplets entered.

Their presence filled the room like a storm, cold, furious, and dangerous.

Kael was the first to speak, his voice like thunder. "Do you know what you’ve done?"

Ramon’s glare could’ve burned holes through stone. "You tried to escape this palace like a thief in the night? With a prisoner?"

Damon’s voice was quieter, but it cut the deepest. "You humiliated us. You dragged our name through the mud. After everything..."

I couldn’t speak. I didn’t have the strength to argue. I lowered my head, tears slipping down my cheeks.

I wanted to explain. I wanted to scream that I was suffocating! But the words never came. They wouldn’t listen. Not now.

Kael turned to the guards at the door.

"Take them away."

The guards stepped forward.

And just like that, whatever chance I had at freedom... was gone.

The ground beneath my feet felt like it was shaking, or maybe it was just me.

The guards dragged us out, not bothering to be gentle. My wrists burned from the chains, and every step felt heavier than the last. Milo stayed quiet beside me, his head held high even as they shoved him forward. I wanted to be brave too, but my heart was pounding so hard I thought I might collapse before we even got to the torturing ground.

And then we arrived.

The place was silent except for the creak of the chains and the breath of the guards. The torches cast flickering shadows across the bloodstained stones. The air was thick with the scent of fear and dried pain. They chained us in place, me to the flogging post, Milo to a thick metal stake in the ground like an animal.

And then... they came.

The triplets entered, dark and furious.

But they weren’t alone.

Belinda walked beside them, chin raised, dressed in her finest, as if this were some grand event and she was the honored guest. Her eyes found mine, and for a second... I hoped. Stupidly. Foolishly.

Kael stepped forward, his voice sharp and deadly. "Tell us now, Lisa. Who helped you escape? Who gave you access to the prison?"

My heart pounded against my ribs. I turned to Belinda, my voice hoarse but clear. "It was her. Miss Belinda. She let me in. She arranged everything. She told me to leave with Milo. That was the condition..."

"I don’t know what she’s talking about," Belinda cut in, her voice soft and so sweet it made bile rise in my throat. She looked at Kael with wide, innocent eyes. "I swear on my life, I had no idea she was planning this."

The air went cold.

I stared at her, stunned. "You... you promised..."

But she didn’t even look at me. She had already moved past me, standing closer to Kael now.

That was the second time she betrayed me.

And this time... it would cost us everything. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

I turned back to the triplets, my voice cracking. "Please... I know I disobeyed. I know I broke the rules. But I wasn’t trying to shame you. I just... I couldn’t let them kill him. Milo did nothing wrong. He was kind to me. That’s all."

Silence.

Kael’s eyes were like ice.

"Kindness does not justify betrayal," he said coldly. Then he turned to the guards.

"Kill him."

"No!" I screamed, yanking against the chains. "Please! Please don’t..."

Milo didn’t say a word. He just looked at me with calm, steady eyes.

Then Kael turned to me. "And you..." His voice was void of emotion. "Fifty lashes. And hard labor for the rest of the moon cycle."

The world spun around me. I dropped to my knees, the chains rattling.

"No!" I screamed, lunging forward as far as the chains would let me, the metal biting into my skin. "Please, don’t kill him!"

The guards froze for a second, but the triplets didn’t move. Kael’s face remained unreadable, his arms folded tightly across his chest. Ramon’s jaw clenched, and Damon stared ahead, distant, like he was trying not to feel anything at all.

I fell to my knees, sobbing, my voice hoarse and shaking. "You don’t even love me! You don’t want me! So why are you so angry that someone else showed me kindness?"

They said nothing.

"You treat me like I’m a burden," I choked out. "A nuisance you have to manage. You don’t speak to me unless I mess up. You punish me for breathing too loudly. You’ve never made me feel like I belonged here. So why...why does it matter if he cared? If he treated me like a person?"

The silence deepened. I could barely see through my tears, but I kept going, desperate.

"I wasn’t trying to embarrass you," I cried. "I was trying to save someone. Someone who didn’t deserve to die just because I exist."