My Triplet Alpha Stepbrother Mates

I am in the mood of killing today!

The Third Person’s POV:

The pain of the wounds was nothing for him, but the sensation he was feeling after the wolfsbane falling directly on his wound was unbearable.

“STEFAN!” Giselle screamed in worry when Stefan almost lost his balance.

She ran towards him but before she could keep a feet on the road again, Stefan’s voice stopped her in her tracks.

“Don’t move, Giselle! Stay where you are! I am okay!” Stefan replied, his voice was filled with pain, but he still smiled when he turned towards her.

“Stefan, you are hurt” Giselle said, she was almost crying.

“I am really fine, love. Just stay behind and focus on protecting yourself”, Stefan pleaded this time.

Giselle stopped near the giant tree at Stefan’s request and closed her eyes in frustration.

“Stefan is right, Giselle. Please do not come forward. We will handle them. We will be at ease knowing that you are okay”, Kevin asked her in a pleading tone.

She loved how Stefan and Kevin were requesting her rather than ordering her like others in her life.

“Okay”, she replied in a low voice with a small nod.

“Stefan, can you fight?” Kevin asked in a concerned voice.

“Of course, I was born to fight” Stefan said, flashing his adorable smile.

He stood straight and nodded his head, indicating he was ready.

“Alright then, guys. Take your positions”, Kevin commanded in his Alpha tone.

Being the eldest, it was his responsibility to lead his brothers in each and every situation, no matter how deadly the situation was!

Stefan stood at his right side and, Riven, stood on his left.

“Riven, you will fight with me at the front line. Like we always do”. Kevin turned towards him and Riven nodded.

“What about me? I am not sitting on the bench like a loser?” Stefan asked, offended.

“Of course not, Stefan, your main focus should be protecting Giselle and keeping those guys away from her. You will fight from the right side but stay close to the service road to keep an eye on Giselle”, Kevin ordered.

“Alright. I am in the mood of killing today!” Stefan replied, smiling like a happy puppy.

Giselle notices how Stefan behaves differently when he is with her and when he is with his brothers. He is truly like a spoilt kid when he is around Riven and Kevin, and a truly grown-up gentleman when he is with her.

“You are always in the mood of killing”, Kevin replied with a chuckle.

Their wounds healed in the meantime and they were more energized to fight now.

They didn’t change to their wolves and started fighting with the crowd of foxes right away. The foxes didn’t change into their fox form either, they were also fighting in their human form.

Riven was fighting with a group of seven people at the same time. He was like a ninja who was barely on the ground.

Giselle observed that his kicks were his main attack.

On the other hand, Stefan was fighting in front of her with a lot of people. Not letting anyone come closer to Giselle.

His punches were really powerful. She saw him relocating people’s jaws with his bare punches. There were still some glass pieces digging into his skin. Seeing him fight in that state was breaking her heart.

She was distracted by Stefan when she saw a guy flying in the air and then fell on the nearby SUV.

“What the hell!” Giselle was startled by the loud noise of glass breaking.

It was Kevin! Giselle began to observe his style of fighting and she noticed he was good at both kicks and punches. She couldn’t observe his defending moves as he was only attacking the men in front of him.

He was fast, no doubt, as he wasn’t letting anyone come closer to him and fighting them off pretty well.

Three of them were great fighters with equal strength, but their strong points were different.

The way Kevin trusted Stefan with Giselle’s safety, she was sure that Stefan must be better at defense than him, otherwise, Kevin must have taken the responsibility himself.

She saw more black colored SUVs approaching and people in equal or more amounts getting into the fight with her triplet mates.

‘What the bloody hell!’