LOGINPOV: Chloe He turned to make sure I had a good view, smirking s she noticed the curious look on my face. I felt like warning the guys, I want to tell them to be careful and watch out for her trick. But they will only think I’m jealous of the attention she’s getting. So I just stayed in the room and pretended not to notice. I watched the maids set up the table in her room from my position on Tristan's bed.I had a clear view of the white cloth, the candles someone had found from somewhere, the careful arrangement of three place settings that told me exactly what she was planning before the food even arrived.It was Dinner, in her room, with the brothers. I sat on Tristan's bed and watched it happen.Through the bond, I could feel them both. I feel the discomfort in their hearts, the reluctance that neither of them was hiding from themselves, just from her. They didn't want to be in that room. They wanted to be in this one. I could feel it as clearly as I could feel my own he
POV Chloe I waited for them in Tristan's room. After everything that happened in the kitchen, I decided not to wait in my room or the sitting room.We needed to have a talk, and I want to have that conversation in a familiar space, with our scents, theirs especially.I chose Tristan's room because it smelled like cedar, and even though our bond felt distant and strange, I needed to feel close to him while I figured out how to fix what Ella had destroyed.I sat on the edge of his bed and waited. I waited, and waited, and waited.But, they never came...I could hear Ella. The bedroom door hadn't closed properly. There was a small gap, just enough for every sound to travel through the hallway.Ella wasn't even trying to be quiet. She wanted me to hear her, wanted me to know that she has their attention finally.First came her soft whining."It hurts...""Can you move this?""Can you get that for me?""I can't reach it."One request after another. Small things that kept Tris
POV: Chloe Elixir settled down warmly, and watchful in the back of my mind.“Let her play her games,” I thought In my head.“Let her think she's winning.”Through the bond, I felt Tristan's attention turn toward me, brief and curious. I guess something in my emotional current had caught his notice, too calm perhaps, or too still.I let him feel the surface of it, acting composed, pretending to be fine, pretending that everything is under control.I turned the page of my book even when I know that I hadn't read a single word of it.Yes I was learning to be patient in ways I hadn't been before, and patience, it turned out, had teeth and claws.Ella just didn't know that yet.*****It had been the perfect afternoon... until it wasn't.It had been two days since Ella fell down the stairs. I had done everything I could to avoid her.Until today.That's the thing about happiness. It arrives without warning, and it leaves just as quietly. The time between those two moments is
POV: Chloe I knew the moment I let her stay that I'd made a mistake.No, wait...I didn’t not know immediately, not straight away. Standing on that doorstep watching her press her forehead to the stone, I'd convinced myself I was being reasonable. Being the kind of person who doesn't make decisions out of fear or jealousy, who can look at a messy situation and find the sensible way through it.The sensible path, I'd told myself, was this. Ella had grown up alongside the brothers. She was something close to family to them, in the way childhood closeness creates bonds that adult behaviour struggles to undo. And I wasn't entirely without blame for her situation either, Ethan had leaked those documents for me, had burned her family's finances to the ground in my name, and whatever Ella was or wasn't, the damage from that decision was real.So I let her stay...God, I wish I hadn't...The first three days, I tried. Yeah, I really did, I want that on record that I genuinely,
POV: Chloe Ella smiles...She could tell that her words were getting into their heads, I could see that too, I could feel it in the bond that they are not so angry anymore I can tell from the way their eyes soften, as if they were recalling the past, like she suggested.“If you kick me out now, I have no one else to turn to and nowhere to go. Please Alpha,” she begs.“Ethan... Please forgive me, I’ve changed completely, I beg you. I’m not the same Ella that caused so much trouble, I’ve really changed.” She said, looking from Ethan to Tristan and then back to Ethan.I almost laughed out loud as she acts pitifully in front of the two brothers and still ignores me as if I wasn’t even standing there."It wasn't me or my brother you offended," Tristan said. His arms had crossed over his chest in the way that meant a door was closing, politely but completely. "Why are we the ones receiving apologies?" he asks her. Her eyes moved, slightly uncertain."You hurt Chloe," Ethan said, beside m
POV: Chloe We had been living at the mountain estate for three weeks before it started to feel different.It feels like something other than a very beautiful, very complicated situation.The estate was large enough that three people could coexist without constant negotiation.Tristan's wing on the east side, Ethan's rooms on the west, my bedroom in the centre of the upper floor with windows on both sides and a view of the valley that made waking up feel like an event worth attending. My own space... My own walls. The brothers had insisted on this, separately and then together, with the united front they'd been showing more often since the hospital.“You need somewhere that's yours, Ethan had said.Not ours, Tristan had added. Yours.I had stood in the doorway of the centre bedroom with the valley light coming through the windows and felt something ease in my chest that I hadn't known was tight.Living together was... not simple. I want to be honest about that. There were







