Chapter TwelveThe fireplace in the Alpha suite had burned down to a mound of glowing crimson embers by the time the muted, gray light of dawn filtered through the tall, arched velvet-draped windows. The air inside the sprawling room was warm and thick, smelling of sweet pine smoke, aged cedarwood, and the heavy, intoxicating musk of three distinct mate bonds intertwining in the quiet room.I woke up slowly, my consciousness floating out of the deepest, most restful sleep I had known in months.I didn't move a muscle. Honestly, I couldn't if I wanted to.Kieran was still anchored firmly between Cast and me, his heavy head resting in the soft hollow of my shoulder, his breathing deep, rhythmic, and entirely free of the desperate, wheezing panic that had choked him down in the freezing courtyard hours ago. One of his large, calloused hands was hooked securely around my hip beneath the heavy fur blanket, while his broad back was pressed flush against Cast’s solid, warm chest. Cast’s long
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