THIRD PERSON'S POV. The study was dimly lit, but the tension was anything but subtle. Maddox leaned back in one of the leather chairs, a soda in hand, still wearing his wrinkled button-down and lopsided tie from the coronation. Jaxon, ever composed, sat behind the desk with a whiskey glass he hadn’t touched, staring at the flickering fireplace. Then the door creaked open, and in walked Kyren. He barely made it two steps before Maddox’s nose twitched. “Is that…” Maddox sniffed the air dramatically. “Vanilla?” Jaxon’s head turned slowly, a smile teasing his lips. “And forest pine.” Maddox’s eyes widened. “You little—” “I didn’t do anything,” Kyren said raising his hands in surrender, though the pink in his ears gave him away. Maddox stood, pointing an accusing finger towards him. “You snuggled her!” Kyren blinked, brows furrowing. “You sniffed me and got all that?” “I knew it,” Maddox grumbled, slumping back into his chair. “Ky got to her first. The shy one. The sweet one. Th
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