The Triplet's Bullied Mate
I swallowed hard, a lump forming in my throat, my hands pressed flat over my stomach, as if the physical act could somehow steady the whirlwind of emotions within me, could protect the fragile life growing there from the sheer weight of anticipation.
The triplets stood just ahead of me, their powerful figures framed by the fading light, silhouetted against the fiery sky. Alaric, tall and commanding, a natural leader, his crisp white shirt a stark contrast to the deepening twilight, his jaw set in a line of quiet determination. Theron, a flash of silver and shadow, his usual playful smirk replaced by something sharper, more intense, his silver eyes scanning the gathering with a hawk-like vigi
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