My Triplet Alphas
“The Alpha’s sons always look out for the pack, right? That’s all it is.”
Irish clenched his jaw but didn’t say anything. Steve and Zayne just nodded, playing along.
“Exactly,” Steve said casually. “We were just checking in.”
My stepmom frowned for a second, like she wasn’t sure if she believed us, but then Sarah gave her a quick nudge with her elbow, and whatever suspicion she had disappeared. She smiled again.
“Of course. That’s very kind of you,” she said.
The conversation dragged on for a few more minutes, with my stepmom doing most of the talking. I kept quiet, only nodding when necessary, hoping they’d leave soon.
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