Aria's POV
If someone had told me a month ago that my biggest problem would be three Alpha-level men competing for my daughter's approval, I would have laughed in their face.
Now? I wasn't laughing. I was exhausted. Completely, utterly exhausted.
After Elona announced yesterday that she wanted to help me choose a mate, all three men had agreed before I even had the chance to object.
I could only roll my eyes and shake my head as I watched each of them desperately trying to win her over. She had declared that they would each have a few days to prove they deserved her mother.
After that, she would make her decision.
"Mommy." Elona stood in front of me after breakfast with her hands tucked behind her back, wearing an expression far too serious for a little girl. "I have something import
