Evelyn’s POV
They’re standing right in front of me now.
So close I can feel the warmth of their breath, feel it mingle with mine.
My chest rises and falls unevenly, my pulse completely out of control.
They’re dressed the same—black suits, emerald ties.
Emerald.
My heart stutters.
The gifts.
The color.
The way everything suddenly makes sense—
“You… knew?” My voice barely comes out above a whisper.
They nod slowly, their eyes never leaving mine.
Their auras press against me—heavy, possessive… claiming.
“You’re ours,” Nathan murmurs, his voice low, dangerous.
The way he says it sends heat rushing through me, my body reacting instantly, betraying me.
Before I can even think, they pull me into them—strong arms wrapping around me like I belong there.
And without hesitation…
I ho
