TRINITY
The night stretched on endlessly, its silence oppressive. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as the shadows of the room twisted and shifted with the faint flicker of moonlight filtering through the curtains. My hand gripped the hilt of the dagger tucked beneath my pillow, the cool metal a small comfort against the tension in my chest.
I tried to convince myself that the palace was secure, that my cousins wouldn’t dare to approach me now with the Alpha triplet’s wrath hanging over their heads. But the lingering fear refused to be silenced. My mind conjured up the worst possibilities, each one more vivid and terrifying than the last.
The Silvershade sisters were never ones to accept defeat. They would go to any length to get what they want. But would it mean murdering their own
