Trinity’s POV
I could still feel the echo of Liam’s lips against mine hours later.
The softness of the kiss. The steadiness of his hands. The quiet warmth that had bloomed in my chest before reason had the chance to snuff it out.
I’d replayed it more times than I wanted to admit, each time trying to make sense of it. Liam wasn’t like his brothers—he wasn’t all sharp edges and sudden storms. He was calm. Gentle. The one who smiled at me even when I felt like an intruder in their home.
And now, after one kiss, everything between us felt… different.
Too different.
I was still turning it over in my mind when I turned a corner and nearly collided with Alpha Nader.
“Trinity,” he said with that deep, deliberate voice of his. “Perfect timing. I was just coming to find you.”
I stepped back.
