TRINITY
The soft hum of voices carried down the corridor as I approached the royal dining hall. My stomach tightened, partly from hunger and partly from the anxiety that came with crossing paths with the Alpha triplets. I hadn’t planned to come this way, but my feet had carried me here before I realized where I was heading.
The scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries wafted through the open doorway, mingling with the low tones of conversation. I paused just outside the room, my fingers clenching the edge of my shawl. I could hear them clearly—the deep timbre of Alpha Nader’s voice, the sharper tones of Luna Mira, and the more familiar, distinct voices of the triplets.
Steeling myself, I took a hesitant step forward. When I peeked into the room, the sight before me nearly made m
