“What the heck is going on here?”. Someone screamed behind them. Causing them to quickly disengage, pulling Lyra behind them to cover her body as she hurriedly adjusted herself.
“Lyra?? Are you three eating my daughter out? In a f*****g training ground?”. Lyra’s father, James, a man in his late thirties walked towards them.
“No father, it’s not what you think”. Lyra quickly responded, readjusting her top.
“So you’re saying I’m blind and I don’t know what I am seeing? You guys were supposed to be training”. James asked, stepping closer while the triplets stood in front of her protectively.
“With all due respect alphas, step away from my daughter!”. James uttered, his hand behind him in respect.
"Lyra, come with me" James growled angrily, ready to leave when Silas intervened.
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