AmBER POV
The knock at the door was firm, deliberate, cutting through the warmth of the room like a blade. The crackling fire seemed to hush in response, and the easy warmt we’d been enjoying vanished into something i didn’t know. Alan froze mid-bite on one of the snacks he'd carried in from the kitchen, his expression darkening instantly.
Alek, seated beside me on the sofa, let out a low growl. "Who the hell is now?"
Alan, sprawled on the floor with the sandwich still in his hand, set it down and stood, his movements tense and deliberate. "Let’s handle it."
I watched Alek cross the room, my curiosity tinged with unease. My family would have mindlinked me before, as the Triplets’ friends would have, so it must be troubles knocking.
Whoever was at the door knew where we were, an
