ALEK POV
My brothers and I exchanged a quick glance, Alan letting out an exasperated sigh. Aaron grumbled, “Stubborn as hell.”
*Ours,* Night rumbled in my head, still irritated but undeniably proud. His possessiveness was palpable—a whirlwind of pride, fury, and something darker, deeper, more primal.
Hunter stepped forward, holding out a shirt to Amber. His face was neutral, but his posture screamed tension.
“Here,” he said, his voice steady.
Amber’s golden eyes narrowed, her wolf still on edge, a growl slipping from her throat. Autumn’s defiance bled through their bond, daring us to push her further.
“Tresure,” I murmured, trying to steady my tone. “Please.”
Her gaze locked with mine, and for a moment, I saw the turmoil in her eyes. Finally, with a frustrated huff, she
