The moon hung low in the sky, its soft silver light filtering through the tall windows of the bedroom. I could feel its pull, a gentle reminder of the power that lay beneath my skin, but tonight, I was too exhausted to heed its call. The events of the day had worn me out, both physically and emotionally, and all I wanted was to curl up and sleep.
As I climbed into the massive bed, I could hear the steady, rhythmic breathing of the triplets—Jason, Mason, and Grason—already settled in. They were like a wall of warmth and safety, their presence comforting in a way that words could never fully capture. Being with them was like finding a part of myself that I didn’t know I was missing.
Jason, always the first to make room for me, lifted the covers on his side, his eyes soft and welcoming. "Co
