(A/n - This chapter will cover what happened after they left.)
POV: Callum.
Hearing my chuckle, her eyes snapped open, wide with shock. Her face contorted in a mask of pure confusion as her gaze flickered frantically around the room. She looked so utterly lost that I had to fight every instinct to gather her in my arms and pepper her face with kisses.
“This is impossible,” she muttered, her voice barely a whisper. Her eyebrows furrowed as if she were trying to solve the world’s most frustrating puzzle.
“What is, little mate?” I asked.
“You three,” she stated, pointing a finger at each of us in turn. “You can’t all be my mate.”
Inside my head, Ryker growled, clawing at the surface for control. He wanted to mark and claim her right then and there to prove exactly who we were to her. I
