Kira’s POV
Sir Phillip asked me to come into his chambers. When I entered, I saw him sitting lazily on the sofa, a glass of whiskey in his hand.
I swallowed hard before bowing. “Good morning, sir.”
He didn’t respond. He just kept sipping his drink, while I stood frozen in the middle of the room, wondering why he had called for me.
“I found out you had s*x with my sons last night,” he said flatly.
My eyes widened in panic. He knows?
Does that mean he also knows I’m their mate?
“I’m supposed to punish you for such an act,” he continued, “because you’re fully aware that the triplet girls—their fiancées-to-be—are here. Yet you went ahead and seduced them.”
He paused. My heart pounded like a drum as fear took over.
“But,” he added, eyes narrowing on me, “I’ll let it slide this time. I
