Emily's POV
The gardens of Alpha King's manor faded into the background as we made our way back inside, my mind still reeling from what I thought I'd seen. Or rather, who I thought I'd seen. I can't help but still think about that man. Could he be my father? Though my father is a man I hadn't laid eyes on in over a decade.
"Em?" Leo's voice cut through my swirling thoughts. "You okay?"
I blinked, realizing we'd stopped in a grand hallway lined with portraits of stern-looking werewolves. The triplets were all staring at me with varying degrees of concern.
"Yeah, I'm... I'm fine," I said, not quite meeting their eyes. "Just a little overwhelmed, I guess."
Luca stepped closer, his hand coming to rest on my shoulder. "Hey, if you need a break-"
"No," I cut him off, perhaps a bit too shar
