Emily's POV
I woke up to the soft glow of dawn peeking through the curtains, my body aching in places I didn't even know could ache. As consciousness slowly crept back, I became acutely aware of the tangle of limbs surrounding me. Three pairs of muscular arms held me in a warm cocoon, and I found myself sandwiched between what felt like a forest of hairy legs.
"Holy crap," I mumbled, trying to wiggle free without waking the triplets. "It's like being trapped in a werewolf pretzel."
Leo stirred first, his golden eyes blinking open lazily. A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face as he took me in. "Morning, beauty," he purred, his voice still husky with sleep. "Sleep well?"
I felt my cheeks heat up as memories of last night flooded back. "I, uh... yeah. Really well, actually."
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