"That doesn't really answer my question," I pointed out.
A hint of a smile touched his lips. "The truth? I don't know exactly how it works. The old texts speak of balance—each mate fulfilling different needs, complementing rather than competing. Jackson has always been the diplomat, the one who builds bridges. I've been the protector, the one who maintains boundaries."
"And together?" I prompted.
"Together, we're stronger than we could ever be separately," he said simply. "Just as you will be stronger with both of us at your side."
I contemplated this, trying to imagine a future with two mates—two powerful Alphas who had only recently stopped avoiding me.
"It's a lot to take in," I admitted.
"We have time," he assured me, though we both knew that wasn't entirely true. With Marc hunti
