BRIANNA'S POV
The palace was breathtaking.
I stepped through the large oak doors, and the luxury of the triplets’ home hit me hard. The floor beneath my feet gleamed, polished to perfection, reflecting the crystal chandeliers that hung from the high ceilings.
Each step echoed softly through the spacious hallways, and I found myself staring at the paintings lining the walls, showing off ancient wars and stories of the pack’s history. But it wasn’t just the decor that struck me—it was the aura, the sense of power that radiated from everywhere.
I couldn't help but feel out of place. Me, Brianna, just an ordinary girl in this grand palace, standing next to my mates, who were born into royalty. I straightened my dress, trying to seem more composed, more… poised. But as we stepped deeper
