Chapter 116
Ella
By the third round of our drinking game, the wine had loosened our tongues and warmed our cheeks. Aidan was down to just his pants, Nikolai had lost his shirt and socks, and I had reluctantly taken off my gown, now wrapped in a blanket like a cocoon. My hair was a mess from laughing so hard, and my cheeks hurt from smiling—something I hadn’t done all day.
"Truth or drink," Aidan said, eyes twinkling as he looked at me. "Ella, if you weren’t our mate… who would you choose? Me or Nikolai?"
I gasped and almost choked on my wine. "That’s not fair!"
Nikolai smirked, leaning forward on his elbows. "Oh, it’s very fair. We answered yours. Now it’s your turn."
I looked between them. Aidan’s lips twitched like he already knew the chaos he’d stirred. Nikolai's eyes were daring,
