Coral’s POV
Walking into the Beta House, my chest tightened with nerves. It had been years since I’d been here, and even longer since I’d stood before my family. My twins were on either side of me, their hands gripping mine as their curious eyes took in the room.
And then, I saw them.
My mother, Ireland, stood in the center, her piercing gaze locking onto mine the second I stepped in. But she wasn’t alone.
To my chagrin, my youngest brother, Raymond, stood beside her, his little arms crossed over his chest, mimicking the same stance as the triplets—Romulus, Lyric, and Symphony. Then there was Harmony, her expression unreadable, and finally, my oldest brother, Reed, who looked like he was holding back a storm of emotions.
All of them. Arms crossed. Unmoving. Unrelenting.
Even Raymond,
