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The lake shimmered under the late afternoon sun, a mirror of gold and silver through the trees. My lungs burned by the time I broke through the clearing, my heart hammering so loud it drowned out the rush of the water.
And then I saw them.
Keegan, Kendrick, Kyle, Kingsley—my four mates, my anchors, my infuriatingly reckless alphas—stood at the water’s edge. Their postures tense, eyes sharp, voices low.
And in front of them—my triplets. My beautiful boys. The ones that resembled me the most. Chocolate messy hair, olive green eyes… and all the rest was their fathers’. Already packed with muscles to kill.
Harrison. Heat. Hudson.
On their knees in the grass, bodies trembling, skin slick with sweat. Their faces twisted in pain.
And then—
*Snap.*
The sound of bone breaking. The soun
