Third Person pov :
The morning sun painted the massive Master Suite in bright, cheerful shades of gold. The birds were singing loudly in the forest outside, celebrating their first full day of true freedom.
Aria woke up slowly. She was completely tangled in the soft white silk sheets, surrounded by the heavy, comforting warmth of her three mates. Caspian’s large hand was resting gently on her stomach, Killian’s face was buried in her shoulder, and Lucian’s leg was draped casually over hers.
She felt absolutely wonderful. Her body was tired, but the glowing silver magic inside her chest was completely calm and happy.
"Good morning, my Queen," a deep, raspy voice whispered.
Aria turned her head and smiled. Caspian was awake, his eyes watching her with soft, endless adoration. He le
