I turned my head slowly, my emerald eyes drifting from one alpha to the next as they stood so close by my bed, their towering presence filling the room like a warm, protective wall that made my pulse quicken.
Hellen's honey-citrus scent hung thick and comforting in the air, laced with that deep, genuine care that always made my heart flutter soft.
Reyes carried her strong cedar-steel aroma—tense but reliably steady, like an anchor holding everything in place during a storm.
Ivory's chili-lime sharpness sparked with her usual playful edge, teasing the corners of my heightened senses.
Each of them was special to me—holding a lot of value in my life. Without them, I would have died—they helped me in my bad times... and they love me.
