Chapter 14: Captured

I fought.

I kicked, clawed, and thrashed, but it didn’t matter.

Evander’s grip on me was iron, his arms locked around my body with effortless strength as he carried me like I was nothing.

"Let me go!" I snarled, my fists pounding against his bare chest.

His golden-brown ey

Chapter 15: Submission

I braced myself as the heavy door swung shut behind us, sealing me inside the triplets' bedroom.

Three sets of eyes burned into me—Dorian’s midnight-blue, sharp with challenge. Evander’s golden-brown, calculating and unreadable. Rowan’s hazel, soft yet searing, filled with

Chapter 16: The Claim Begins

The packhouse was too loud.

Too many voices. Too many glances thrown my way.

But none of it mattered.

Because they were watching me.

Dorian. Evander. Rowan.

I felt them from across the dining hall, a weight that pressed into my skin, thickened the air in my lungs.