Alpha Triplets Claim book2
Chapter 51–103
Chapter 51. Chapter Thirty-Five: The Thread That Binds Phera POV: The shopping district of the Red Moon Pack was alive with the chatter of its inhabitants, awash in the soft glow of the setting sun. The air held the rustic scent of pine and damp soil, as though the natural world was ever-so-gently reminding us that even in our civilization, we were never far from the wild. Beside me, Newmara, my older sister, pushed a cart laden with a variety of items, from chic dresses to home essentials. Her eyes skimmed over a display of fragrant bath oils, yet she hesitated to add any to the cart. “How are you and Adam?” I asked cautiously, trying to navigate the palpable awkwardness that hung between us like a heavy fog. She touched her neck where a delicate bonding mark lay—a mark that signified her lifelong commitment to her mate, Adam. “We're good, Phera. We're very good.” “That's great to hear,” I replied, although the words tasted bittersweet in my mouth. My own mate situation was infinitely more complex, and Newmara was all too aware of it. Our history with the triplets had been a point of contention, a rift that had driven me away from the pack and put distance between us as sisters. “Listen,” Newmara began, her tone tinged with hesitance, “I've heard you've been spending a lot of time with the triplets. The pack's buzzing about it.” I picked up a silk scarf from a nearby stand, my fingers nervously playing with the soft fabric. “Well, packs do love their gossip,” I murmured.
