(Elsie's POV)
Nicolette wasn't kidding when she warned me about the post-s*x soreness I'm going to feel in my coochie. It has been three damn days after our passionate night but I'm still struggling to walk straight. I have to readjust my position every single minute so that I would feel less soreness between my legs.
This is what they say about coochie getting destroyed.
"Those damned bastards," I cursed the triplets who fake their worry in front of me while their eyes show how proud they are of themselves. My wobbling legs would have hyped their ego up.
"Um, Alpha you're here," Nicolette coughed awkwardly. I snapped my head in the direction of the door with my eyes narrowed, and then I strived for their head. Of course, they dodged everything I threw their way.
"Still angry?" De
