Leticia’s POV
“We should consider the possibility that the other two are my mates as well,” I tried to argue with Cirrus, Kartein, and Kayden.
The three of them were sulking; none of them wanted to share me, and it showed. What can I do?
I didn’t ask to be mated to the three of them (with the possibility of two more), yet they are acting like I made the decision.
Kayden sat on the edge of my bed, arms crossed so tightly his biceps strained the sleeves of his black T-shirt. Every few seconds, he huffed, and if it weren’t for this whole situation, I would have laughed.
Cirrus stood by the window, arms folded more elegantly but no less tense, golden eyes fixed on the darkening sky outside.
Kartein had claimed the armchair in the corner; he wasn’t looking at me at all. He was staring
