Melissa.
The moment they came into view fully, I felt my jaw go slack.
I opened my mouth in pure shock, unable to stop myself. It was them—no one else—the triplets’ parents in all their intimidating glory.
Their presence swallowed the room like a storm rolling down a mountain. They descended gracefully toward the podium, each step measured, silent, and commanding. Their tailored ceremonial clothes shimmered under the rising moonlight, and whatever expression they carried was carved from stone, hard, unreadable, unquestionable authority.
The murmuring crowd that had been buzzing moments ago fell into a tense hush, as though the very air bowed to them. Wolves dipped their heads instinctively, some out of respect, others out of fear. My fingers curled tightly around my dress as my pulse s
