Twenty Four

*THIRD PERSON'S POV*

Although the enormous chamber is stunning and serene, you can feel the strain uncomfortably seeping through your skin. The three alphas are seated far apart, staring intently at one another.

The connection they once had is so flimsy that it may disintegrate into tiny, irreconcilable bits with the snap of a finger. And regrettably, none of them seem to care. Hudson is far worse, having his claws outside and preparing for a fight, while Hector's eyes are crimson and he has standing fur on his neck. Hunter seems to be kept in the dark about the reason behind their silent conflict.

Hector has been following Aaliyah's every move lately like an obsessive stalker. How long she stays in his brothers' quarters when she wakes up, and who she chats with. He is left in danger of his wild thoughts while she is in their room, and it killed him greatly.

Additionally, Hudson hasn't slept in a few days, as evidenced by his droopy eyes. He wants her more than ever—all of her—af