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Willow POV

The night was still, the only sound in the room being the rhythmic breathing of my mates, Cameron and Chase, who lay on either side of me. Their presence was a comforting warmth, proof that the bond we shared was real and magical.

Ever since they claimed me as their mate, they have been my constant companions. Their protective instincts make them hesitant to leave my side, even for a moment. I feel ensnared by their presence, their arms weighing heavily around me, their chests rising and falling in rhythm with mine.

Careful not to disturb their peaceful slumber, I slipped out of bed. The cool floor beneath my bare feet was a stark contrast to the warmth of the bed, tempting me to abandon my mission and return to its comfort. However, the dryness in my throat was demanding attention and needed to be quenched.

I picked up a discarded shirt from the floor. The fabric still carried its sweet scent. I hurriedly pulled it over my head, then quietly exited the room and headed towa