Morning light streamed through the curtains, rousing me from a fitful sleep. My mind had been wrestling with Valerius Stone's unexpected proposition all night. The thought of breaking my bonds with the triplets completely—of starting a new life with a different Alpha—was both terrifying and strangely alluring.
A soft knock at the door interrupted my thoughts.
"Come in," I called, sitting up and smoothing my borrowed clothes.
Valerius entered, carrying a tray of breakfast. His imposing frame filled the doorway before he stepped inside, setting the tray on a small table near the window.
"I thought you might be hungry," he said, his deep voice rumbling through the room.
I stood awkwardly, still unsure how to act around him after our conversation last night. "Thank you. That's... thoughtful."
His eyes held mine for a moment before he glanced away. "About last night—"
"It's fine," I cut him off quickly.
