Chapter Twenty Six

A soft sigh escaped Lucia's lips as the morning light filtered through the bedroom window, gently rousing her from a deep, dreamless slumber. Nestled between Aiden and Declan, she felt enveloped in warmth and a sense of security that had eluded her for far too long. Inhaling the mingled scents of pine, earth, and musk, she allowed her eyes to flutter open, drinking in the sight of her lovers' peaceful expressions.

Lucia marvelled at how quickly they had fallen into this intimate routine, their lives intertwining with an effortless grace that defied logic. Day by day, she found herself taking on more responsibilities within the pack, her natural inclination to care for others blossoming without conscious effort. The pack members, drawn to her unwavering compassion, had quickly taken her in, their adoration evident in the way they sought her counsel and guidance.

"You're awake," Aiden murmured, his voice a low, rumbling rasp as he trailed a calloused finger along the delicate curve of h