“I can’t fucking believe we’re doing this. We’re inviting this fucker into our home—on purpose?” Zak growls as he sets the table.“Look, I’m not any happier than you are,” I say, sliding the lasagna into the oven and setting the timer. “But they’re mates. Ordained by the Goddess. And Nyx isn’t letting go of that bond.”I turn, leveling a look at both Zak and Brandon. “We’ve got to put our anger aside—for her. For whatever she wants. Whatever she needs.”Brandon nods, still clearly pissed but understanding. He gets it. This is about Nyx, not us.Zak, though, is still fuming. “Why would the Goddess give her a mate who doesn’t even appreciate her?”One of the triplets starts to fuss, pulling all our attention toward the other room.“I’ve got it,” Brandon says. “You two talk.”“Thanks, baby,” I say, giving him a grateful smile. “I love you.”He returns it, his whole face lighting up. “I love you both.”As he heads into the other room, we hear him cooing. “Hey, Nat. What’s going on?” Then c
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