I woke up the next morning to the sound of what could only be described as a very polite argument happening right outside my bedroom door and it took me a solid minute to remember why three men would be fighting over who got to bring me breakfast. The magical bond hummed under my skin like a reminder that I was now permanently connected to all of them and also that they could probably sense I was awake.

"It's my turn to wake her," Ren was saying in a voice that was trying very hard to sound ...