ZION

Cassian sat upside down on the couch, flipping a dagger between his fingers. Adrian sat in the window seat with a book in hand, eyes already watching me.

I had faced rogues, Betas with too much testosterone and not enough brain cells, but this was worse. Three Alphas. All sharing the same blood. All now sharing the same room. With me.

And then Tristan emerged from a room, towel draped around his neck. The moment he saw me his expression turned cold.

Fallon purred ...