ALLORA'S POV
They think I don't see what's happening.
But I do.
I hear things about Layla and the triplets, the triplets I've desired all my life. Killian. Kaiden. Kieran.
They're resisting her less and less, and I hear their mate bond is getting stronger, even though they try to deny it. My source in the palace tells me everything I need to know. She tells me that Layla is getting closer to them. She tells me the Alphas' walls are slowly breaking and that Layla is getting close to Kieran in particular.
It makes me sick.
Layla. Layla of all people.
An Omega. A servant. Someone who once bowed at my feet, trembling like the broken thing she is. And now she dares to stand beside the triplets like she belongs there?
No. She doesn't get to have them. I do. I won't let this abomination happen.
I've dreamt of being their mate since I was a girl. Since I first heard of them. I'm the one who deserves them. I'm a noble. I'm royalty. They should be with someone like me, not Layla.
