Fiona’s POV.
The more time I spent with them the more confused I felt.
A week at first, and then it was two, and suddenly I was lost more and more in this maze of confusion and longing, and for a moment I wondered if I could just have them all and save myself all the trouble.
Between the dates, the randomly catering to their appearances at my door and the fight sprinkled here and there, I sat on my floor crossed my legs and weighed the pros and cons of picking either one of the feuding males.
Picking the triplets would mean giving them a second chance, it would mean I would get to stay in my pack, it would mean I’d have three men doting on me all hours of the day, it would mean I didn’t have to leave Ellia and Amelia, going with Neil on the other hand meant becoming the Luna of the mos
