Asher||
I had never been one for formalities and politics, but today I had kept my mouth shut.
Usually, I would leave the damned space and find my peace with the women but today I watched the interaction between my brothers, the Greenwood Alpha Marshall, and his Luna with an unusual intensity.
As the youngest of the triplets, I often found myself observing more than speaking, dying of exhaustion due to the dynamics and unspoken tensions that often ran deeper than the words exchanged.
The meeting had been tense, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken questions and thinly veiled hostilities.
I could feel it in the way Marshall’s eyes flicked to Phoenix, a concealed rage simmering just beneath his calm exterior. It set my teeth on the edge.
After the formalities concluded, and everyone bega
