Maria.
"Alpha!" The leader of the armored troupe's voice exploded through the clearing like a clap of thunder, deep, commanding, and impossible to ignore.
The instant the word left his mouth, he swung himself off his steed with practiced precision. His boots struck the earth with a heavy thud before he immediately lowered himself onto one knee without the slightest hesitation, bowing his head before the quadruplets in complete submission and unwavering respect.
Every movement was crisp, disciplined, and filled with the unquestionable reverence expected from a loyal subordinate standing before his Alphas.
The suffocating breath that had been lodged deep inside my throat finally escaped.
