|| CASSENDRA'S POV ||

The air in the old castle carried a sense of antiquity, a timeless ambiance that blended seamlessly with the warmth of candlelight. Diminico and Zavier, adorned in attire befitting the romantic setting, escorted me through the ancient halls, the flickering flames casting gentle shadows on the weathered stones.

As we entered a chamber adorned with tapestries of a bygone era, the Alphas' intentions became evident. Soft music wafted through the air, its melodic notes intertwining with the anticipation that simmered beneath the surface. Zavier's eyes met mine, a glint of desire mirrored in their depths, while Diminico's gaze held a promise of shared intimacy.

The trio...