Iris's POV
Dramatically, she gestured as she spoke.
"Guess what!" Liora's voice rang out. "I'm going to make a beautiful bride." Her lips never cease to curve into a smug smile as she tucked some strands of hair away from her face to the corner of her ear.
She took a step closer and leaned against a table, careful not to let her dress touch the wet piles of laundry as she looked at us. "You wouldn't believe how wonderful the triplets have been to me," she said. "Cade, Zane, and Zael. Oh, they're just so attentive. They've showered me with gifts, you know. Cade got me this diamond necklace and he said it looked good on me." She fluttered the necklace on her neck dramatically, as if to emphasize the point. "And Zane? He had the seamstress make me a gown so fine it puts every other dress in Black Bane to shame. And Zael is just so perfect and clingy with me. Can you imagine? Getting treated like royalty by the three most powerful wolves in the pack, the future alphas."
