Garcia's POV
Morning light filters through the curtains as consciousness slowly returns to me. I find myself nestled perfectly between my two Mates, my cheek pressed against the steady rhythm of Collin's heartbeat while one of my legs has somehow managed to trap Atticus's beneath it during the night.
Both men remain lost in peaceful sleep, their breathing deep and even. I allow myself these quiet moments to process the weight of what lies ahead today. The situation we face is nothing short of chaotic. We cannot abandon the Pack without proper leadership, which means locating a suitable replacement for the Alpha position becomes our top priority.
"Hey Sis, you up yet?" Leo's voice cuts through my thoughts via the mind-link, and warmth spreads through my chest at his affectionate address.
