I Accept You

Emily's POV. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a claw. I could feel the triplets' labored breathing behind me, their injuries taking a heavy toll despite Mom's earlier magic. We were running out of time, and Alaric held our fate in his hands. Reid stepped forward, his massive silver form seeming to dwarf even Alaric's impressive stature. "You're choosing the truth, Prince Alaric. A truth that might be hard to swallow, but one that could save your kingdom." Alaric's lip curled in a sneer. "Truth? From the group that's been skulking around the palace, causing chaos and disrespecting the royal family at every turn? Forgive me if I'm skeptical." "Skepticism is healthy," Alpha Christ growled, his patience clearly wearing thin. "Blindness is not. Open your eyes, boy. Look around you. Does this seem like the actions of a stable, honest leadership?" For a moment, I thought Alaric might attack. His hand tightened on the dagger, his eyes flashing with barely contained fury. But