A Mate To Three Alpha Heirs Chapter 79: Back At The Alpha’s Residence

{Elira}

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After the paynt was settled, Zenon turned slightly toward .

"Take whatever you want," he said. "I will be at that table."

He gestured toward a table by the window—half-hidden behind a hanging potted plant, away from other guests—and walked away.

I stood there for a mont, watching him leave. A part of wondered if he would eat.

’Probably not,’ I thought. Zenon doesn’t look like the type who eats breakfast. He seems like soone who drinks black coffee and broods in silence.

I grabbed a tray and started moving through the buffet line. The sight of real food—actual food—coaxed my appetite fully awake.

I served myself sausages, scrambled eggs, baked beans, a slice of toasted bread with strawberry jam, and poured a cup of hot chocolate.

Then my phone buzzed. I looked down and saw Lennon’s na.

I picked up imdiately. "Hello?"

"Elira," Lennon’s voice rang with easy brightness. "Did Zenon pick you up already?"

"Yes, he did. We are on the road, but he just pulled into a restaurant to get breakfast... for ," I added, my voice a little more unsure.

Lennon chuckled. "Of course he did. Eat everything you want. My brother has too much money to even feel a small expense."

A small smile crept to my lips, even though I tried to hide it. "Mm."

"Rennon and I will be waiting when you arrive," Lennon said. "So don’t worry about anything, alright?"

"Okay. Thank you."

"See you soon, Little wolf."

I picked up my tray again and walked toward the table Zenon had claid.

He was already seated, a cup of coffee steaming in front of him. I guess he wasn’t hungry.

I approached him, trying not to trip over my nerves.

"Um, thank you... for the food," I said quietly as I sat down.

He gave a small nod, then returned his attention to the window.

I focused on my food. At first, it was difficult—chewing while soone like Zenon sat across from you, unmoving and utterly silent, was its own kind of pressure.

But the food was warm and delicious, and soon, the embarrassnt faded under the comfort of actual nourishnt.

My favourite was the jam-slathered toast and the eggs. The hot chocolate was perfect too—creamy, sweet, and rich enough to relax sothing tight inside my chest.

When I was done, I placed my napkin on the tray and sat quietly, unsure if we were leaving or if he needed a few more minutes.

But Zenon stood, his coffee cup empty. "Let’s go," he said.

I followed him without a word and returned to the car.

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I felt my breath catch a little when Zenon finally turned onto the familiar private road that led to the Alpha’s estate.

The iron gates swung open smoothly, and the familiar house ca into view. It was still big and beautiful after a few days away.

Zenon pulled the Jeep into the driveway. As soon as the engine cut off, I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the door.

Before I could even take a full step away from the jeep, I saw Lennon striding toward with that easy, lopsided smile he always wore.

He didn’t wait for greetings—he reached out and took my backpack right off my shoulder like it weighed nothing.

"Here, let take that," he said warmly, then added with a gentle pat to my head, "How was your weekend so far, little wolf?"

I blinked up at him, still adjusting to the sudden shift in energy—from Zenon’s quiet, icy stillness to Lennon’s warm breeze.

"It’s... fine," I replied, and sohow, it felt like the most accurate word.

Zenon, who had just co around the car, paused a few steps away.

"Be ready by ten," he said with that steady voice of his. "That’s when we leave to et the Healer."

I nodded quickly. "Okay."

He didn’t say anything else—just turned and walked toward the house. He moved up the stone steps and disappeared through the main entrance.

Then Rennon appeared beside , his hands tucked in the pockets of his navy-blue shirt. His eyes, as calm as ever, t mine with a small smile.

"Co," he said softly. "Let’s take you to your room. One of the maids cleaned it up yesterday."

I followed him and Lennon into the house, my shoes clicking softly against the marble flooring.

The scent of lemon polish and fresh flowers filled the air. Sohow, I missed here.

We went up the grand staircase, turning down the right hallway toward my bedroom.

As soon as they opened the door to my room, I felt that little spark of childlike joy flicker in my chest.

It was just as I rembered, and my bed was perfectly made, everything in place.

I wanted to jump on the mattress because it was nothing like the one in my dorm room, but I held myself back, smoothing my hand over the sheets instead.

I turned to the brothers, trying not to sound too curious. "Um... is Alpha Cyprus around?"

Lennon, who had flopped down on the armchair, leaned back lazily. "No, he left for a eting earlier this morning. Probably won’t be back till later tonight."

I nodded, relieved. But then I hesitated, fidgeting with my fingers. "And... Luna Gwenith?"

Lennon let out a soft chuckle. "You don’t have to worry, Elira. She left with her husband."

I released a long breath. "Okay. That’s good."

I hadn’t even realized I’d been holding that tension in my shoulders.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, finally allowing myself to relax just a little.

Rennon sat beside while Lennon remained in the armchair, his arm slung over the backrest.

"So," Lennon said, raising a brow. "How’s school, really? Give us the details."

I smiled faintly. "It’s been... better. Yesterday, we had this dorm-wide activity—a supernatural scavenger hunt. It was fun."

Lennon grinned. "You? Doing team gas? That’s new."

I bet he was surprised that my social life was finally taking a turn for the better. Regardless, I laughed under my breath. "I didn’t get a choice."