Alpha Complications

When Jayden stepped through the front door, a familiar warmth greeted him.. not just from the house, but from the smell of eggs and toast wafting from the kitchen.

Inside, Tasha and Jessica were side-by-side, frying eggs and buttering toast with a kind of synchrony only sisters could pull off. They laughed softly, nudging each other, their previous tension melted like cheese on toast. At the dining table, Harleen and Jacob sipped orange juice and smiled at the sight, clearly enjoying the rare moment of domestic bliss.

"Morning," Jayden said, waving as he walked in.

Harleen looked up. "Good morning, sweetheart. Come join us, breakfast's almost ready."

Jayden nodded, flashing a small smile. "Thanks, I'll freshen up first."

As he climbed the stairs, he glanced back at the girls, watching them giggle and work in unison. It made his heart lift a little. Whatever had been brewing between them—it looked like they'd finally talked it out.