At the restaurant

Three hours later,

The triplets arrived at the only Italian restaurant in White Eagle Pack, where the waitress led them to their private room.

"What would you like to order?" the waitress asked with a smile as she looked at the triplets.

"Bring everything on the menu; we want everything," Thatcher replied.

"Yes, sir. I'll be right back. But what type of wine do you prefer? Or shall I follow our recommendation?"

"Yes."

"Alright." The waitress turned to leave but abruptly stopped at the door.

"Forgive me, Alphas; please do not be offended," she called to get their attention.

The trio shifted their gaze to her.

"It's about her," the waitress gestured toward Linnea.

"What about her?" Julian asked, eyeing the waitress.