The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 1: The Suprise

Scarlett’s POV

​A light tap-tap-tap against the glass made me bolt upright.

​I didn’t scream; I knew that rhythm. It was the secret beat we had used since we were toddlers. I scrambled out of bed, my heart already racing, and pushed the window open. Three tall, dark silhouettes were perched on the roof ledge like oversized crows.

​"You guys are going to get caught," I whispered, though a smile was already tugging at my lips. "The guards just finished their rounds."

​Liam, the oldest and most serious, climbed in first with a grace that shouldn’t belong to someone so big. He was followed by Leon and Leo. At twenty, the triplets were already massive—broad-shouldered and smelling of fresh mint and the biting cold of the night air. They crowded into my small room, making the walls feel like they were closing in, but in a way that made me feel completely safe.

​"Like we’d let you turn eighteen without us being the first to say it," Leon grinned. He leaned against my desk, a playful glint in his eyes. He reached out and ruffled my hair, intentionally messing up the neat braids my mother had finished only hours ago.

​"Stop it, Leon!" I swatted his hand away, laughing softly so I wouldn’t wake my parents downstairs.

​"Happy Birthday, Little Fox," Leo said. His voice was softer, more tender. He stepped closer and handed me a small, leather-bound journal. The leather was supple and smelled of cedar. "For all the secrets you’re going to tell your wolf once you shift today. Don’t let these two idiots read it."

​I ran my thumb over the cover, looking up at them. These were my protectors, my best friends, the boys I’d trailed behind since I could barely walk. To the pack, they were the powerful heirs to the three Alphas—Lennox, Levi, and Louis. They were royalty. But to me, they were just them.

​I loved them like brothers, but as I looked at Liam, who was watching me with an intensity that made my breath hitch, I knew I felt something more.

He reached out, his hand resting on my shoulder.

his voice deep and vibrating in his chest. He leaned in closer, his gaze dropping to my lips for a split second before meeting my eyes again. "You’ll need your strength for the shift. We have a surprise

heart did a somersault. A

one, they leaned down to say goodbye. Leo kissed my forehead gently, lingering for a second. Then Leon

down, and his lips stayed against my forehead for a second, then two, then three. It felt like a seal—a silent promise that no matter what

the party," Liam whispered against my skin,

the shadows below. I stood by the window for a long

journal to my chest, a silly,

wolf. I spent an hour in front of the mirror, carefully braiding my hair and smoothing out

peace. It wasn’t the sound of celebration. It was the heavy, rhythmic thud of combat boots

my father’s voice boomed—a Beta’s roar

my heart hammering against my ribs. In our dining room, the birthday breakfast my mother had prepared was scattered across the table. Instead of my parents waiting to hug me, I found them pinned against the wall. Four pack warriors—men I had known my entire life—were forcing my father into

Mom?" My voice came out small

a terror I had never seen. Two guards held

father snarled, his eyes flashing amber as his wolf struggled

the lead warrior, didn’t look him in the eye. "By order of Alphas Lennox, Levi, and Louis, you are under arrest for high treason and the murder of Luna

world tilted. The Luna? Dead? It was impossible. I had seen her just yesterday