The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Two Years Later

TWO YEARS LATER

​The sharp ringing of the servant’s bell jolted me awake, snapping me back to reality.

5:00 a.m.

"Shit!" I cursed, leaping out of bed. "Not again!"

​I darted into the bathroom, taking the quickest shower I could manage. The cold water did little to calm my frazzled nerves. I pulled on my gray servant’s uniform, ignoring the mirror entirely. There was no need to check my reflection; the girl who used to smile back at me died two years ago.

​Today wasn’t just any day. Today, the pack house was vibrating with a nervous, electric energy. The triplets—Liam, Leon, and Leo—were returning from the Alpha Academy. They had been gone for a full year, sent away shortly after the death of our Luna. I hadn’t seen them in a year, and I wondered if they still hated me as much as they had before leaving.

​A loud voice echoed down the servants’ hallway. "Everyone outside! Line up!"

​I quickly stepped out of my room and followed the other servants. The entire staff gathered in front of the grand mansion entrance. Maids stood in neat rows, guards lined the driveway, and even the cooks had come out from the kitchen. The air buzzed with excitement and tension.

​"They’ve changed a lot after the Academy," one maid whispered.

"I heard they’re stronger than most Alphas already," another replied.

​I stayed silent. My heart was beating too fast. Soon, the distant sound of engines filled the air. Everyone straightened immediately. A long black car rolled through the massive iron gates and slowly drove up the stone driveway toward the mansion. The vehicle came to a smooth stop in front of the grand stairs.

​For a moment, everything went silent. Then the car doors opened. Three tall figures stepped out.

​The triplets.

​They looked identical at first glance—same tall height, same broad shoulders, and the same dark black hair that brushed their foreheads. But if you looked closely, there were differences. Liam’s eyes were a sharp emerald green. Leo’s were a deep sea blue. And Leon’s were warm brown, darker than the others. Those eyes were the only way to tell them apart.

​They had grown taller, stronger, and more intimidating than the boys I remembered. The Alpha Academy had turned them into powerful warriors. Footsteps approached from the mansion doors: Alpha Lennox, Alpha Levi, and Alpha Louis. Their fathers.

steps, pride clear on their faces. For a brief moment, the cold expressions on the triplets’ faces softened. They walked forward and embraced their fathers in strong

Alpha Lennox said with

heads respectfully. "Welcome home, young Alphas," Nero, the head of

it. Three pairs of eyes. Slowly, I lifted my gaze. The triplets were staring directly at me. The warmth

​Hatred.

a little. My chest tightened, but I forced myself to stay still. They didn’t say a word. They simply looked away and walked past us, entering the mansion like I didn’t exist. Like I was nothing.

sharp voice broke the silence. "Scarlett!" I turned quickly. "Why are you standing there like a statue?" she snapped. "Go prepare fruit

I said

my heart still beating unevenly in my chest. Preparing the fruit platters was the task I dreaded most. The triplets—Liam, Leon, and Leo—were notoriously picky. Everything had to be hand-peeled, sliced perfectly, and served

I balanced the silver tray. The hallway leading to their wing felt suffocatingly quiet. Two years have passed since that day. Two years since the triplets became my masters instead of my

first, I cried every night. Now, I don’t cry at all. Pain loses its sharpness when it becomes routine. I stopped

in!" his

was sprawled across the bed with a blonde girl tangled in his arms, kissing her

placed the plate of sliced blood oranges on his desk. But as I turned to leave, his sharp

toward me wearing nothing but silk trousers, his broad chest on full display. My eyes betrayed me, flickering downward for a brief moment before I forced them back to the floor.

"You didn’t check the ripeness, did

quickly. "I’ll bring a

Alpha Liam to you,"

staining it a dark red that

​"I—"

"Get out!" he barked.

brother, Leo was calmer, but his coldness was a different kind of danger. I knocked and stepped inside. Leo was sitting at

his sea-blue eyes piercing

murmured, placing the

shot out and grabbed my wrist. His grip wasn’t painful, but it was firm enough

what Liam had done. "You’re shaking," he observed, his tone softening slightly in a way that felt more like a trap than kindness. "Are you scared

scared. I hated him. I hated

before releasing my wrist, his expression twisting

stepped out quickly. The last stop was Leon. He was the quietest of the three, but his silence often spoke louder than words. When I entered, he was standing by the window with a book in his hand. As I set the fruit

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