The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 5: His Secret

Liam’s POV

​I stood on the balcony, my knuckles tightening as I gripped the stone railing. Below me, Scarlett was a small, trembling figure kneeling under the merciless afternoon sun. My wolf was pacing in my head, a low, constant snarl vibrating in my chest. "She is ours," he howled. "She is burning. Set her free!"

I ignored him, but the pain was clawing at my throat.

​Yes, Scarlett was my mate. I had known the day she turned eighteen, two years ago—barely hours after I had dropped my hand to signal her parents’ execution. It was the cruelest joke the Moon Goddess ever played.

I had spent years dreaming of the day I would finally be able to claim her. Before the betrayal, I had planned to pull Leon and Leo aside on her eighteenth birthday and finally confess that I wanted her. I was going to ask for their blessing to court her, to make her my Luna.

​But then the tragedy happened. Her parents plotted my mother’s death and betrayed our pack. The love I once felt had turned into a poisoned well of shame.

​How could I admit that the girl I had sworn to break was the only person I was fated to love? If my brothers knew, they would look at me with the same disgust we reserved for rogues. I refused to be a laughingstock. I refused to be the Alpha who mated with a traitor—a traitor that filled my thoughts every blessed day.

​My plan was simple: wait until she turned twenty and realized the bond, then reject her so harshly she would never dare speak of it. It was cruel, but it was the only way.

​I watched her palms hit the scorched gravel as she nearly collapsed. A sharp, stinging pain shot through my heart; that was the mate bond’s physical response to her distress. I had run into the yard the moment my wolf felt her being flogged, my blood boiling with the need to rip the guard’s head off. But I had to stay back. I had to play the part of the cold Alpha. If I showed mercy, the pack would whisper. They would say the "Traitor’s Daughter" had bewitched me.

​"What has the bitch done this time?"

me, folding his arms across his chest as he stared at

us, I honestly don’t know who hates

he tortures her makes me wonder if he even remembers

suspicion, I wiped the concern from my face and replaced

purse," I replied smoothly. It was a lie. I knew Scarlett wasn’t a thief; she was too proud for that. But I needed a

"I caught her sneaking books from the library this

heavy sigh, watching her head drop lower. She was sobbing silently. Every hitch of her shoulders felt

​Fuck this mate bond.

suddenly. He looked genuinely agitated, his jaw

single soul split into three. We shared everything—women, secrets, battles. Except this. I was the one keeping a secret now, and the weight of it

like she would collapse soon," Leon commented, sounding somewhat worried, or maybe it was just

"She won’t

torture. If a seer had told me years ago that we would stand by and let tears fall down Scarlett’s cheeks without lifting a finger,

wished I could be nicer to her... but doing that felt like

went limp. She hit the gravel, her face flat on

Leon said, sounding

The world went silent. The suffocating pressure in my

my wolf roared. "GO

legs moved before I could give