The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 9: His Smell On Me

Scarlett’s POV

​"What do I want?" he repeated, his voice dropping into a rough whisper.

"I want you in my room... every night. Once you finish your duties for the day, you come straight to me."

​I shook my head, my eyes blurring with tears. "Please, Leon... let me go."

​"Not yet," he growled.

​He suddenly pulled his hand away, leaving behind an empty, aching sensation that made my stomach twist. Before I could even draw a breath of relief, he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. His brown eyes were no longer calculating; they were dark with a raw, animalistic hunger.

​"Don’t test my patience, Scarlett," he murmured. "My room. Every. Night."

​He stepped back, finally giving me space. The sudden lack of his heat made me shiver. He casually began to dress, not at all bothered by his nakedness, while I stood there trembling, my silk dress stained and my underwear ruined.

​"Now run back to Lana," he said flatly, glancing toward the forest. "Before someone notices you’re missing."

​I didn’t wait. I hiked up my dress and bolted, my legs feeling heavy. I could still feel the slickness between my thighs, the phantom sensation of his finger, and the stinging heat on my body.

as I stepped into the light, I froze. Standing by the drinks table, looking directly at me with a

a word, but the way his jaw tightened told me everything. He was an Alpha heir. He could smell the woods, the sweat, and—most importantly—the scent of his brother

completely exposed. He started walking toward me, his steps long and angry. I knew that look—it was the look of a predator who had found a scent

front of the pack. So, without thinking, I turned and bolted, weaving through the crowds of drinking warriors. I could hear his heavy

Stop!" he roared, but

fear. Suddenly, a group of drunken young warriors blocked my path. They were laughing, their faces flushed with ale. Before I could dart around them, one of them reached out and grabbed me by the

you going in such a hurry, little

thrashed, my palms slick with sweat as I pushed against his chest. I looked back over my shoulder and realized Liam

cool off!" Another smirk, his fingers

​"No! Please—"

me away. I hit the cold lake water with a violent splash. The expensive blue dress immediately became a heavy weight, dragging

dress clinging to every curve of my body like a second skin. I looked up, shivering, to

mask of pure rage. He didn’t wait for me to recover; he reached down, fisted his hand in the fabric of my sleeve, and hauled me

was nowhere in sight. Instead, I

the back tent, where the music was muffled and no one was in sight. He didn’t

eyes

the pungent musk of Leon’s arousal,

hissed, his voice trembling with a restrained growl, "did you smell of my brother and sex before

I forced my face to go blank, even though my