The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 28: Saying Goodbye

Scarlett’s POV

I stood at the very edge of the crowd, partially hidden beneath the shade of a large oak tree. My face throbbed where Silas had struck me, and my head still felt heavy from the impact against the wall. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the sight unfolding before me.

The triplets stood at the altar like three immovable pillars.

From this distance, they looked perfect—the future of the pack, composed and commanding. But I could see the truth. I could see the way Liam’s hands were balled into fists. I could see Leo’s jaw working, his eyes dark and restless as they scanned the crowd. And Leon... Leon looked haunted, his usual cold mask slipping just enough to show the grief that hadn’t healed in two years.

​They were in so much pain. And even after everything they had done to me, a part of my soul—the part tied to them by a cruel fate—ached for them.

​Near them stood Lana, Jameson, and Jane. They, too, were dressed in white. They looked somber for the crowd, but I remembered the birthday cake and the smiles in Lana’s room just an hour ago.

​I noticed Lyra’s absence immediately. She hadn’t even bothered to come back from the Crimson Pack for her own mother’s memorial. Perhaps she couldn’t face the ghost of the woman she lost, or perhaps her new life with her mate was simply too intoxicating to leave.

​As the priest began the eulogy, speaking of Luna Olivia’s kindness and her tragic end, my thoughts drifted to my own parents. They had died that same day. They had been branded traitors, accused of working with the rogues who killed the Luna.

​"I’m sorry," I whispered in my heart, looking up at the clear blue sky. "I’m sorry I couldn’t prove your innocence. I’m sorry I’m leaving without clearing your names."

​A single tear escaped and rolled down my bruised cheek. I felt like I was betraying them by running away, but I knew if I stayed, there wouldn’t be anything left of me to fight for them.

​The priest called for a moment of silence. The only sound was the rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds.

I looked at the triplets one last time.

In a few hours, they would search for me.

But by then...

I would already be gone.

the memorial ended, the mourners slowly

eyes met Alpha

of anger, he simply gave me a subtle

slipped away from the crowd, my heart pounding painfully

my room, I stood silently in the middle of the

The cracked mirror.

The thin mattress.

The worn-out shoes.

was everything my life had been

Suddenly, the tears came.

even

have

about to be

known as the traitor’s daughter. Somewhere the name Scarlett wouldn’t be followed by curses and

leaving hit me like a

I could gather myself, the door to

jumped, quickly wiping my tears

sweeping over my disheveled state. He frowned, his scent of warm spice filling the tiny room and making

here?" he asked, his voice rough. "You should be at the memorial.

feel fine," I lied, my voice trembling as another tear slid down my cheek. I looked away, trying to hide the bruise that

his eyes.

his palm against my forehead. The touch sent a jolt of electricity through my entire body. Our mate bond sparked, a searing heat that

temperature is high," he

​He sounded... worried.

at me with something other than coldness or hate. It was like a glimpse of the boy he used to be, the one who used to

rejection, and the fear all converged at once. I lost my strength. I couldn’t respond with words, so I simply

tell me I was disgusting for touching him. But instead, I felt his heartbeat thundering against my

my back, trembling as he fought the