The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 29: Goodbye

Scarlett’s POV

​I sank onto the edge of my bed, my chest tight with grief and restless adrenaline.

I can’t just go, I thought, my fingers digging into the thin mattress. Not like this. If I left now, the last memory I would have of the triplets—the boys who were once my entire world—would be rejection and pain. I had held Liam, even if he hadn’t held me back. I had felt the spark of our bond one last time. But Leo and Leon... I couldn’t leave without seeing them, without hearing their voices once more, even if it was just to hear them tell me to get back to work.

​My wolf, Zoe, whimpered. She wanted her mates. She wanted to be close to the power that radiated from them, even if that power was currently aimed at hurting us.

​"Just once more," I whispered to the empty room. "One more time."

​I stood up, quickly splashing cold water on my face to hide the tear tracks. I smoothed down my servant’s tunic, ignoring the way my head throbbed. I needed to find them before the final prayer began, while the pack was still milling around the garden buffet.

​I slipped out of my room and moved like a shadow through the corridors. I knew their habits; I knew where they escaped to when the pressure of being "perfect Alphas" became too much.

​I followed their scent and found Leo first.

​He was in the small training courtyard behind the main hall, away from the mourners. He was punching a heavy sandbag with brutal intensity. His shirt was discarded, and I could see the muscles in his back rippling with every strike. He looked like a god of war, fueled by a rage I knew I had caused.

​"Leo," I said softly.

​The sandbag swung violently as he stopped mid-punch. He didn’t turn around immediately. His breath came in heavy, ragged gasps.

​"I told you to stay out of my way, Scarlett," he growled, his voice low and full of rage.

just... I wanted to say thank you. For what

my knees weak. He looked at the bruise on my face, and for a split second, his expression crumbled

for you. I did it because no one in this pack hits a female without my permission. You are a servant here, and Silas forgot his

deep into his eyes, searching for the boy who used to share

it might snap. He leaned in, his scent of whiskey and rain suffocating me.

sandbag, dismissing me with a single cold shoulder. I swallowed the lump in my throat

found him

the forest—the very forest I was about to disappear into.

​"Leon?"

even flinch. He just took a slow sip of his drink. "You’re supposed to be preparing the table for the

wanted to see you. To say I’m sorry... I know you are in pain... we are all in pain. Luna Olivia was a kind queen; she was like

I was saying this, but this was the only excuse I could

at me. His gaze was different from Liam’s conflict or

he said, his voice flat. "Your parents are the reason she’s dead... so don’t stand here pretending you care. Just leave. Get out. I

my heart snap. I nodded slowly, backing toward the door.

meant. He just turned back to the window, his reflection

I had said my goodbyes. It was enough. I had all the reasons I needed

picking up plates for the meal, I veered left,

given me and the small bag I’d hidden. I

watching as the pack members began to move toward the long tables set up for the evening

around. I expected to see a triplet or a jealous servant, but instead, I was met with the stern, weathered face of

he asked, his

my voice