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 you did in the

that made my knees weak. He looked at the bruise on my face, and for

he snapped, stepping toward me until I was backed against the stone archway. "I didn’t do it for you. I did it because no

stood my ground. I looked deep into his eyes, searching for the boy who used to

He leaned in, his scent of whiskey and rain suffocating me. "Three months, Scarlett.

single cold shoulder. I swallowed

I found

in the pack house that felt truly quiet today. He was standing by the tall windows, staring out at the forest—the very forest I was about to disappear into. He held a glass of dark liquid in his hand, his posture rigid

​"Leon?"

He didn’t even flinch. He just took a slow sip of his drink. "You’re supposed to be preparing the table for

I’m sorry... I know you are in pain... we are all

I was saying this, but this was

finally looked at me. His gaze was different

he said, his voice flat. "Your parents are the reason she’s dead... so

heart snap. I nodded slowly, backing toward the door. "You’re right... I’ll stay away. You won’t ever have

didn’t ask what I meant. He just turned back to the window, his reflection in the glass looking

but a clear mind. I had seen them. I had said my goodbyes. It

toward the kitchens, but instead of picking up plates for the meal, I veered

to my room, I reached under my pillow and pulled out the smartphone Lana had given me and the small bag I’d

to move toward the long tables set up for the evening meal. The triplets would be

was met with the stern, weathered face of Sir Golden, the Head Warrior. He had been one

asked,

voice caught in my