The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 40: Fighting Over Me

Scarlett’s POV

I froze.

The ringing in my ears grew so loud it drowned out everything—even the wind rustling through the trees.

His woman?

I slowly lifted my head to look at Ethan, searching his face for any sign that this was a joke.

But there was nothing.

His profile was calm. Cold. Unreadable.

​"What?" Alpha Lennox choked out, the word sounding like it had been physically punched out of him. His face shifted from rage to confusion. "Ethan, you cannot be serious."

​"I said what I said," Ethan replied, his voice authoritative. He didn’t look at the triplets, though I could feel their collective rage radiating off them like a furnace. "I bought Scarlett’s contract when she was being auctioned. Technically, she belongs to me. And since I am staying here for the next few days..."

​He paused, his grip tightening around my waist as he pulled me flush against his side. The heat of his body was overwhelming, making my head spin.

stays

looked toward the triplets. Liam looked like he was about to have a heart attack; his eyes were blown wide, fixed on where Ethan’s hand rested on my hip. Leo’s claws were fully retracted, but his hands were shaking so hard I thought

full of

to know what she’s worth. More than any of you

their hands moving to their holstered weapons. In doing so, the pack

poor excuse for an Alpha," Ethan countered coldly. He turned his back on them, dismissing the most powerful men in the territory as if they were nothing more than annoying boys. He began

Alpha Lennox called out, his voice full of anger. "Ethan, I am the Alpha of this

this pack paid in full by the five hundred thousand I spent to get her

the mansion—the same mansion I had been kicked out of just days ago—I felt the heavy, suffocating weight of three pairs of eyes burning into my back. I wanted to turn around. I wanted

center of the grand foyer. He let go of my waist, but the heat where he had

returning.

Alpha Ethan could respond, the massive oak doors suddenly burst open with

he was in front of Ethan, his face contorted with a

Leon roared. He didn’t wait for an answer. He reached out, his grip tight as he snatched my arm and yanked me away

pinning me to him so tightly I could feel the thundering rhythm of his heart. "Scarlett is not yours," he spat, glaring at

who had turned his back on me for two years, yet now he was holding me as if

He remained

at Leon. Instead, he turned his head toward the two older Alphas

voice calm and composed. "Please tell your sons to return Scarlett to me. I don’t want to have to shed blood in my grandfather’s house on