Chapter 51: I Don’t Hate You

Scarlett’s POV

​The packhouse was buzzing with activity. Maids, servants, and staff moved around quickly, preparing for the coronation happening tomorrow morning. From the balcony, I watched them rush back and forth, arranging everything. Tomorrow... The triplets would officially become Alphas.

​A small, bittersweet smile touched my lips.

​We used to dream about this day.

​Not just them... me too.

​I remembered how they used to argue about which of them I would end up with—who I would choose, who I would belong to. I even joked once that they could share me.

​But they all refused.

Strongly.

They could never accept it.

I didn’t mind sharing them... but they never wanted that.

Not even once.

​A soft sigh left my lips. Those were the good old days... Before everything became complicated... before I became nothing.

​The room suddenly felt too small. Too heavy. I couldn’t breathe.

just for a little while. Everyone was busy anyway. No

hallway was filled with movement, but no one looked

slipped outside and headed toward the garden. The cool night air brushed against my skin, calming

the first time

​I could breathe.

favorite place in the entire

a twig broke the silence. My wolf, Zoe, suddenly stood on edge, a low snarl vibrating deep in my subconscious. She didn’t like this presence. Not

my heart leaping

a few feet away

Since Ethan brought me back to the packhouse,

fear on my face because he let out

seen a ghost, Scarlett," he said

my eyes on his polished boots, trying to

the air

you know that I

to find my voice, though it felt thin and fragile.

apart, the Alphas—Lennox and Levi—never truly went out of their way to hurt me. They never sought me out

like a piece of furniture that had been moved to the basement—out of sight and out of mind. I knew they didn’t hate me because there were so many ways they could have made my life a living hell if they wanted to, but they never did. Their neglect felt like a strange

a little as he looked out at the flowers. "And your mother...

arms. If it didn’t bring him joy, why

cold again, "my sons take the mantle. They are the future of this pack. And as a father, I have

first time, I forced myself to look up. His eyes weren’t filled with hate, but

he said. "For the sake of the boys, and for

of advice. Obviously he didn’t want me ending up with any of

couldn’t let him leave without asking the one question that had been eating at me for two

give them

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