The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

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.

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

The hallway was filled with movement, but no

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

first time all

​I could breathe.

favorite place in the entire territory. A sharp pang of grief hit me. I missed her so much. If she were still here,

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

around, my heart leaping into my

few feet away

swallowed hard, my breath hitching as I instinctively took a step back. Since Ethan brought me

fear on my face because he let

you’ve seen a ghost, Scarlett,"

I managed to whisper, dropping my head. I kept my eyes on his polished boots, trying to make myself as small

hung in the air before he

know that I

find my voice, though it felt thin and fragile. "I know, Alpha," I

true. In the two years since my life had fallen apart, the Alphas—Lennox and Levi—never truly went out of their way to hurt me. They never sought me out for punishment, and they never raised a

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

out at the flowers. "And your mother... she was like a sister to the late Luna.

fingers digging into my arms. If it didn’t bring him joy, why let it happen? Why

continued, his tone turning sharp and cold again, "my sons take the mantle. They are the

stepped closer, and for the first time, I forced myself to look up. His eyes weren’t filled with hate, but they were filled with a cold, hard

is a powerful man. He will offer you a fresh start where no one knows you," he said. "For the sake of the boys, and for your own sake... take that chance. Be

a warning wrapped in a piece of advice. Obviously he didn’t want me ending up with

asking the one question that had

didn’t you give them