The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 57: Special

​Scarlett’s POV

​I didn’t answer. I didn’t want to discuss my bloodline or my rarity while pinned under him like prey.

Instead, I focused on the heat of his body, the way his fur felt against mine, and forced the shift. My bones cracked and shivered as I returned to my human form, lying naked and vulnerable on the forest floor.

​Leon followed suit instantly. He shifted back, his heavy, human weight still pressing me down into the dirt and leaves. He didn’t move away. He stayed right there, his chest heaving against mine, his hands coming up to cup my face with a gentleness that felt completely at odds with the chase.

​"Why didn’t you say it?" he breathed, his eyes searching mine. "Why didn’t you tell us?"

​I knew exactly what he meant. Red wolves were myths made flesh. They were rare, one in a million, whispered to be a sign of ancient, powerful blood—just as rare and sacred as the legendary white wolf. Having a red wolf didn’t just mean I was a shifter; it meant I carried a legacy that the pack hadn’t seen in centuries.

​"Tell you?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I looked up at him. "So you could use me? No, Leon. I don’t even know why I have it."

​His grip on my face tightened slightly, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone. He looked like he was seeing me for the very first time, the "traitor’s daughter" mask completely stripped away to reveal something he was clearly terrified to lose.

his voice dropping into that commanding tone that usually made everyone in the pack fall

him, my hands pushing against his hard, sweat-slicked shoulders. "I don’t want to be

earth. "You need to," he insisted, his eyes searching mine with a desperate intensity. "At least to know where you come from. To know why the Goddess chose you for this. Do you have any idea what the other

the frustration of the last two years finally boiling over. I stopped struggling and just glared at him, my chest heaving against his. "Why do you suddenly care about what the Goddess wants for me? You didn’t care when I was scrubbing your floors. You didn’t

not like that," he growled, his face inches from

like that!" I countered. "Well, I’m not a tool for your pack, Leon.

wanted to reject you!" he roared, the sound startling a flock of birds from the nearby trees. His self-control finally snapped, his fingers digging into the earth beside my head. "I’ve been dying for two years, Scarlett! Watching you, smelling you,

my voice dropping to a pained whisper.

I thought I was protecting the pack’s legacy. But

said, a bitter tear sliding down my temple.

up," he rasped, his gaze dropping to my

the

ferocity that stole the very air from my lungs. It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It was an explosion of two years of suppressed hunger, rage, and a bond that refused to be broken. His tongue demanded entry, and I gave it, my hands sliding into his damp hair to pull him even