The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 72: In My Bed

Scarlett’s POV

​"Who is there?" Liam growled. His tone sounded deep and annoyed.

He didn’t move from the bed; he just sat there with his head down, his golden eyes still glowing.

​"Alpha Liam? It’s Camila," her voice came through the thick wood of the door. "I just wanted to check on you. I saw you were hurt during the fight. Are you okay?"

​Liam let out a low groan. It sounded as though he were in physical pain from stopping. The hot fog in my brain cleared instantly; it was as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice water over me. I scrambled away from him, falling flat on my back on the mattress to put some distance between us.

​"Get away from my door, Camila." Liam shouted. His voice was rough and frustrated.

​"I just want to see if you are okay," she said again. She sounded like she wasn’t going to move until the door opened. "The pack is worried. We all are."

​"Fuck off!" Liam roared. The sound was so loud it made the windows rattle in their frames.

​The hallway went silent. Finally, I heard the sound of her heels clicking away on the stone floor. She was gone.

​I didn’t wait. I rolled off the bed, my legs feeling like jelly. I needed to get out of this room before the wolf took over again. But as I reached for my dress on the floor, Liam’s hand shot out. He grabbed my wrist, pulling me back toward the heat of his body.

​"No," I snapped. I shoved him away with everything I had. My mind was sharp now; the hunger was gone. All I felt was a cold, hard knot in my chest.

Liam didn’t try to touch me again. He just stood up slowly and pulled on his jeans, his muscles still tight and

voice low and serious. "I want this. I want the bond. I want

weeks ago, those words would have been my whole world. I would have died to hear him say that. But now? They felt like nothing. They felt like a

Give me a few days to fix this. I will tell

stopped fixing my hair and looked at him. Then, I let out a mean, painful

you not ashamed anymore?" I mocked him. "Am I not the traitor’s daughter? That’s what you called me. That’s what you let everyone else call

break. "I don’t care about that

and looked him right in the eyes. The love I used to have for him was buried under too

I care," I said. My voice was as cold as a winter grave. "I can’t be with a man who stood by and

my back

locked the door and leaned against it, breathing hard. I felt dirty—not just from the

off the ruined dress and got into the bath. I scrubbed my skin until it was red; I wanted to wash away the smell of Liam. I wanted to wash away the memory of his hands. Once I was done, I didn’t even bother with clothes. I was too tired. I just lay on the bed naked with the heavy blanket covering

didn’t have anything to say; she was quiet, as if she were also exhausted by the madness. I closed my eyes as reality set in. I had almost lost control. I had almost had sex with Liam. Thank goodness it didn’t happen. If it had, I would never

I wanted to go check on him in his room, but I didn’t want to piss him off or seem too needy. He was an Alpha with

eyes grew too heavy to keep

night, I woke up. I didn’t open my eyes, but I knew I wasn’t alone. I heard soft footsteps on

really should start locking your

​It was Ethan.

He let out a long, tired sigh. Then, I felt the bed dip. He

his lips press a