The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 74: Regret

Scarlett’s POV

​I woke up with the sun hitting my face. Ethan was still there, his heavy arm draped over my waist, but he was already stirring. As he opened his eyes, the soft, drunken warmth from last night was gone. It was replaced by a sharp, painful look of regret.

​"Scarlett... about last night," he began, his voice rough and full of regret. "I was drinking. I shouldn’t have—"

​"Don’t," I cut him off. I didn’t want to hear an apology for something I felt so good about. I sat up, pulling the blanket to my chest. "Just don’t."

​I heard the rustle of his jeans as he pulled them on. He was moving fast, like he couldn’t wait to get away from me. The man who had whispered that I was his world was gone. In his place was a guilty Alpha who couldn’t even look his "fiancée" in the eye.

​He made it to the door, his hand on the handle.

​"Alpha Ethan?" I called out, my heart sinking.

​He froze. He didn’t turn around. His shoulders were so tense they looked like they might snap.

​"Is there something you want to tell me?" I asked. I was thinking about his drunken words: I wish it was really you. "About what happened... or about why you were drinking?"

waited for him to say it. I waited for him to tell me he

was cold. "Not now, Scarlett. I have things

door clicked shut, and I was alone. I felt hollow. I felt used.

stand. I wanted to scrub the smell of him off me. I wanted to scrub

through the mind link. I could practically

echoed off the bathroom tiles. I slammed my mental shields up,

shirt and pants. I didn’t want to look pretty today. I didn’t want to be noticed. When I finally made it downstairs,

there, but it was fading. They were gone. They were Alphas now. They had borders

the door. He was hiding something. Something big. And I had a feeling that when the truth came out, it wouldn’t just break my heart—it would burn my whole world

open the heavy swinging doors to the kitchen. I was starving, but the moment I stepped inside, the smell

was standing by the large wooden island. She was dressed in a tight white dress that highlighted all her

song, but she stopped the second she saw me. Her eyes traveled down my messy

had forgotten to

She put down her coffee cup with a loud clack. "You look like you had a very busy night, Scarlett. Or should

Camila," I said. My voice was flat. I moved toward the

her heels clicking on the stone floor. "The triplets are out at the North Ridge. It’s the First Hunt, you know. Only the strongest wolves go. I