The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 104: Only One

Scarlett’s POV

​I sat by the window in my dark room, the silence of the night pressing against my ears. My mind was a battlefield, replaying the look in the triplets’ eyes—the possessiveness, the raw hunger, and that terrifying confidence that I was theirs. My heart ached for my parents, for the life that had been taken from me, and for the impossible choice that now sat like a heavy weight on my chest.

​A soft, steady knocking at the door broke through my thoughts.

​"Who is it?" I called out, my voice sounding thin even to my own ears.

​"A maid, My Lady," a shy voice replied. The door creaked open, and a young maid I didn’t recognize stepped into the room. She kept her head bowed, her eyes fixed on the silver tray she carried. "Lady Lila sent me. She said you looked pale after the... events in the library. She insisted you drink this tea to calm your nerves and help you sleep."

​I managed a small, tired smile. Lila. She was the only one in this den of wolves who saw me as human. "Thank her for me," I said, reaching out to take the warm cup.

​The maid nodded quickly, her movements rushed, and vanished back into the hallway before I could even ask her name.

​As I lifted the cup to my lips, a sharp, metallic smell hit my nose. It was bitter, hiding under the soft scent of the herbs. Deep in the back of my mind, my wolf let out a low warning growl. Her fur rose, a deep instinct screaming that something was wrong.

​Hush, I thought, trying to calm the restless spirit inside me. It’s just the medicine. You know we hate the smell of dried roots and bitter leaves. Wolves and medicine had never gone well together; the wildness in our blood always pushed back against anything made in a pot. I ignored the warning, desperate for the sleep it promised. I took a long, deep swallow.

was a burning, oily heat that covered my tongue and slid down my throat. I gasped, the cup

world began to

stand, but my legs felt like water. A sudden, painful cramp grabbed my stomach, making me bend over. It felt as though a thousand tiny needles were stabbing inside me. My breath hitched, my lungs suddenly feeling too

wheezed, but my voice was

pieces. The shadows in the corner of the room seemed to stretch out, reaching for me. I fell to my knees, the cold

​This was wolfsbane.

blood in the veins. I could feel it working—a slow, icy wave creeping up from my fingertips toward my chest. My heart,

against the cold floor. Through the haze of pain, I felt something in my chest flare. It wasn’t the usual soft

felt it. The triplets had felt my

of doors being kicked open. The floor shook beneath me—a heavy, steady pounding that grew louder and louder. Voices followed, but they sounded far away, blurred by the rushing sound of blood in

​"Scarlett!"

door to my room burst open. I didn’t have to look up to know who it was. The air shifted, heavy with the scent of forest

He dropped to his knees, his hands hovering over me as if he were afraid I’d break.

picked me up into his arms, but his touch felt like fire against my frozen skin.

a second later, his hand shaking as he pressed it to my neck. "Her