The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 113: More lies

The Seer’s words hung in the air like a thick fog. "No!" Liam roared, the sound echoing off the high ceilings of the Great Hall. "You’re lying! You’re old, and your visions are failing!"

​The Seer didn’t flinch. She simply looked at him with eyes that seemed to see right through his soul. "The signs are there, Alpha. You feel the cold in your chest. You feel the silence. You are just in denial. Accept my sympathy... that was her destiny."

​She turned and walked away, her staff clicking softly on the stone floor, leaving them in a world that had suddenly stopped turning.

​One by one, the powerful young Alphas of the Full Moon Pack collapsed. Liam hit the floor first, his knees giving out as a sob tore through his throat. Leon followed, his hands clawing at the rug as he screamed her name into the empty air. Leo simply slid down the wall, his head in his hands, trembling violently.

​They thought of her smile... the way she smelled. They thought of the future they had secretly planned—how they were going to make it up to her... make her happy.

​"Scarlett!" Liam yelled, his voice breaking. "Come back! Please!"

​But there was only silence. Even their wolves were in agony, curling up into balls of misery deep inside them. It was becoming difficult to even draw breath, as if their ability to breathe had left with her.

​Each brother looked at the others through blurred, teary eyes. Liam saw Leon’s face twisted in pure torture and thought, He loved her too. He’s feeling my pain because we are triplets. Leon looked at Leo’s broken form and thought, He must be sharing my grief. We’ve always been connected. They still had no idea that each brother was their drowning in the pain of his own individual mate bond. They were three men mourning the same woman, each trapped in his own private hell.

​The heavy oak doors of the Great Hall swung open. A group of warriors walked in, their faces grim and covered in dirt. In the hands of the lead warrior was a thick, heavy bag made of dark cloth.

​It was dripping. A ​slow, steady drip... drip... drip of dark red blood hit the floor.

up instantly, their grief turning into a sharp, terrifying focus. "What is that...?" Leon asked, his

walked to the center of the room and dropped the bag on the floor with a wet, heavy thud. He looked

deep ravine," the warrior said, his voice shaking. "We didn’t find the rogues... but we found these. These are... these are pieces of

his hands and knees,

he could barely grip the ties. He didn’t want to open it. Every instinct in his body told him to run, to turn back time, to wake up from this nightmare. But the Alpha in him—the part

pulled the bag open just an inch, and the smell hit them all at once. It was the smell

high, broken keen of a wolf who had

eyes wild. He looked into the bag for only a second before he turned away and retched. "I’ll kill them," he gasped, his voice thick with a sudden, terrifying madness. "I’ll

the triplets like this. The room was vibrating with their

"We failed her," he whispered, his tears falling fast and hot onto the floor. "We treated her like an enemy for two years... and the moment we

He saw Leon’s violent shaking and Leo’s desolate state. In his mind, he thought, They are dying because I am dying. My pain is so great it is breaking my brothers. He reached out, grabbing Leon’s

gone," Liam choked out, the words finally

and heavy, as if the world itself was mourning the girl who had been erased. None of them knew that miles away, Scarlett was being

He was waiting for Elara, ready to tell her face-to-face that their bond was over, when a sharp, urgent mind-link from his uncle Lennox cut

see you. Where

cafe waiting for Elara. What’s going on?" Ethan

Scarlett. Come to the town square.

at that very moment. He rushed out of the