The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 116: The Threat

​Leon’s POV

​I sat in the dark of my study, the only light coming from the glowing embers in the fireplace. The smell of expensive bourbon and stale grief hung heavy in the air. For a week, we had lived in a waking nightmare.

​The woman standing across from me was the sixth seer we had brought to the mansion. We had flown her in from the northern mountains—a woman rumored to see things even the Moon Goddess tried to hide. I didn’t care about the cost. I didn’t care about the laws of the pack. I just wanted one of them to tell me a different story.

​"Tell me again," I pleaded, my voice sounding like broken glass. "Look deeper."

​The Seer, a blind woman with silver hair, shook her head slowly. Her milky eyes were fixed on a spot somewhere behind me. "Alpha, I have walked through the shadows of the spirit realm for hours. I have searched for the golden thread of the girl you call Scarlett."

​She paused, and the silence felt like a physical weight pressing on my chest.

​"The thread is gone," she whispered, her voice filled with a pity I wanted to rip out of her throat. "The soul has crossed the veil. There is no spark left in this world. Scarlett is dead."

​I threw my glass against the wall, watching it shatter into a thousand sparkling pieces. The same thing. Every single one of them said the same thing.

Woods apart. We had sent out three hundred warriors to comb every inch of the ravine. We found more evidence—more blood-soaked fabric caught on thorns, a silver locket she used to wear crushed into the dirt, and the undeniable scent of her that lingered in the damp earth. Every piece of proof was like a fresh blade to my

slept. He was out there now, probably digging through the mud with his bare hands, refusing to come inside. Leo was worse; he

constant, aching reminder that I was half a

I told the Seer, waving a hand toward the door.

room. He looked tired—honestly tired—but there

over to the decanter to pour himself a drink. "How many more do you need to hear it from? The mourning period must begin. The pack needs to see their Alphas lead, not crumble over a grave that isn’t

flared, but it felt weak, drained by the constant agony. "She was...

my mate. Not while Liam and Leo were suffering the same way. I still believed they were just hurting because they loved her, or because they

border again today," my father continued, ignoring my outburst. "It’s fading. Soon, there will be

me. We were Alphas of the Full Moon Pack, the strongest wolves in the region, but

never accept it," I whispered,

If anything, it turned to stone. He

when he wasn’t just my father, but a former Alpha. "I have already given the order. The warriors are going to the North Woods to force Liam back