The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 125

Chapter 125: The Conditions

Leo’s POV

​The door creaked open, and the three of them filed in like they were walking a red carpet. Talia, Camilla, and Bianca. Their eyes were red, and fake tears tracked down their cheeks. They looked like fragile victims—the perfect picture of ruined royalty.

​I felt a surge of pure, unfiltered disgust.

​"Get out," I barked at the guards. They hesitated for a split second before bowing their heads and retreating.

​I didn’t stop there. I paced to the door, locking it with a heavy click. I leaned my head against the wood, closing my eyes and extending my hearing. I filtered out the sound of the crying babies outside and focused on the hallway. I heard the receding footsteps of the guards and the heavy, distant breathing of our fathers at the end of the corridor.

​Once I was certain no one was eavesdropping, I spun around. The girls were still standing there, clutching their robes.

​"Stop the pretense," I spat, my voice vibrating with Alpha authority. "No one is here. Drop the act before I lose what’s left of my patience."

​Almost instantly, the trembling stopped. Camilla wiped a dry cheek, her expression shifting from heartbreak to a cold, triumphant smirk. Talia and Bianca stood taller, their fear vanishing like mist.

and filled with anger.

They just stood

princesses. Daughters of a High Alpha. Men are drooling over you from every corner of the North. Why

lips. "Because you men are special," she purred. "You are the best—the strongest, the most powerful. My sisters and I want nothing but the best. You are the most renowned Alphas in the North. It’s quite simple, really: either you marry us and make us the most powerful Lunas

the final thread of my control. Before I could think, I blurred across the room. My hand shot out, catching

as she struggled for breath, her hands clawing

up. "Not now! We can’t give them a

one more second, letting her feel the raw power of a wolf she had tried to provoke, before I released her. She slumped against the wall, gasping

​Silence.

tightened, rage burning

I spat. "We will marry you, and you will

clapped her hands together. But I stepped back into the center of the room,

be Lunas in title

flinch. They didn’t care about the bond or the love—they were just excited

us or mark us," Talia said, tossing her chocolate-brown hair. "As long as we are the Alphas’ wives, the rest doesn’t

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