The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Finally Happening

Scarlett’s POV

​I stood in front of my canvas, the smell of oil paints and turpentine filling the studio. My brush moved in rhythmic strokes, trying to capture the light of a French sunset, but my mind was miles away. Paris was beautiful, but it wasn’t home.

The truth was... home had never been a place.

It had been them.

​As I worked, a strange energy shifted in the room. The quiet hum of the art class was replaced by urgent whispers. I noticed students huddled together, staring at their phones, their eyes wide with shock.

​I ignored them. It was probably just some silly school gossip or a new celebrity scandal. I dipped my brush into a pool of red paint, focusing on the texture.

​"Scarlett? Mon Dieu, Scarlett, have you seen this?"

​I turned to see Chloé, a bubbly French girl who had become my closest friend at the academy. She was holding her phone, her eyes wide with excitement.

​"Qu’est-ce qu’il y a, Chloé?" I asked in my best French, trying to keep my voice steady. "What’s wrong?"

​"The news... it’s all over the international blogs," Chloé replied, switching to English as she noticed my hands beginning to tremble. "The popular Alpha triplets of the Full Moon Pack... back in England... they are tying the knot today with the princesses of the Silver Lake Pack."

​My heart didn’t just skip a beat; it felt like it had been physically ripped from my chest. My brush clattered to the floor, leaving a scattered red streak across the canvas.

​"Scarlett?" Chloé stepped closer, her voice full of concern. "Those are your Alphas, right? You’re from the Full Moon Pack... why didn’t you go back for the ceremony? It says the wedding is happening right now."

​The air in the room suddenly felt too thin to breathe. My wolf, who had been quiet for so long, let out a piercing, agonizing wail inside my head. It was a sound of pure mourning, like a death knell.

​"I... I..." I struggled to find my voice.

​"Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost." Chloé reached out to touch my shoulder.

lied, tears gathering. "I think I ate something bad. I... I have to go

against the marble floors. I pushed past students in the hallway, my vision blurring with hot, stinging

door with shaking fingers. I sank to the cold tile floor, clutching my stomach

preparing myself for the moment they would move on, but I never imagined it would happen so quickly.

it was real. They were

thought felt like a cold blade twisting in my gut. They really believed I was dead. To them, I was just a memory, a ghost who had

my mind before I could stop

the tall. I had been sitting on the edge of the table, swinging my legs while they stood around me like I

sound serious, even

already suspicious. "That look means trouble.

chin up proudly. "I’m going

a

Then chaos.

marrying me," Liam said immediately, his voice calm but

scoffed, crossing his arms. "In your dreams. She

stepping closer to me. "Scarlett has taste. She’d never choose either of you

their voices overlapping, each one trying to prove why he was the better

say I’d choose!" I teased, grinning.

though I caught the small smile

shot back playfully. "Who

made

his teasing fading just

say anything, but the

onto the cold tiles of the restroom floor as the memory

my chest stopped heaving, then forced myself to stand. I washed my face with freezing water, trying to numb the puffiness of my eyes, and decided to go home.

parking lot in a daze, got into my car, and drove through the busy streets of Paris back to my apartment. The

took out my phone. For two years, I had been disciplined. I had refused to search for them, refused to keep tabs on the Full Moon Pack.

I

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