The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Another Continent

Scarlett’s POV

​The air in the tiny safe room was hot and suffocating, but I didn’t dare move. Through the small peephole, I watched the three masked men move like shadows through my bedroom. They didn’t talk much; they only moved with a hauntingly precise rhythm.

​"Search the bathroom," the leader whispered. His voice was deep and cold.

​One of the men kicked the bathroom door open. I heard the shower curtain being ripped back and the sound of cabinets being pulled open. A few seconds later, he walked back into the bedroom, shaking his head.

​"She’s not there," he grunted. He stopped near my bed and sniffed the air loudly. "I can smell her scent. It’s fresh. It means she was just here, and it hasn’t been long since she left. Damn it!"

​"Maybe she heard us coming and ran out the back?" the second man suggested, gripping his gun tighter.

​"We should wait," the third one said. "She has to come back eventually."

​"No," the leader snapped. "It’s too risky to stay inside. The neighbors might have heard the door. Let’s go wait outside and hide in our car. She will come back soon, and when she does, we take her."

​I watched, my heart thumping against my ribs, as they turned and walked out of my bedroom. I heard the front door click shut. I waited, counting to sixty in my head, making sure they were truly gone from the apartment.

​With shaking fingers, I pulled my phone from my pocket. I didn’t call my parents. I didn’t call the police. I dialed Ethan.

on

masked gunmen were just in my room. They are waiting outside for me right now.

voice was suddenly

one

there. Do not move. Do not make a sound," he commanded. "I am sending

chest. Zoe was pacing in my head, her

they come back,

told her. Those men are werewolves, Zoe. They are trained assassins, and there are three

shattered by the loud pop-pop-pop of gunshots coming from the street below. I jumped, hitting my head against

phone vibrated again. It was

friends of mine who live in Paris. They

heard the front door burst open again. This time, there was no sneaking.

friends of Ethan.

I practically fell out, panting for air. Three

the tallest one asked, helping me

with the

them stayed alive long enough to

argue. I grabbed my bag and followed them out of the apartment. They moved me quickly down the stairs and into a black SUV with tinted windows. As soon as the door closed,

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