The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 132: Back Home

Liam’s POV

​The air inside the Full Moon Packhouse felt cold and familiar as we returned from India, but it didn’t feel like the home I once loved anymore; instead, it felt like a prison decorated with expensive wallpaper.

​As we stepped out of the cars, the staff lined up in silence, bowing with polite smiles that made my skin crawl.

My father, Sir Lennox, stood at the top of the grand stairs with a proud look on his face as if he had actually achieved something great, but I didn’t even give him the satisfaction of a glance.

​I walked right past him as if he were a ghost, my heavy boots echoing loudly against the stone floor, and I could hear Leo and Leon following close behind me in the same cold silence.

​I marched straight to my wing of the house and stepped into my bedroom, slamming the door so hard that the very walls seemed to shake before I sat on the edge of my bed to stare at nothing.

This was my reality now—a life where I held a title that meant nothing, carried a fake bond that felt like a curse, and lived with a heart that had finally turned into stone.

​The silence didn’t last long because I soon heard the sharp click of the door opening, and even without looking up, I knew exactly who it was. The thick, cloying scent of Camilla’s perfume filled the room until my stomach turned, and a wave of pure, unfiltered rage rushed through my veins.

​"Get out," I said, my voice coming out as a low, angry vibration that was strong enough to make the window glass rattle in its frames.

​"Liam, honey, the staff is watching us," Camilla said, trying to make her voice sound soft and sweet even though we both knew it was a lie. She took a small step toward me and continued, "We should at least try to pretend to be happy for the homecoming dinner tonight."

slowly, using my height to tower over her until she was forced to tilt her head back just to look me in the eyes, and I let my Alpha gaze glow a fierce, predatory

actually had a right to be there. "But we are husband and wife now, Liam, and since the bond is sealed, we are supposed to

at her, feeling the disgust rise in my throat. "To me, you are nothing but a stranger

sharp and mean as the mask of the sweet bride began to slip. "The pack expects us to provide the next generation of Alphas, and you know as well

twisted laugh that sounded hollow even to my ears. "An heir with you? I would honestly rather hire a complete stranger to carry my child than ever lay a single finger

pale as she stared at me in shock. "What

apart, watching the fear grow in her pupils and enjoying the fact that she was finally realizing who

you drugged me, you took advantage of me when I couldn’t think for myself, and you blackmailed my entire pack just to force me to stand at that altar while I was dying inside. You stole my life, Camilla, so did you honestly think a gold ring and a

fake marking and used the Moon-Lily ink to fool the High Priest and our fathers, so I

open so hard it hit the wall. "You did it all to get a crown, so now get out of

while trembling with terror, then she turned and ran out of the room as fast as she could. I slammed the

edge of my bed, burying my face in my hands while the silence of the room tried to swallow me whole. My skin still felt dirty from being in the same room as Camilla, and the anger was still

I opened my mouth to yell at whoever was brave enough to bother me, but I stopped when a familiar, sweet scent

was my sister,

my voice

and Lana walked in, practically glowing with a happiness that I hadn’t felt in a long time. Months ago, she had finally met her mate—an Alpha from a powerful pack in Germany—and

her into a tight hug, holding onto the only piece

asked softly,

didn’t try