The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 134: The Familiar Bangle

Leo’s POV

​The training room was filled with the sound of my breathing—heavy and full of a restless energy that felt like it was clawing at my skin. I had been hitting the heavy bag for two hours, my knuckles raw and bleeding, but I didn’t care. Physical pain was the only thing that could drown out the silence of this empty life.

​The door opened, and the scent of jasmine drifted in. I didn’t even have to look to know it was Bianca. After a year of living in the same house, just the smell of her made my wolf snarl deep in my mind.

​"Leo? You’ve been in here all morning," she said, her voice respectful and careful. She looked at me with that same desperate look she had worn every day for the last twelve months. "My parents are here for the anniversary lunch. Father Lennox is waiting for us in the grand hall."

​I ignored her, throwing a punch so hard the bag nearly tore from the ceiling.

​"Leo, please," she said, stepping closer. She reached out a hand to touch my sweaty shoulder. "It’s been a year. You can’t keep acting like I don’t exist. We are married. We have a pack to lead together."

​Before her fingers could even graze my skin, I spun around. My movement was a blur of anger. I grabbed her wrist, my grip tight enough to make her gasp in pain. I leaned in, my eyes glowing with rage.

​"Don’t touch me," I hissed. My voice was like a serrated blade. "I told you that the day we stood at that altar, and I meant it. You might have a ring on your finger, Bianca, but you are nothing to me."

she whispered, her lip

fingers were leaving, but I didn’t feel a drop of pity. In my head, I saw Scarlett’s face—the way she used to look at me with

the woman who helped steal my future. You and your sisters played your games. You used our

from me. She stumbled

I loved you, Leo!" she cried out,

You don’t know what love is. Love is sacrifice. Love is truth.

towel, not even looking back at her. "Tell my father I’m not coming to lunch. Tell him if he wants to play happy family, he can do it with your parents. I’m going to the woods. And if you try to follow me,

quietly, but

around people, even if I didn’t want to talk to them. The sun was high in the sky, and the square was busy

sister, Jane. I walked over to the table to pick it up, but as I reached for it, my breath hitched in my

next to the silver

made of colorful, woven thread, tied in a very specific pattern. I slowly looked down at my own wrist. Underneath my leather watch band, I still wore the thread bangle Scarlett had given me years ago.

the threads were knotted was unique—a special tying style I had

looked down at my wrist and her eyes widened. "Oh! It looks just like yours! What