The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 141: Hidden

Scarlett’s POV

​"Full Moon Pack?" I whispered in disbelief.

​"Yes, the Full Moon Pack," the girl added, her voice full of awe. "One of the biggest and most powerful packs in the entire world. Their influence reaches everywhere. To have an Alpha of that rank here in Nigeria... it’s all anyone can talk about."

​I stood frozen, the charcoal armor suddenly feeling too tight. My ears began to ring, drowning out the cheers of the crowd. Why now? Why here? After three years of hiding, of building a wall between my old life and this one, my past had just walked straight through the front gate.

​Through the dark visor of my helmet, I looked toward the entrance. The crowd parted, making way for a small group of high-ranking Alphas. And there, walking at the center, was Leo.

​He looked more powerful than the last time I saw him. His presence was commanding, a wave of cold, sharp authority that made the warriors around him look like children. He wasn’t smiling. His face was a mask of stone, his sea-blue eyes scanning the arena with a restless, hungry intensity. He looked like a man searching for a ghost in a graveyard.

​"He’s here," Zoe whispered, her voice no longer fighting me, but trembling with a strange, sad hope. "Our mate is here."

​I stepped back into the shadows of the water stall, my heart racing with panic. I was covered from head to toe. No one could see my face. No one could scent me through the thick, treated layers of the suit. As long as I stayed quiet, I was safe.

​But as I watched Leo take his seat in the high gallery, looking down at the field where I would soon be fighting, a terrifying thought entered my mind.

he recognized

him. Leo looked like a god of war carved from ice, his sea-blue eyes cutting through the humidity of the Nigerian air. Every instinct I had told me

myself to take

even panicking? I thought, my

layer into my very essence, masking my natural scent with something completely unfamiliar—something that smelled of desert rain and crushed herbs instead of the sweet jasmine and nutmeg he used to know. It was the reason the triplets’ best trackers had returned empty-handed three years ago. To the world, Scarlett’s scent had vanished the moment her heart supposedly

feel us," Zoe whimpered, her earlier hope fading into a dull ache. "The bond is blocked, Scarlett.

I stood right in front of him and took off this helmet, his wolf wouldn’t recognize

ornate chair of the high gallery, his expression bored and restless. He wasn’t here for the sport; he was here because he was an Alpha of the Full Moon Pack and duty demanded it. He had no idea that the "dead" woman he had mourned was standing fifty yards away, encased

the staging

Leo. He was staring at the horizon, looking miles away. I knew something was telling him that something wasn’t right,

I whispered to Zoe, my voice sounding hollow inside the

area with fifty other fighters, all

respects to the

hard against my chest plate, but I kept my body still

we stood upright, I risked a glance through

even looking at the field. He was staring off toward the distant tree line, his jaw tight and his expression bored. He looked like he was in a trance—or perhaps just enduring

myself do something