The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 145: It’s She

​Leo’s POV

​I began to undo the latches. Each click sounded like a gunshot in the silent room. She kept shaking her head, her gloved hands coming up to push at my chest, pleading with me in a silence that was louder than any scream.

​No, no, no, her body language cried out.

​But I refused to listen. Something deep in my marrow told me not to stop. I didn’t care if I was starting a war. I didn’t care if I was breaking every law in Nigeria. I had to know.

​"Don’t fight me," I whispered, my voice cracking.

​My fingers found the final release. With a sharp tug, I lifted the heavy charcoal helmet. It slipped from my hands, hitting the floor with a dull, hollow thud that echoed against the walls.

​My eyes came in contact with her face, and I stopped breathing. The world stopped turning.

​There, standing right in front of me... was my Scarlett.

​The black braids were a wig, shifting slightly to reveal the chocolate hair I knew so well. But it was her face—that face I had kissed a thousand times in my dreams and mourned for a thousand nights—that broke me. Her skin was pale under the room’s dim lights, and her eyes, those beautiful, haunting eyes, were swimming with tears.

name felt unreal on

wolf wasn’t just howling now; he

She looked at me with

changed. I didn’t care about the lies,

her face. Her skin was warm. She was

sob catching in my throat. "It’s really

and before she could say a word,

wasted grief and a thousand unspoken questions. As our lips moved together, I felt the electric spark turn into a roaring furnace. This wasn’t a hallucination. This wasn’t the heat playing tricks on me. This was the woman who owned my heart,

could anchor her to me... and never lose her again. I kissed her like I was trying to breathe life back into my own lungs, and for the first time

as she leaned into me. Her arms wound around my neck, holding on as if she were drowning and I was the only thing keeping her afloat. We both cried into the kiss, our tears

of her neck. I pulled her into a hug so tight it probably hurt her armor, but I couldn’t help it. My whole body was shaking, and I could feel her trembling against me, her small hands clutching

I choked out, the word thick with pain. "Is

words. She just held me tighter, her breath coming in fast gasps. I could feel her heart racing against my chest—a steady, beautiful beat that

to cup her face again, my thumbs

forehead, then her closed eyelids, then her nose, as if I were trying to memorize every single inch of her all over again. I looked