The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 154: The Escape

Scarlett’s POV

​"Ethan, I’m scared," I whispered through the link. I could feel my wolf’s fur standing on end.

​"Don’t be," Ethan’s voice was steady, trying to keep me grounded. "Scar, where are you exactly?"

​"I’m ten minutes away from the Silver Back Pack," I told him, dodging a group of kids who were running right through where my tail should have been. "But Ethan, I don’t want to involve Alpha Samuel and his family in this. If the authorities find those Alphas, I don’t want the Silver Backs to pay for what I did."

​"No worries," Ethan said quickly. "Scar, I have other contacts. Don’t go to the packhouse. Go to the bus stop near the Silver Back territory. I’m sending help there right now."

​"Thank you," I breathed.

​I ran. I pushed my wolf legs until they burned, passing through the celebration and into the quieter streets. Within minutes, I was at the bus station. I stood on the sidewalk, my chest heaving. People were walking past me to catch their rides. Cars drove by, splashing through puddles that didn’t even ripple when I stepped in them. No one saw me. Not a single person looked my way.

​I was panicking. What is happening to us? I asked my wolf. She paced in the back of my mind, whining low in her throat. She didn’t understand either. She felt strong, but we were completely cut off from the world.

​I stood there for almost thirty minutes. I kept waiting for sirens, for someone to scream about the dead bodies in the room, but it was like they hadn’t gotten the information yet.

​Then, a black SUV pulled up to the curb and parked.

voice popped into my head.

see it,

to it,

back door swung open as if by magic. I jumped inside,

I

heard Ethan’s voice say

didn’t look at me—he couldn’t even see me—but he looked into the rearview

the empty air in the back seat. "I’m taking you to a private terminal. There is a jet waiting

relayed the message

Ethan confirmed. "He’s a good friend who has a jet in Nigeria. You’re going to be fine, Scar.

my paws. I was safe for now, but as the car sped through the night, I couldn’t stop thinking

car ride was a blur of dark streets and bright city lights. I stayed low on the floor of

sleek, small jet that was already humming, its engines ready for flight. The door opened, and I didn’t wait. I leaped out of the car and climbed the stairs into the

in; I mind-linked

driver, who had followed me in, sat down in one of the leather chairs. Within minutes, I felt the familiar pull of gravity as the jet lifted off the ground, climbing

Try to shift back to your human

been listening to Ethan on an earpiece, because he stood up and grabbed a thick, grey blanket from a cabinet. He dropped

looking at the empty space where I was

animal energy in my chest and forced the change. My bones snapped and moved,

beat when my fingers actually touched the fabric. It didn’t pass through my hand like smoke. I pulled it around my shoulders, feeling the rough, warm material against my

said out loud. It felt strange