The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 155: The Mark

Scarlett’s POV

​The flight to Australia felt like it lasted forever. I spent most of the time curled up in the leather seat, staring out at the endless blanket of clouds. My mind was a mess. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Leo’s face, heard his voice, and felt the heat of his skin against mine. Then, the memory would shift, and I would see the dark, hungry eyes of those two Alphas in the room. I would feel the snap of bones under my teeth and the warm spray of blood.

​When the jet finally touched down, the sun was shining brightly over a beautiful city. The man who had been looking after me—a man I later learned was named Friedrich—helped me off the plane. I realized during the flight that Friedrich wasn’t a werewolf at all. He was a human, a very powerful and wealthy business partner of Ethan’s who happened to be in Nigeria for a big meeting. He was calm, professional, and didn’t seem bothered by the fact that he had spent the night transporting a girl who turned into an invisible wolf.

​Friedrich took me to a stunning five-star hotel suite. It was the kind of place that looked like it belonged in a movie, with floor-to-ceiling windows that showed the blue ocean in the distance. He made sure I had food, clothes, and everything I needed before stepping out to make some calls.

​"I will be nearby," he said with a polite nod. "Ethan will be here soon."

​I spent the entire day alone in that luxury. I walked around the room, my feet sinking into the soft carpet, but I felt like a prisoner. I kept thinking about the two Alphas. I kept wondering if I had truly killed them. The image of the skin peeling back from that man’s arms haunted me. I wasn’t a killer—or at least, I hadn’t been until my wolf took over.

​Today was my birthday. I was twenty-three years old today. Instead of celebrating with friends or family, I was halfway across the world, hiding in a hotel.

I remembered my seventeenth birthday clearly.

The noise. The teasing. The way I had rolled my eyes while secretly enjoying every second of it. The way I didn’t have to think about danger... or hiding... or blood.

My chest tightened.

felt so far away now. Like it belonged to someone

Full Moon Pack. I could

truth about Luna Olivia and my parents being alive was out there now. I knew the pack would be in an uproar. Only Ethan could tell me what

sun began to set, my

voice

I didn’t care about the mystery of the mind link or the danger anymore; I just

him.

it was better if he didn’t visit me often. I needed to stay hidden, and his presence made me feel too connected to the world I was trying to leave behind. But looking at him now, I regretted

as tight as I could. Ethan caught me easily, his strong arms wrapping around me like a shield. He smelled exactly the same... But He felt different, though. His shoulders were broader,

years had turned him into someone truly impressive. He had a

the door, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. "Are you okay, Scar?" he asked, his voice

though my hands were still shaking. "But Ethan, I’m so scared. I think I killed those men. I think they are looking

placing his hands on my shoulders to steady me. "I have handled everything back in Nigeria. I have people on the ground making sure the trail

eyes wide. "What is going on? Are the authorities looking

"First of all, no one is looking for a killer because the

lift off my chest. "Really? They’re

They have a lot of broken bones and missing skin, but they will live. And don’t worry—I’ll take care of them. They will beg for mercy for what they tried to do to you.

wasn’t a murderer made it easier to breathe. But the relief didn’t last long. Ethan’s eyes narrowed

voice dropping to a growl. "Why did you participate in that contest? You were supposed to be in hiding. You were supposed to stay out