Chapter 157: Who’s She

Leo’s POV

​The jet hit the ground with a hard thud, but the real turbulence was in my head. I felt like I shouldn’t be here. The air in our territory felt heavy, thick with a history I was starting to question. It was already 7:00 AM when I arrived, and my mother’s memorial was only two hours away.

​I sighed, rubbing the exhaustion from my eyes as I stepped down from the private jet. The cool morning air bit at my skin, but I hardly felt it.

​"Welcome home, Alpha Leo," the guards said in unison, bowing their heads as I approached the waiting black sedan. I didn’t answer. I just climbed into the back seat and stared out the tinted window.

​The drive to the packhouse was a blur of familiar trees and fences, but my mind was thousands of miles away. I kept thinking about Scar. I kept thinking about the way she felt in my arms, the way she tasted, and the sheer impossibility of her being alive. But then a dark thought struck me.

​Scarlett couldn’t have faked her death alone. Someone had provided the scattered bodies and bloodied clothes. Realization hit me; my grip tightened on the armrest, my claws peeking out.

​Ethan.

​That bastard. It had to be him... he faked her death and kept her hidden for three long years. But why? What was his end game?

​I thought of her in my arms again, and a wave of possessiveness surged through me. God, I couldn’t wait to get back to her. All I had to do was deal with this memorial, speak to my brothers, and find a way to disappear again.

to find it buzzing with activity. It was my mother’s fifth-year memorial, and we were making it a massive event. We had invited neighboring Alphas, decorated the entire grand hall

at the workers about where to place the floral arrangements. When

back," he said, his

trying to sound

really wanted to visit Nigeria. I should have gone, but

hard, a cold knot of guilt and selfishness forming in my stomach. I was silently grateful that he hadn’t gone. I was glad I was the one who saw that letter. If Leon had gone, he might have been the one holding her. He might have been the one

asked, looking

this morning," Liam said, crossing his arms. "Lana and Lyra are inside helping with the banquet prep. Jameson and Jane are in their

behaving strangely, Leo. Like they are keeping a huge

"She said something about a

Scarlett was alive? Were they going to announce it? Panic flared in my chest. For a strange, selfish reason, I didn’t want my brothers

noticing my silence. "You

I snapped,

before they dropped to my collar.

his voice dropping to disbelief. "Tell

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