The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 160: The Prophecy

Liam’s POV

​The walk to the study was the longest of my life. The silence in the hallway was heavy, broken only by the sound of our shoes against the floor. Our fathers, our mother—the woman I had wept for—and Scarlett’s parents walked ahead of us like nothing was wrong.

​I felt like I was walking through a nightmare. My skin felt too tight, and my wolf was pacing inside me, snarling at the back of my teeth. We stepped into the study, and the heavy oak doors clicked shut, locking us in with the people who had built a kingdom on top of a mountain of lies.

​"Sit down, sons," Father Louis said, gesturing to the leather chairs.

​"I’m not sitting," I snapped. My voice was raspy, vibrating with a rage I could barely contain. "I want answers. Now."

​Mother sat behind the desk, looking at us with eyes that were supposed to be comforting, but all I saw was a stranger. "We had to do it, Liam. We received prophecies, sons. I saw it countless times in my dreams, and we visited seers. Numerous ones. We traveled across the borders in secret, and they all kept saying one thing..."

​"And what did they fucking say?" I roared, slamming my fist into the doorframe. The wood cracked under my strength. "What could possibly be worth five years of mourning? What could be worth the lives of the people we thought were hanged?"

​I looked at Scarlett’s parents. They stood by the window, looking guilty but remaining silent. Every time I looked at them, I saw Scarlett’s face the morning she watched them being executed. I saw the way her eyes went dead when she watched the hanging.

mocked, abused, and humiliated because everyone thought her parents

eating me alive. If I had known, I would have protected her. I would have held

voice dropping to a whisper. "The prophecy stated that the three of

that

continued, looking up at us with tears in her eyes. "They said the jealousy and the power struggle between the three of you would lead to a civil war that would destroy the entire pack. We staged the deaths to separate you. We needed her to be hated so none

room went dead silent again. The air felt like it was made of smoke, pressing down on my lungs until every

again?" Leo’s voice was dangerously low, vibrating with a coldness that made the temperature in the study drop. "What did

Louis stepped forward, his face etched with a grim kind of certainty. "Yes, son. The prophecy was clear. It said you three were becoming so possessive of Scarlett that the

let out a harsh, dry scoff, shaking my head in total disbelief. "This is a joke. You destroyed lives over a fairy tale from a

"We started noticing it when you were all just children. Do you remember? The way you would argue over who got to sit next to her, who got to walk her home, who got her attention. You

the center of the room like a predator cornering its prey. "Why would we have to share her? That’s just

Mother whispered, pointing at Leo with a shaky hand. "That is the problem. That intensity. That refusal to give an

was choking. "That was not your place to decide! You should have told us! You should have laid the truth out and let us decide our own lives,

whole time, slowly turned his gaze toward Scarlett’s parents.

call yourselves her parents? How could you? You were alive this whole time. From the sidelines, you watched your only daughter go through years of pure agony. You watched her get