The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 161: Refused To Tell

Leo’s POV

​Scar is alive, Liam... The words were right there, pressing against the back of my teeth, screaming to be let out. But for some strange reason, I couldn’t say it. I couldn’t say it now.

​Saying it now would crush the tiny bit of trust Scarlett had left in me. She had begged me not to tell anyone she was alive. She told me she just needed two more years—in two years, her plan would be finished and she would be free.

​I told myself I was keeping quiet for her sake, but deep down, I knew the ugly truth. I wasn’t staying silent because she begged me to. I was staying silent because I wanted her all to myself for these two years. For the first time in my life, there was no competition. No sharing. I wanted to be the only one with her, the only one she looked at, without my brothers in the way. All my life I have always had to compete, and now that I had the chance to have her alone, I wasn’t going to give it up for anything.

​"Hell no!" Father Lennox roared, looking insulted. "We didn’t kill her. Why would we kill her?"

​"You had every reason to kill her!" Leonard snapped back, his claws starting to peek out. "You wanted her gone to ’save’ us, didn’t you? Killing her would be the easiest way to make sure we never fought over her again!"

​I swallowed hard, my throat feeling tight. I knew my parents didn’t kill her, but I couldn’t say how I knew. I looked at their faces, searching for a slip-up. Did they know she was alive? Or were they just as much in the dark as my brothers?

​Then, a thought hit me like a lightning bolt. Scarlett. Did she know about the prophecy? Was that why she faked her death? It all started to make sense. She wasn’t just running from the pain—she was running from us. She knew we would destroy each other, and she chose to die to save us from ourselves.

like a daughter to me," Mother said softly, her voice full of

with fury. "She saw you as a mother, but you didn’t see her as a daughter. If you did, you wouldn’t have made her go through what she went through. Tell me, Mother—would you have made Lyra, Lana, or

even look him

Liam said, his voice

what we did was the only way," Father Louis said, trying to

closer, reaching out a hand that none of us took. "We didn’t have a hand in Scarlett’s death. Our plan was harmless. We just wanted you three to hate her so you would move on and marry other women. Now that you are married and your wives have your marks...

glance with my brothers. The air in the room shifted. It was a joke, really—our parents actually thought the marks on our

were fake, that we had never marked those women. But as the silence stretched on, neither of

cold as a winter morning. He looked our parents in the eye with a look of pure

his voice flat and dead. "You got what you wanted. You broke us. You forced us into these marriages, and you made sure we marked

my spine. He was leaning into the lie. He was letting them believe they had won so they would finally sit back

they would realize the prophecy was still a threat. I had no idea if they knew Scar was alive, but if they even suspected it, they would panic and think of another plot to separate us. As long as they believed we were tied to other women,

Mother cried, her voice cracking as she reached out.

with a cold anger. "Because of this act, we lost Scarlett. She is gone. I will never forgive you for that. I will never forgive this family. You all deceived us for

arm, but Liam flinched back. "Please, Mother, don’t touch me," he warned, his voice vibrating with a dangerous edge. "I might do something I’ll