The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 167

Chapter 167: Someone Who Looks Like Her

Leonard’s POV

​I reached out through the mind-link again, my patience wearing thin. "Leo? I’m in Australia. What hotel are you staying at?"

​The silence on the other end lasted a heartbeat too long. When he finally responded, his mental voice was sharp, laced with a strange kind of panic.

​"You’re in Australia?"

​"Yes," I snapped back, rubbing the bridge of my nose as the bright lights of the terminal gave me a headache. "I told you I couldn’t stay in that house, Leo. I had to get away before I shifted and killed someone. I took a public flight. I’m at the airport now—where are you?"

​"What are you doing in Australia?" he demanded. He sounded unhappy—no, he sounded furious that I had followed him.

​"Leo, I told you I can’t stay at home!" I growled back, my frustration boiling over. "Stop asking me crap. Where the hell are you? Which hotel are you in?"

​"I’m... I’m not in Australia right now," he spat. I could feel the hesitation in the link, a panicked edge to his thoughts. "I stopped by New Zealand for a quick business matter. Look, go to the Grand Azure Hotel. Book a suite there. I’ll be with you shortly."

​"Leo, what the hell is going on?" I pressed, my wolf narrowing his eyes at the obvious deception. "Why are you acting so—?"

going on!" he cut me off, his mental voice echoing with a harsh authority. "Stop interrogating me, Leonard. I’m not your baby. See

a deep frown etched onto my face. Something was wrong. Leo

By the time I reached the Grand Azure, the sun had fully set, leaving the city glowing in neon.

with thick, plush carpet that muffled my footsteps. I rounded the corner, but as I made the curve, I caught a glimpse of someone about twenty

was just entering a

head down as she stepped through the doorway, but the way she moved—the graceful, light-footed

My breath hitched in my throat, and for a split second, the world stopped

​Scarlett?

curve of her jaw, the way her hair fell over her shoulder... it was her. It had to be

the scent hit

three years. Instead, I smelled nothing but chemicals—the sharp, sterile scent of hotel soap and a faint hint of a floral fragrance that was entirely wrong. There wasn’t even a trace of a wolf

stopped in my tracks, leaning my head against the cold wallpaper of the hallway.

Leonard," I whispered to the

was playing cruel tricks on me. I had come to Australia to

silence of the suite pressing in on me. My mind kept replaying that split second in the hallway—the girl who looked like Scarlett. It was pathetic

a sharp, intrusive pressure hit my

are you and Leo? Why aren’t

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