The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 177: Just A One Time Thing

Scarlett’s POV

​Leonard’s pace turned wild, his hips slamming into me with a speed that made my breath hitch in painful gasps. It was too much—too fast. My head tossed back against the pillows, and for a second, the pleasure was so sharp it felt like I was going unconscious. I reached back, my hands pressing against his chest to try and push him away and catch my breath, but he was like an immovable wall of fire.

​Then, with a final, guttural roar that vibrated through my entire body, he stiffened. I felt the hot, heavy pulse of his release filling me deep inside, over and over, as he finally broke. He collapsed on top of me, his full weight pinning me into the mattress, his chest heaving as he panted against my neck.

​We stayed like that for a long time, the only sound in the room our broken breathing. Slowly, my hands found his head. I began to stroke his thick hair, my fingers tracing the tense muscles of his back. It felt so natural, so right, that for a moment I forgot I was supposed to be a stranger.

​He hugged me tightly, burying his face in my hair. "Is Samantha your real name?" he rasped, his voice muffled.

​"Yes," I whispered, the lie tasting bitter on my lips.

​He hummed against my skin, a low vibration of satisfaction. After a few more minutes, he slowly pulled out of me. I felt the slick heat of his seed escaping with him, a messy reminder of what we had just done. We lay side by side, staring up at the dark ceiling.

​"Do you regret it?" he asked quietly.

​I took a breath, feeling the lingering tingles in my thighs. "No," I said honestly. "It was actually some of the best sex of my life."

​Leonard chuckled, a sound of pure Alpha pride. "Well, that is a compliment."

​"It is," I murmured.

​"There is something about you, Samantha," he said, turning his head to look at me in the shadows. "I can’t explain it. It’s like..."

him? The words were right there, screaming to be let out. But telling him was too risky. I had barely escaped Leo’s possession; if I added Leonard into

shrugged, trying to keep my voice steady, and began to move to get up. But he reached out, his hand firm on

stay the

I said, looking

​"Please."

I insisted, my voice cracking

jaw tightening in the dim light. "Please, just

wouldn’t argue with. "I have a boyfriend," I

followed was cold. I stood up, feeling his eyes devouring my naked body as I began to pull on my clothes. My hands were shaking

me see what you look

replied, adjusting the silver mask. "I don’t want you to recognize me in public

the door creaked open. The light from

turning to ice,

feathers covering my face, I felt his gaze pierce right through me. A shifter’s eyes don’t just see; they feel. I knew the

say my name. He didn’t scream. Instead, he looked at Leonard, who was still half-dressed on the bed. His voice was low and dangerous, vibrating

is going on here?" Leo

glowing in the light, his

my business?" Leo stepped further into the room, his nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of sex and

whispered, my voice shaking. I didn’t wait for either of them to answer.

my ribs like a trapped bird. My breath came in short, painful gasps. I finally reached my room, fumbled with the key, and burst inside. I slammed the door and

off the silver mask, throwing it across the room. Then, I pulled off the red wig, my natural hair falling around my shoulders. I felt like I was suffocating. I scrambled into the

room, a voice finally echoed in my mind. It was Zoe, my wolf. She had been hiding deep in the shadows all night, but

told him, Scarlett, she said, her voice sounding sad. You should have

"Not telling him is