The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 185: Co-authors.

Rebecca’s POV

​My personal maid stepped in, followed by one of Ethan’s head servants. They were both carrying large garment bags and a jewelry case.

​"Princess," Ethan’s maid said with a respectful bow and a small, demure smile. "Alpha Ethan has requested that you dress in this. We are to bring you to him once you are ready."

​"Where is he? Is everything alright?" I asked, my voice high with confusion.

​The maids shared a secret look and smiled wider. "Let’s get you dressed first, Princess. All will be revealed."

​They moved with practiced speed, bathed me in scented oils, and began the transformation. They pulled a gown from the bag that stole my breath. It was a deep, crimson red—surprisingly, my favorite color. As they zipped me into it, the silk clung to my curves like a second skin, making my blonde hair pop and my sea-blue eyes glow.

​It seems our mate is planning a romantic dinner, my wolf whispered playfully in my mind. I felt a blush creep up my neck. A rooftop dinner, perhaps?

​Once I was ready, they led me through the quiet halls of the mansion. We didn’t head for the dining hall or the garden; instead, we climbed the winding stairs to the very top of the pack house. When we reached the heavy oak doors leading to the rooftop, the maids stepped aside.

​"He’s waiting for you," they whispered.

​I pushed the doors open and gasped as the night air hit my face. The entire rooftop had been transformed into a wonderland. Hundreds of flickering candles lined the edge, casting a golden glow over thousands of red roses that filled every corner. Strings of fairy lights twinkled overhead like fallen stars, and soft music drifted through the air.

​But my eyes went straight to the center.

black suit that made him look every bit the powerful Alpha he was.

​"WILL YOU MARRY ME?"

arrangement. I knew we were fated mates. But this... he was asking me for real. He wasn’t just taking me because of a

into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box, clicking it open to reveal a diamond that

today, in that training field, I found the only woman I will ever want. I don’t want a treaty. I want a partner. I want a mate.

dropped to one knee, looking up at me with a love that made my heart overflow. "Princess Rebecca, will you do me the honor of becoming my Luna for real? Will you

spilled over, tracking down my cheeks. I looked down at him, and

in Spain and wonder about the man the Moon Goddess had picked for me. I wanted someone strong but kind, someone who would see me before

reached for him. "So, yes. A thousand

onto

will love you for the rest of my life, Rebecca," he murmured against my lips, his breath warm. "I’ll adore you every

teased softly, and we both laughed, the

the roses. When he lifted the silver covers, I gasped. It was everything I loved—authentic Spanish tapas, paella,

asked, my heart fluttering. "We’ve only

maids," he admitted, pulling out my chair with a wink. "I wanted everything to

the conversation flowed as easily as the wine. But I wanted more than just surface talk; I wanted to see into his soul. "I want to know you, Ethan," I said, leaning forward. "The real you. Tell me

me a small smile. "There isn’t much to tell, really. My life has been

always more," I pushed

"I once

a beat in fear. But he quickly reached across the table and squeezed my hand. "We rejected each other, Rebecca. Almost instantly.