The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Done Hiding

Liam’s POV

​Hearing her voice through the tiny speaker made my knees go weak. I had to grip the edge of the hallway table just to stay standing. Five years. Five years of waking up in the middle of the night mourning for a girl I thought was rotting in the ground.

​"Scarlett," I breathed out. The name felt heavy on my tongue, like a prayer I had repeated thousands of times in the dark. "Where are you? Tell me where you are right now. I’m coming to get you."

​"No, Liam. Don’t come looking for me," she said. Her voice was calm, but there was a sad, tired weight to it. "I didn’t send that painting to the auction so you could hunt me down. I sent it to let you know I am safe. I am alive. But I am not that little girl under the oak tree anymore."

​"I don’t care about the damn painting, Scar!" Leonard shouted, pushing past me to get closer to the phone. Tears were finally running down his angry face. "You fake your death, you let us suffer for five years, and now you call us on a landline telling us not to come? Do you have any idea what you did to us?"

​The line went quiet for a second. We could hear the soft sound of her breathing on the other end.

​"I’m sorry," Scarlett said softly. "But I know about the prophecy, Leonard. That is why I had to leave. If I stayed, you three would have torn yourselves apart trying to decide which one of you would have me. I couldn’t watch the three of you destroy each other because of me."

behind me. I turned my head slightly and

standing completely still in a corner. His face was deadly pale, and his hands were clenched into tight fists at his sides. He wasn’t saying a word. He was looking at the phone with an expression of pure terror. He

in my chest. Something was wrong with Leo. He was hiding something big, but right now, getting Scarlett back was the only thing

me where you are, or I swear to God, I will use

laugh

not hiding from you men... I’m

Don’t you dare hang up—"

​Click.

sound of the dial tone filled

pure rage and kicked the hallway table, shattering the wood

move. I just stood there, my chest heaving, the sound of her voice echoing in my mind. She was alive. My Scarlett

was still standing there, staring at the broken

seem surprised when she spoke. You

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