The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 202: Trust Them

Scarlett’s POV

​I looked down at her hands gripping my arms, completely confused. My mind raced, trying to parse her words through the thick layer of suspicion that had been protecting my heart for years. How was I supposed to help her? What did she mean?

​"Scar, they will die," she begged, her grip tightening as she shook my arms. "Please help me."

​I frowned, my empathy instantly turning back into a cold, protective shield. I yanked my arms out of her tight grip, forcing her to take a step back.

​"There is nothing I can do, Ma’am Olivia," I said, my voice hardening. "I am not the Moon Goddess. I can’t just rewrite their fate on a whim. I have done enough. I have sacrificed five years of my life, my home, and my peace, and right now, I am not doing that again. I am done running, and I am done hiding."

​Olivia opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off, stepping firmly into her space.

​"Let’s just allow destiny to take its control," I said, looking down at her. "Believe in your sons. Believe in their brotherly bond. They are powerful Alphas, Ma’am Olivia. If you want this nightmare to end, you have to trust them to survive it. I can’t do anything else for you... unless you want to kill me."

​Olivia froze entirely. She shook her head violently, her eyes widening in absolute horror as if I had just struck her across the face. "Why would you think that?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "Why would you think I would want to kill you to end the prophecy?"

eyes tracking her every micro-expression. "And since you seem completely desperate to save them, it’s exactly what a desperate mother would do. You want

"Is that how you see me? A monster? A monster that would murder an innocent girl just so my sons can be

just kept my gaze fixed on hers, my

would my husbands, or your parents.

that

her face—to let her know that she and her husbands were my prime suspects. Someone had been hunting me for three long years. Someone had hired highly trained, masked werewolves with military-grade weapons to storm a secure estate in

in her eyes, I couldn’t be entirely sure anymore. Either she was the greatest actress the werewolf world had ever seen, or she

with the back of her

I did it because I truly believed that separating you would keep everyone alive. I wanted you to live a long, happy life far away from the curse. I never wanted your blood on my hands. I swear it on the

closer again, no longer panicked, but completely

your help, I don’t mean for you to sacrifice yourself again," Olivia said, her eyes practically searching my soul. "I mean we need to look at the prophecy together. There must be something I am missing in my visions. A hidden detail, a clause, a choice we haven’t made yet. If the

spent too many years on the run, always looking over my shoulder, to

is nothing I can do," I said, my voice dropping into a quiet, firm

try to grab my arms again, I turned around and walked straight into the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind me. I didn’t lock it, but the boundary was