The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 215: It Was You

Scarlett’s POV

​I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. I couldn’t tell him the full truth—I couldn’t tell him about Nigeria or Leo.

​"No," I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could. "No, Leonard. It wasn’t Liam."

​Leonard froze. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple moving slowly as the words sank in. He nodded his head once, very slowly. A deep, quiet breath left his lips, and I saw a tiny flash of relief in his eyes. He was still hurt, but the thought that his twin brother hadn’t been the first person to claim me calmed the storm inside his wolf.

​I wanted to change the subject before he asked more questions about my past.

​"Today is your day, Leonard," I told him quietly, gripping my shorts tight. "What do you want us to do today?"

​Leonard let out a long, heavy sigh. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, his sharp eyes moved up to my face, then slowly down to my neck, staring intensely at my bare skin before looking back into my eyes.

​I stood my ground under his heavy stare. "What?" I asked, though my heart did a nervous flip. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

​"Scarlett... you have been alive this whole time," he said, his voice dropping into a low, strange tone.

​"Yes," I answered, narrowing my eyes. "You know I’ve been alive. Why are you asking me that now?"

​Suddenly, the calm look on his face vanished. He stood up straight, his massive body towering over me, and stepped closer. There was a sudden shift in his scent—the smell of dark chocolate and burnt wood grew sharp, smoky, and aggressive.

step back. "Leonard,

up until the cold bedroom wall pressed

large, heavy hand came up and completely covered my nose and mouth, locking my

heart slammed against

had figured it

of the puzzle finally came together in his brilliant mind. Standing this close, smelling my raw scent without the

inches from mine. His eyes were completely

was you," he whispered, his hot breath hitting

my head, my voice muffled against his large palm. A few

my head against the wall. "Answer me, Scarlett," he commanded, his voice a low, angry snarl. "Were you the masked dancer in Australia? The one I had a one-night stand with? The one I..." He paused,

I couldn’t run, and the truth was out. There

large hand, I

the moment he loosened his grip enough for me

back. His hand dropped to his side, and he shook his head slowly. A dark, breathless laugh left his

pain and fury. He stared at me with wild eyes. "It was you the entire time, and you didn’t say a single word. You stood there and let me think I had betrayed my fated mate. You made me feel so much guilt for what I did that

​"Leonard, listen to me—"

the wall right next to my head. I didn’t even flinch. I knew he wouldn’t

checking every club, thinking I was ruined because my body reacted so fiercely to a nameless stranger. And it was you.

pressing myself flat against the wall but keeping my eyes locked on his. "I was terrified, Leonard. I wasn’t ready to come back to the pack house.

my words. He took a long, deep breath, forcing his inner wolf to

nodded slowly, controlling his