The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 223: The Gossips

SCARLETT’S POV

​I woke up to soft kisses pressed against the top of my head. I smiled slowly, opening my eyes to the bright morning sun streaming through the open window. The dark, wild pleasure of last night felt like a dream, but the ache between my thighs was a very real reminder of exactly how Leonard had claimed me.

​"Good morning, sleeping beauty," Leonard murmured, his voice thick and deep with sleep.

​I smiled, shifting against his chest. "Good morning, handsome."

​He let out a low chuckle, his massive arms tightening around me. "I could get used to this. Waking up with you in my arms every day."

​"Me too," I sighed, a bittersweet feeling hitting my chest.

​I looked over at the clock on the nightstand and realized it was already 8:00 AM. My eyes widened, and I sat up quickly. "Leonard! You didn’t wake me up!"

​"If it were up to me, I never would have," he teased, a lazy smirk on his lips.

​I grabbed a pillow and playfully hit him with it. He just laughed, his deep morning voice rumbling through the room.

​But as I looked around the quiet bedroom, a sudden thought crossed my mind. Today was Wednesday. It was Leo’s turn. Why hadn’t Leo come to wake me up?

​Leonard must have read the sudden worry on my face. "Leo mind-linked me an hour ago," he said, his tone turning a bit more serious.

"What did

leave early for a neighboring pack to handle an urgent business deal. He said

and leave on

he’s gone for the morning, why don’t we

my eyes.

last night had been moved, and the clean black shirt Leonard had given me was resting on the chair. I slipped it on, grabbed my dry

to the bed and pressed a soft kiss against his cheek.

breakfast," Leonard called out, his

I’ll go freshen up in my

bedroom was located a floor below his. As I walked down the hallways, I passed a few pack

they saw me,

stopped talking, their eyes tracking my every move. It was a dirty, judging look—the kind of look you give a woman you think has no shame. No one said a word to my face, but their whispers followed

jaw, rolling my eyes as I kept my head high. I had gone through too much hell in my life to care about the gossip

three dominant Alphas, and if the pack staff wanted to waste their breath whispering instead of doing their jobs, as far as I was concerned, that was their

leaned against

all days, why would he choose today

But my stubborn pride quickly kicked in. No. If

bath. As I sank into the tub, a sharp hiss escaped my lips. My center was still throbbing and swollen from how hard and fast Leonard had taken me against the wall last night. I didn’t regret it for a second. It had been amazing. But a small, wicked thought crossed my mind—imagining how heavenly it would be

Having one triplet Alpha was intense enough, but the sheer power of all three of them focusing entirely

comfortably. I slipped into a pair of flat sandals, twisted my hair up into a neat bun, and walked out of