The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Feeling Guilty

Scarlett’s POV

​"Don’t touch her!" Leo snarled at his brother, his teeth bared in a vicious warning. "It’s my day. She belongs with me today."

​Leonard instantly leaped up from the sofa, his fangs dropping as a growl ripped from his throat.

​The tension between them snapped tight enough to cut glass, but Leo ignored him, spinning me around in his arms to frantically inspect my body. His hands shook as they ran down my waist and up to my neck, searching for the injury that had shattered our mind link earlier.

​Then, his eyes fell directly on my left arm.

​He stared at the torn fabric of my jumpsuit, the heavy, dark stains of wolf blood soaking the sleeve, and the fresh, faint pink scar where the arrow had pierced my flesh.

​Leo sucked in a sharp, shuddering breath, the terrifying anger in his eyes instantly melting into pure, raw relief.

​"Thank God..." he whispered, his voice cracking as he pulled me tightly against his racing heart. "Thank God, Scar. I was so scared. When the link broke, I thought..."

​I frowned. He left when today was supposed to be for us... and now he wants to come in here acting like the worried, protective mate?

​I was completely irritated by his sudden, hypocritical attitude.

back with all the strength I

voice full of annoyance as I glared up at him. "Now you care? Where exactly were you when that arrow was tearing through my flesh? We were supposed to

for me to blame him, but I couldn’t help it. If he hadn’t disappeared

with

him off, lifting a hand to silence

wasn’t loud, but the exhaustion and annoyance

away, not even

and Leo’s sharp intake of breath as they prepared to fight over who got to stand guard

shoulder with a cold glare. "If you two start fighting,

to his sides. Satisfied that they wouldn’t tear the mansion

safety of my bedroom, I finally let out the

jumpsuit, the fabric stiff and heavy with my dried wolf blood. Stepping into the bathroom, I turned on the shower and let the warm water wash away the

didn’t even bother putting on shoes or fixing my hair. What happened today was more than enough, and honestly, the thought of stepping

the edge of the mattress, staring blankly at the wall

​Knock. Knock.

sound was

specific, heavy scent was already seeping under the door. I pressed my mouth shut, remaining stubbornly quiet. I wasn’t in the mood to be handled, and I certainly wasn’t in the mood to play the sweet mate after

no intention of answering or asking him in, he

"I’m sorry. First... I’m so sorry

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