The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

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.

him back with all

I glared up at him. "Now you care? Where exactly were you when that arrow was tearing through my flesh? We were supposed to be together!" I yelled

I couldn’t help it.

searched mine with a desperate, pleading look.

Please," I cut him off, lifting

voice wasn’t loud, but the exhaustion and annoyance behind it made him freeze. "Just

walked away, not even caring how

dangerous rumble of Leonard’s chest and Leo’s sharp intake of breath as they prepared to fight over who

a cold glare. "If you two start fighting, you better

slowly stepped back from the couch and Leo dropped his fists to his sides. Satisfied that they

finally let out the

and heavy with my dried wolf blood. Stepping into the bathroom, I turned on the shower and let the warm water wash away the dark stains from my skin, watching the pink

off, I pulled on a simple, oversized grey shirt and some shorts. I didn’t even bother putting on shoes or fixing my hair. What happened today was more than enough, and honestly, the thought of stepping foot back outside this room

mattress, staring blankly at the wall as the

​Knock. Knock.

was

to use the mind link to know exactly who it was—Leo’s 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

or asking him in, he let out a heavy

fragile. "I’m sorry. First... I’m so sorry for reacting the way I did downstairs with Leonard.