The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 229: Not In His Arms

​Scarlett’s POV

​When I finally blinked my eyes open, the heavy, suffocating warmth of Leo’s arms wasn’t wrapped around me anymore. I frowned, staring at the empty space beside me on the mattress, and realized the room had gone dim. It was already evening, and the sky outside the large windows was turning a deep, bruised purple, though the sun hadn’t completely set into the night yet.

​Then, my eyes caught a small piece of ripped paper resting on the pillow where his head had been.

​I picked it up, squinting slightly in the dim light. It was a note from Leo, his messy, masculine handwriting scrawled across the white surface: Am at the study with my brothers. I’ll be back soon.

​I let out a massive yawn, stretching my limbs as I sat up against the headboard. God, I felt completely drained. Every single muscle in my body was aching, and my thighs felt like absolute jelly. Leo had literally fucked the life out of me. Not that I was complaining, obviously—the man was built like a god and handled me like a feral beast—but right now, the intense workout had left me so fucking hungry I could eat an entire deer.

​Inside my mind, my wolf gave a long, satisfied purr, stretching herself out. Well... she teased, her voice dripping with dynamic satisfaction. That was certainly one way to handle an assassin recovery.

​I felt a sudden, hot blush creep up my neck. Shut up, I snapped back at her mentally, burying my face in my hands.

​She just laughed, a low, rumbling sound, before curling back up to rest.

​Shaking my head, I looked down at my left arm to check the damage. The faint pink scar from earlier was barely visible now, just a tiny, thin line against my skin. The golden Healer magic had done its job perfectly while I slept. I let out a soft sigh of relief, throwing the heavy duvet off my body and stepping onto the cool floor completely naked.

​Instead of walking over to the closet to find something of my own, my eyes landed on Leo’s dark button-up shirt thrown carelessly over the back of the chair. A wicked little smirk tugged at my lips. I pulled on my shorts, then reached for his shirt, sliding my arms into the massive sleeves and letting the fabric hang halfway down my thighs.

The rich, heavy smell of cedar, leather, and pure Alpha energy enveloped me instantly, making my inner wolf

the bedroom door and swung it open,

path. I didn’t even have to ask to know the triplets had put them there. After the garden attack, they were probably ready to put me in

managed to slip into the pack’s private grounds, the Alphas were bound to go into total lockdown.

the kitchen to get something to eat," I informed

immediately bowed their heads in deep

me," I added sharply,

hesitated for a second before nodding again, stepping back to let me

I changed my mind. Instead of heading straight to the kitchen for food, my feet guided me toward the west wing where the study was located. I needed to check on the brothers. Knowing their explosive tempers, I wanted to make absolutely sure they

to my sensitive werewolf hearing, the low, tense murmurs from inside carried

our parents, then who the hell could it be?" Liam’s voice boomed through the wood, sounding completely frustrated and exhausted. "Who else has the resources to send

long moment. Then, Leonard’s deep rumble broke the quiet. "Maybe we should invite a Seer. Get someone to read

throat. "I don’t believe in Seers anymore. They are all fucking liars. Did you forget that six different Seers from six different countries all lied directly to our faces, telling

the room, the

definitely sensed my presence. That was the thing about being fated mates with a trio of dominant Alphas—the bond was so strong they

door, his tone instantly softening from the harsh bark it had been a second ago. "You know you

twisting

records. Liam and Leonard were fully dressed, looking every bit the serious leaders they were. Then there was Leo. He was standing in the center with dark