Chapter 231: The punishment

​Scarlett’s POV

​I practically sprinted down the hallway, ignoring the cold ache between my thighs and the slick dripping down my legs. The moment I slammed my bedroom door shut, I clicked the heavy lock into place, leaning my back against the dark wood as my heart hammered violently against my ribs.

​My chest was heaving, my mind completely spinning from the sensory overload. One second I was practically drowning in their combined touch, and the next, I was being handled like a piece of meat at an auction block.

​Idiots. Complete, territorial idiots.

​Inside my head, my wolf was pacing restlessly, her fur bristling with a mixture of leftover arousal and pure annoyance. They went too far, she growled, her sharp teeth bared in my mind. We are their mate, not a trophy to be won by whoever can shove the hardest.

​"Exactly," I muttered aloud to the empty room.

​I mean, can you blame me for cutting them off? I wanted them—god, I wanted all of them so badly my body was literally screaming for satisfaction—but I refused to let them turn our bond into a toxic competition. If they couldn’t learn to share nicely, they weren’t getting any of it.

​Suddenly, my mind link exploded.

​Scar, open the door, Leo’s voice growled through the mental link, sounding completely frustrated and desperately hard.

​Scarlett, sweetheart, please, Liam chimed in, his tone tight, practically begging but still carrying that underlying Alpha edge. We didn’t mean to overwhelm you. Just let us in.

​Let us fix this, mate, Leonard pleaded, his heavy rumble vibrating in my skull.

​I squeezed my eyes shut and blocked the link entirely, shutting them out with a heavy mental wall. I wasn’t going to listen to their excuses. Not yet. But as the silence settled over the room, a loud, aggressive growl ripped from my stomach.

absolutely starving. Leo had worn me out, the assassin’s poison had drained my magic, and the mini-riot on the study couch

and do not use your Alpha commands on me. I am starving. If you want any chance of me ever letting you touch me again, you had better bring me food. Real food.

them could reply, I snapped

of our encounter from my inner thighs. Once I felt clean, I marched back into the bedroom, pulled the

passed.

to break my own rule and storm down to the kitchen myself when the faint scent of sizzling garlic, roasted meat, and rich spices began to seep under my door. My

knock echoed through the room. It wasn’t the demanding, aggressive thud of an Alpha. It

stripped of his usual dominant arrogance. "We brought the

a slow breath, smoothing down Leo’s oversized shirt over my

clicked, and the heavy door

of my cheek to keep from laughing out loud at the sight before me. All three of them walked into the room in a single-file line, and their proud, terrifying Alpha egos were nowhere to be found. They looked completely humbled. Leo was still shirtless, his knuckles a little red—probably from elbowing

they had personally been down in the kitchen, sweating over the stove themselves to make up for what they did. There was juicy, seasoned steak, roasted potatoes, freshly baked bread, and even a

of the mattress and stopped, staring

said softly, his brown eyes searching mine for any sign of forgiveness. "We know you’re drained. We wanted

on the nightstands," I ordered, crossing

Once the food was set, none of them

in the region sank down onto their knees right on the

graces is a sight I will never, ever get tired of. Any other werewolf would probably

sorry," he whispered, his voice rough and completely sincere. "We acted like beasts downstairs. We got

painful regret. "We swore we would protect you, but we were the

talked down in the kitchen while making the food. We settled it. No more fighting over days, no

a long moment, letting them stew in their own suspense. I wanted

said, leaning forward and reaching for a piece of the perfectly seasoned steak. I took a bite, moaning softly at how incredible it tasted. Their

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