The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 232: In Their Arms

Scarlett’s POV

​"I’ve been suspecting your wives, too," I said softly.

​The moment the words left my mouth, the air in the room completely shifted. The submissive, pleading look in the triplets’ eyes vanished, replaced instantly by a raw, terrifying, feral fury. The temperature in the room seemed to drop below freezing.

​"If it’s them," Leo snarled, his voice dropping into a guttural, demonic register that vibrated right through the floorboards, "if either Camila, Talia, or Bianca had anything to do with this... I swear on my wolf’s blood, we will send their dead bodies back to their parents in pieces."

​"They won’t survive the night," Liam added, his green eyes flashing violently as his claws partially extended, digging straight into his own knees.

​I looked at the rich food spread out on the silver trays, but a sudden wave of exhaustion and heavy dread washed over me. I sighed softly, pushing Leo’s hand away as he tried to offer me another piece of potato. I just wasn’t feeling hungry anymore.

​They noticed the shift in my energy instantly. The terrifying Alphas immediately melted back into anxious, devoted mates.

​Leonard leaned his head closer against the edge of the mattress, his brown eyes swimming with a desperate, painful pleading. "Scar, please... in less than a month, the marriages will be completely over. The elders are already processing the termination clauses because we found you. Please be patient with us. We will handle them, I promise."

​I sighed again, rubbing my temples as my eyes grew heavy. The adrenaline from the attack, the poison, and the emotional roller coaster were finally catching up to me. "I’m just really feeling sleepy," I muttered, pulling the duvet tighter around my shoulders. "You can all leave."

​But none of them moved. They stayed glued to the floor, staring up at me like three large, stranded puppies.

​I frowned at them, crossing my arms. "What? I said go."

​Leo swallowed hard, looking through his dark lashes with a mixture of sheer desperation and agonizing restraint. "Can we... can we please sleep with you tonight, Scar? Just sleep. We won’t touch you if you don’t want us to, but our wolves are thrashing. We need to smell you to know you’re safe."

​"No," I said flatly, rolling my eyes at them.

​Inside, my body was practically screaming for them to stay, but I wanted to see how far their new obedience went. The triplets’ shoulders visibly slumped. They actually thought I was being completely serious and didn’t want to pressure me. Slowly, with heavy chests and defeated expressions, they began to push themselves up from the floor, ready to walk out the door and leave me alone.

​Seeing the sheer misery on their faces, I couldn’t hold back the small smirk tugging at my lips.

​"You can stay," I told them, my voice softening.

​Instantly, the heavy gloom in the room vanished, and all three of them flashed identical, blinding smiles that made my heart do a stupid little flip. I turned around and lay down in the center of the large bed, pulling the covers up.

​Behind me, I heard the hurried, breathless sounds of fabric shifting as the three of them quickly stripped out of their heavy trousers. Within seconds, they were down to only their boxers. The mattress dipped heavily under their massive weight as they climbed into the bed, carefully surrounding me like a wall of living muscle.

​I didn’t waste any time. I shifted over and laid my head right onto Leo’s broad, bare chest, listening to the steady, comforting thud of his heart. Liam slid in right behind me, his massive, warm frame pressing firmly against my back, his long arms wrapping around my waist to hold me tight against his heat. Leonard crawled in on the other side, his strong arm draping possessively over my hip, trapping me securely between all three of them.

​Surrounded by the delicious, conflicting scents of them, my wolf finally stopped pacing and purred.

​"Are you comfortable, love?" Leo’s low voice rumbled beneath my cheek, his chest vibrating as he pulled the thick duvet higher over my shoulders.

​I snuggled deeper into his side, inhaling the heady smell from his skin. "This is the best feeling in the world," I murmured, letting out a contented sigh. "All three of you in my arms..."

​The three of them tightened their hold on me simultaneously, a collective, possessive rumble vibrating from their chests. Having their massive, warm bodies cocooning me from every side made all the terror and exhaustion from earlier completely melt away. For the first time all day, I felt entirely safe.

​Looking up at Leo’s dark lashes, and feeling Liam’s breath on the back of my neck, a thought that had been lingering in the back of my mind finally slipped out.

​"Why can’t you three just share me like your parents did?" I asked softly, my voice breaking the midnight quiet. "Your parents were happy. They made it work."

​The comfortable warmth in the bed instantly stiffened. Liam’s arms tightened around my waist, his frame locking up behind me, while Leonard’s fingers stopped tracing patterns on my hip.

​"Our mother was happy, Scarlett. Not our fathers," Liam said, his voice dropping into a tight, strained whisper near my ear.

​There was a heavy, historical bitterness in his tone that made my heart squeeze. I bit my lip, realizing I had just stumbled onto a deeply painful family secret. I didn’t want to spoil the rare, peaceful mood we had just found, so I didn’t push any further. I simply nodded against Leo’s chest and closed my eyes, letting the silence settle over us once more.

​But as I drifted off, my mind was still spinning. Hoping I will be able to make them change their minds, I thought to myself. If they could see how perfect this felt—how right it was when they weren’t fighting—maybe, just maybe, I could heal whatever scars their parents’ sharing had left behind.

​Protected by the three most powerful Alphas in the territory, I fell into the most peaceful sleep I had experienced in weeks.

​A few hours later, I woke up needing to ease myself. The moment I shifted, trying to quietly slip out from under the heavy wall of limbs, all three pairs of eyes snapped wide open instantly. It was like they hadn’t even been sleeping at all—their Alpha instincts completely alert, tracking my every move to ensure I wasn’t in danger.

​"Just going to the bathroom," I whispered.

​They relaxed only a little, their watchful gazes following me until I shut the bathroom door. After I eased myself, I walked back out into the bedroom. True to their word, they hadn’t moved an inch from their spots, waiting anxiously for my return.

​I climbed back into the center of the mattress, and without a word, they seamlessly moved back into place. I lay down, burying my face right back into Leo’s chest as Liam and Leonard locked me in from either side, their familiar scents immediately dragging me back under into a deep, dreamless sleep.

​Morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, soft and golden, casting a warm glow over the massive bed. I woke up slowly, cocooned in heat. Three huge, muscular bodies surrounded me like a living fortress. Leo’s broad chest was still under my cheek, his heartbeat steady and strong. Liam’s thick arm was draped possessively over my waist from behind, his morning wood pressing hot and heavy against my ass through his boxers. Leonard’s leg was tangled with mine, his large hand resting high on my thigh, dangerously close to where I was already growing slick.

​I shifted slightly and felt them stir instantly. Three pairs of eyes opened, dark with sleep and instant hunger.

​"Morning, Scar," Leo rumbled, his voice rough and deep. His sea-blue eyes locked on mine with that raw, desperate desire he’d been carrying since yesterday. Before I could reply, he cupped my jaw and pulled me into a deep kiss.

​His mouth claimed mine instantly—hot, demanding, his tongue pushing past my lips like he needed to taste every inch of me. I moaned softly into him, my hand sliding up his bare chest. The kiss turned filthy fast. He sucked on my tongue, biting my lower lip, devouring me like a starving wolf.

​Liam didn’t wait. His lips found the back of my neck, sucking hard while one big hand slipped under the oversized shirt to palm my bare tit, squeezing roughly and pinching my nipple until I arched. "Fuck, you smell so good in the morning," he growled against my skin, grinding his massive morning cock against my ass.

​Leonard’s hand shoved between my thighs from the front, cupping my soaked pussy possessively. "Already dripping for us," he muttered, his voice thick. He rubbed two thick fingers along my slit, spreading my wetness before pushing them inside me without warning.

​I gasped into Leo’s mouth. The sudden stretch made my pussy clench hard around Leonard’s fingers. Leo kissed me even deeper, tongue-fucking my mouth while Liam sucked a fresh mark onto my shoulder and twisted my nipple harder. Leonard pumped his fingers faster, curling them against that spot that made my toes curl, his thumb circling my swollen clit.

​The intensity built fast. Their scents—dark, masculine, and addictive—filled the room and drove my wolf crazy. I was grinding helplessly between them, moaning like a whore as they worked me together.

​Leo broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down my throat, sucking hard enough to bruise. Liam immediately took his place, kissing me just as brutally, his tongue aggressive and claiming. Leonard used the moment to shove my shirt higher and latch onto my tit, sucking my nipple deep into his hot mouth while he finger-fucked me harder, adding a third finger and stretching my pussy wide.

​"God... yes," I whimpered, breaking from Liam’s kiss for air. My hips rocked desperately onto Leonard’s thick fingers.

​They were competing again, but this time it felt different—hungrier, more desperate after the peaceful night. Leo pushed Leonard’s head aside to suck on my other nipple, biting down while his hand joined Leonard’s between my legs. Two sets of thick fingers stretched my dripping cunt now, pumping in and out in a messy, filthy rhythm while Liam kissed me breathless, his cock grinding harder against my ass.

​I was soaked, my pussy making obscene wet sounds around their fingers. My body trembled between them, overwhelmed by mouths on my tits and neck, hands everywhere, and the raw possessiveness pouring off all three Alphas.

​Leo pulled his fingers out suddenly and smeared my juices over my clit before rubbing fast circles. Leonard growled at the move and retaliated by sucking my nipple harder, his teeth grazing while he kept fucking me with three fingers. Liam reached around and rubbed my clit sharply, making me cry out into his mouth.

​"Fuck, I want you," Liam rasped against my lips.

​I couldn’t take it anymore. The pleasure was too intense, too much. My thighs shook as I teetered right on the edge, moaning loudly, my slick coating their hands and dripping down my thighs.

​Leo lifted his head from my breast, his eyes feral. "Cum for us, Scar. Let us feel this tight cunt squeeze."

​His words, combined with Leonard’s fingers hitting my g-spot and Liam’s relentless friction on my clit, sent me crashing over. I came hard with a broken cry, my pussy spasming wildly around their fingers, juices gushing as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through me.

​They didn’t stop. They kept touching, kissing, sucking—prolonging the orgasm until I was shaking and oversensitive, whimpering between their massive bodies.

​When I finally came down, panting and flushed, all three of them were watching me with dark, hungry eyes, their cocks straining hard against their boxers. The air was thick with lust and the scent of my release.

​I licked my swollen lips, still trembling. "I want you three..." I whispered, my voice hoarse. "Only if you can cooperate."

​The low, dangerous growls that answered me vibrated straight through my bones.