​Scarlett’s POV

​We argued back and forth, their stubborn Alpha instincts clashing directly against my anger. They refused to budge, and no matter what I said, they completely shut down the idea of leaving me behind in Shanghai.

​As the argument kept going, a cold, hard realization began to settle in my mind.

​They were right about one thing—the danger was real. The person who wanted me dead wasn’t going to stop. They had been tracking me for three fucking years, and the triplets had just made matters a thousand times worse by brutally killing these assassins in a fit of protective rage. When the mastermind realized this team had failed, they would just send a bigger, deadlier wave of killers after me.

​If I stayed here, I would just be waiting to die. The only way to truly survive was to find out who was behind this.

​My mind raced as I thought about my prime suspects. The prophecy. The curse. The people who benefited the most from me being dead and out of the picture. Their parents. The triplets’ parents were still at the Full Moon Pack, and they were the ones who hated the idea of this bond more than anyone. If the answers were anywhere, they were back home. I had to get to the bottom of it. Going back wasn’t a bad idea if it meant I could finally uncover the truth and end this nightmare once and for all.

​I sucked in a deep breath, composing myself, and raised a hand to silence them.

​"Fine," I spat.

​The triplets all froze, staring at me in surprise.

​"I am coming with you guys to the Full Moon Pack," I announced, watching relief flood their faces. But before they could celebrate, I pointed a sharp finger at them. "But let’s get one thing straight. I am not going because I want to be with any of you. I am going strictly because I need safety to figure out who is tracking me. And as for this mate bond? It is not going to work. The moment this danger is handled, we will have to officially reject each other."

​"Never happening," Liam snapped immediately, his eyes darkening with possessive denial.

​"That is a line we will never cross, Scar," Leonard added, his jaw tightening.

​I didn’t want to argue with them anymore. We had already done enough shouting in front of Chen, and I could see the human was at his absolute limit. I ignored the triplets’ protests and walked over to Chen, placing a gentle hand on his arm.

​"Thank you for everything, Chen," I whispered softly. "Please, clean this up and pretend you never met me. It’s the only way you’ll stay safe."

​Chen just nodded slowly, still too shaken to speak, but his eyes showed a deep sadness.

​I took a deep breath, turned my back on my peaceful life in China, and faced the three giant Alphas waiting for me.

​"Let’s go," I said coldly, walking past them toward the shattered doors without looking back.

​We walked out of Chen’s ruined estate and straight into the waiting black cars. The ride back to the runway was completely silent, but the tension inside the vehicle was thick enough to suffocate a human. I kept my face turned toward the window, refusing to look at Liam or Leonard, who were sandwiching me in the backseat like two giant stone walls.

​When we reached the tarmac, the private jet was already prepped and waiting, its engines humming under the afternoon sky. We boarded without a word.

​The moment the plane lifted into the air, the true reality of my situation settled in. I was trapped in a luxury metal tube at thirty thousand feet with three dangerous Alphas who all claimed me as theirs.

​I chose a single seat by the window, wrapping my arms tightly around myself. I could feel their eyes on me. Every single one of them was staring.

​Liam sat across the aisle, his giant frame tense as he watched my every move. His golden eyes were dark, filled with a heavy mixture of relief, anger, and absolute possession. He kept adjusting his cuffs, his jaw clenching every time I shifted in my seat. He looked like an Alpha who wanted to lock me in a cage just to ensure I could never disappear again.

​Leonard was sitting a few seats away, a wet towel in his hand as he wiped the remaining dried blood from his knuckles. His face was a mask of pure, raw emotion. Every few minutes, he would let out a heavy, shaky breath, his eyes locking onto my face with a desperate kind of hunger. He looked completely broken by the revelation that I was his mate, yet terrified of the fact that his brothers felt the exact same bond.

​Then, there was Leo.

​Leo was sitting further back, staring intently at his tablet screen, pretending to be busy with pack work. But I could see his fingers trembling against the glass. Unlike Liam and Leonard, who were buried deep in their own possessive thoughts, Leo was completely frozen in panic.

​I knew exactly what was going through his head. He knew he was in deep, dangerous trouble.

​For two whole years, Leo had known I was alive. He had met with me in secret, had sex with me, and kept my existence a complete secret from his own flesh and blood. He had watched his brothers drown in their own grief, yet he had stayed silent to protect me.

​Right now, Liam and Leonard were too overwhelmed by the broken spell and the shock of the three-way mate bond to put the pieces together. But they weren’t stupid. Eventually, the adrenaline would wear off. Eventually, they would realize that the tracker found my studio suspiciously fast, or they would remember how Leo acted.

​I caught Leo’s gaze for a split second through the reflection of the cabin window. His eyes were wide, practically begging me with a silent look to keep my mouth shut. If his brothers found out the truth on this flight, the plane wouldn’t even make it back to the Full Moon Pack in one piece. Liam and Leonard would kill him right here in the air.

​I turned my head back to the clouds outside, my mind heavy with a million questions. We were flying straight back to the nest of the people who wanted me dead—their parents. I had a long, dangerous game to play, and I couldn’t afford to let the triplets break each other apart before I found my answers.

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