Scarlett's POV
"Mate!"
My wolf's howl was a jagged shard of sound, identical to the way she had responded to Liam and Leo. My eyes widened, but I didn't even get the chance to process the impossible truth before my wolf took control, forcing my feet forward. I moved instinctively, drawn by the scent of vanilla and mint that sent a thousand questions buzzing in my mind.
What was happening? A third mate? Is this some kind of twisted joke? Is the Moon Goddess playing with me?
The thoughts were cut short as I stopped in front of the library door. The scent was a physical weight here. Whoever my mate was… he was inside. Swallowing hard, I reached for the doorknob. My fingers trembled as I pushed the door open.
The moment my eyes landed on him, it felt like my soul left my body. Seated on the leather couch, a book resting casually in his hand, was Leon.
The last of the triplets.
