Liam's POV
"What the hell was that?" I asked, my voice low and full of annoyance.
He ignored me, heading straight for the washbasin to scrub the stained blood from his hand.
"Is there something you want to tell me, Leo?" I pressed, finally turning to face him. I searched his expression for any sign of the truth, any crack in the armor he'd built around himself since we returned. "That wasn't just 'discipline.' You looked like you wanted to tear his soul out."
"No," he snapped, his voice tight and strained. He didn't look at me. "Please, just leave me alone, Liam."
I stared at him, my mind racing. A terrifying thought flickered in my mind—one I didn't want to voice. Could Scarlett be his mate, too?
I quickly shook the thought away. No. That wasn't it… The Moon Goddess wouldn't be that cruel, and if she were, Leo would have said something. We were triplets; we were supposed to share everything.
