Scarlett's POV
I sank onto the edge of my bed, my chest tight with grief and restless adrenaline.
I can't just go, I thought, my fingers digging into the thin mattress. Not like this. If I left now, the last memory I would have of the triplets—the boys who were once my entire world—would be rejection and pain. I had held Liam, even if he hadn't held me back. I had felt the spark of our bond one last time. But Leo and Leon… I couldn't leave without seeing them, without hearing their voices once more, even if it was just to hear them tell me to get back to work.
My wolf, Zoe, whimpered. She wanted her mates. She wanted to be close to the power that radiated from them, even if that power was currently aimed at hurting us.
"Just once more," I whispered to the empty room. "One more time."
