Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: We Are Not Letting Her Go

Something flickered across his face at that. Something that looked almost like regret.

"Right," he said quietly. "You’re leaving soon."

The words hung between them. Two more days until the weekend. Forty-eight hours until she went back to Shadowmere, back to her mother, back to her life. Back to never seeing him again.

"Yes," Lilith said, the word smaller than she intended. "Two more days."

Lucian turned away from her. His jaw was working, like he was trying to decide whether to say something. Behind him, she could see the defined muscles of his back, the dark stain of sweat on his skin, the way his shoulders were held rigid with tension.

When he turned back, his expression was controlled again. The raw intensity was locked away behind a wall of discipline.

"Don’t come out here alone again," he said, his voice formal now, the alpha in him asserting itself. "The training grounds can be dangerous. You could get hurt."

"I was careful," Lilith said.

"I know," Lucian replied. And there was something in his tone that suggested he meant more than just about her physical safety. "Still. Stay away from here."

Lilith nodded, even though his request felt wrong somehow. Like there was something unfinished between them, something she was missing.

"I should go back," she said.

She turned to walk away, back toward the tree line and the path that would lead her back to the house. Her heart was beating faster than it should be. She could feel Lucian’s gaze on her back, burning like a physical touch.

"Lilith," he called out when she was halfway to the trees.

She turned back.

Lucian was standing exactly where she’d left him, shirtless and glistening with sweat, his golden eyes locked on hers from across the distance.

"I’m glad you’re feeling better," he said quietly.

The words should have been simple. A platitude. Something polite and appropriate.

But the way he said them made them feel like a confession.

Lilith felt something twist in her chest. Something she couldn’t articulate or understand. She nodded because she didn’t know what else to do, and then she turned and walked back toward the house.

Behind her, Lucian watched her go.

He stood there for a long moment after she disappeared into the trees, his chest still heaving, his entire body vibrating with the effort of not following her. His golden eyes were bright, burning with a need that was only partially satisfied by training.

Zev was screaming inside him, demanding that he go after her, that he claim her, that he mark her before she left them forever.

But Lucian stood still.

Because in forty-eight hours, she would be gone. And standing on the training grounds, watching her disappear into the trees, Lucian finally understood the full depth of what they were about to lose.

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