Scarlett's POV
The door clicked open slowly, and Leo stepped into the room. He looked completely different from the fierce Alpha who had just been ready to tear Leonard apart downstairs. His shoulders were tense, and his usual confident smile was nowhere to be found.
He didn't rush toward me. Instead, he closed the door quietly behind him and stayed near the entrance, as if he were afraid that one wrong move would make me kick him out.
"Hey," he said softly, his sea-blue eyes locking onto mine with a look so full of sorrow it actually pinched my heart.
I mean, can you blame me for softening up? One minute I wanted to throw a pillow at his face for leaving me alone today, and the next, he looks like a lost puppy who just needs a hug. It is honestly exhausting how much power these triplets have over my emotions.
"Hey," I replied, shifting my weight on the mattress. I looked at his exhausted face and sighed, moving over to make some space. "Come into bed, Leo."
