Triplet Alpha’s Regret

On the day of my first shift, my Alpha triplet adoptive brothers weren't by my side for the first time ever, because their long-lost birth sister Scarlett had returned.

They even told me to get out and never come back for his birth sister's sake.

To fight again Rogue wolves，The Alpha King had gathered the most elite warriors from each pack for a Beta Wolf Enhancement Program—a secret project that would last ten years, with no contact with the outside world.

The day I volunteered for this research project happened to be the anniversary of my parents' death.

My parents had once been the pack's most outstanding warriors, but fifteen years ago, they died in battle protecting my brothers' parents—the former Alpha and Luna—during a rogue wolf attack.

From that day on, my brothers adopted me, saying I would be their little sister forever.

Before, my three foster brothers would always stay by my side on this day. But since their birth sister returned, we never mourned my parents together again.

The research project director escorted me out of the institute and gently reminded me:

"We depart in seven days. Olivia, say proper goodbyes to your family. You won't be able to see them for a very long time."

The central camp where we lived was spring-like year-round, but my heart was frozen solid.

I stood on the street for a long time.

After all, we had been siblings for over twenty years.

Surprisingly, they blocked our mind link connection.

I had to swallow my pride and contact Mason through our housekeeper.

But when Mason heard my voice, he impatiently demanded, "Why can't you just get along with Scarlett? She's just an Omega. You shouldn't be conflicting with her."

I defended myself, saying I hadn't done anything wrong. It was Scarlett who mocked me for not having parents and for stealing her brothers' affection.

Mason clearly didn't believe me. "If you keep telling lies like this, you can leave forever and never come back. Scarlett was separated from us before and had a terrible life. We should all make it up to her, especially you."

I felt even worse, but thinking about the significance of today, I still wanted to be with my brothers.

I unconsciously sped up my words:

"Today is the anniversary of my parents' death. Could you brothers accompany me to pay respects to them? We've always done it together before."

I carefully added:

"I won't argue with Scarlett anymore. She can have whatever she wants."

Scarlett was my brothers' birth sister after all.

His tone was cold and impatient: "Thanks to you, Scarlett's eyes are swollen from crying. How dare you even mention her?"

I pretended not to hear his disgust: "Please, just this one last time?"

Perhaps out of guilt toward my parents, or perhaps moved by the desperation in my voice, Mason relented.

I had never begged like this before.

Since Scarlett arrived, I had argued with the brothers for years.

Even during our worst fights, I had never been willing to bow my head.

But this time...

Perhaps after this goodbye, no one would know when we'd meet again.

The other end went silent.

After a while, it was Scarlett's childish, soft voice that broke the deadlock:

"Go ahead. After all, they were our parents' lifesavers."

I immediately responded: "Then I'll come pick you all up."

After saying this, afraid they might refuse again, I hurriedly ended the call.