The Beautiful Cage
SCARLETT
A few hours later, we arrived at the Triumvirate’s pack house.
I still couldn’t believe how it happened.
After the emotional chaos at the junction, the guys had simply led us to a sleek black SUV parked discreetly behind the main buses.
Lily and I had exchanged wide-eyed looks, we had no idea they even owned a car, let alone one that looked like it cost more than most pack houses.
They must have followed our bus the entire way, staying just out of sight like the crazy Alphas they were.
The drive had been quiet but comfortable. Saint sat in the back with me and Lily, occasionally brushing his fingers against mine like he needed the contact. Kane drove with a lazy, excited grin, while Rhys rode shotgun, occasionally glancing back at me with those golden eyes that saw too much.
The house was far from both our packs, deep in neutral territory, far enough that the fear of going home slowly loosened its grip on my chest. Lily had let out a shaky breath when we turned onto the long private road, and I knew she felt the same relief.
When the car finally slowed and turned onto a long private driveway, I leaned forward to look.
The pack house or rather, their personal residence was breathtaking in a wild, untamed way..
It sat nestled deep in the woods, surrounded by thick forest and mountains, it was a beautiful blend of modern luxury and rustic cabin warmth, dark wood beams, sleek glass walls, and floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the dense forest.
A massive stone chimney rose from the roof, and the whole structure felt both grand and somehow…
intimate. Like it had been built to disappear into the trees while still commanding attention.
Kane killed the engine and turned around in his seat, flashing that wicked grin.
“Do you like it, love?” he asked, voice low and teasing. “Or should we burn it down and build you something better?”
Saint gently tried to take my suitcase the moment we stepped out, but I shook my head and gave him a soft smile, gently pushing his hand away.
“It’s okay,” I mouthed silently, the wheels crunching on the gravel path. Lily did the same beside me, looking around with wide eyes.
The three of them hovered like giant, overprotective wolves as we walked inside.
The interior was even more breathtaking.
Open plan with high ceilings, soft lighting, and a massive stone fireplace that dominated the living area.
Everything looked expensive but untouched like a show home rather than a place where three chaotic Alphas actually lived.
The air smelled faintly of pine and their combined scents, but there were no personal touches.
No photos or clutter or even a sign that anyone really lived here day to day.
It felt like a beautiful cage they had prepared just for moments like this.
Kane flopped onto the massive sectional couch, patting the spot beside him. “Welcome home, princesses. Mi casa es su casa. Especially you, love.”
Lily looked at me, then at the three intimidating Alphas, and whispered, “We’re really staying here?”
I nodded, a small, tired smile tugging at my lips despite everything.
Even if these three psychopathic Alphas were watching me like they wanted to devour me whole.
And somehow, I was okay with that.
They didn’t waste time showing us around.
Rhys led the way upstairs with that calm, elegant stride of his, while Kane carried both mine and Lily’s suitcases despite our protests.
The bedroom they brought us to was beautiful, spacious, with a king-sized bed, soft neutral tones, and large windows overlooking the forest. It had clearly been prepared for guests… or maybe for us.
Lily and I exchanged a quick look.
“We’ll stay together in one room,” I wrote on the notepad and showed it to them.
Kane raised an eyebrow, clearly disappointed, but Rhys simply nodded once, calm as ever.
“As you wish,” he said smoothly.
Saint looked a little sad but turned on the AC and opened the other curtains without a word, letting soft evening light flood the room.
Rhys just… watched me. Those golden eyes followed my every movement, quiet and intense, like he was memorizing me all over again. My cheeks heated up under his gaze.
Two Omegas in a house filled with three dominant Alphas.
The air was thick with their pheromones, dark, warm, and intoxicating. It wrapped around me like a heavy blanket, making my skin tingle and my pulse quicken and my body reacted to it like bee to honey.
Then my mind drifted.
*Kaiden.*
I still didn’t know which bus he had gotten on. I didn’t know anything about where he was going. Did he have a pack? A family waiting for him?. The thought made something ache in my chest.
I quickly scribbled on the notepad and held it up.
Do you know where Kaiden is?
The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly.
Saint’s hand stilled on the curtain. Kane’s easy grin faltered for a second. Rhys’s golden eyes narrowed just slightly, but his voice remained perfectly calm when he answered.
“He will arrive soon,” he said, leaving it deliberately vague.
I wanted to push. I wanted to ask more. But something in Rhys’s calm, collected expression told me not to. Not right now.
I nodded slowly and put the notepad down.
Saint came over and gently rubbed his thumb over my wrist again, scent-marking me with a soft, possessive rumble. Kane dropped the suitcases and flopped onto the edge of the bed like he owned it.
“Get some rest, love,” Kane said, winking. “We’ll be right downstairs if you need anything. Anything.”
Rhys gave me one last long look, then inclined his head. “We’ll give you both some space. For now..”
They left the room, but not before each of them brushed past me, a hand on my waist, a kiss to my temple, a lingering touch. The door clicked shut behind them.
Lily let out a long breath and flopped onto the bed beside me.
“We’re really staying here with them,” she whispered, half-laughing, half-terrified. “This is either the best idea ever or we’re going to die.”
I smiled weakly and leaned my head on her shoulder.
For the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel alone.
But the question about Kaiden still lingered in my mind.
And the way the Triumvirate had reacted told me there was a lot more they weren’t saying.