The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 104

Erica’s POV

The triplets quietly excuse themselves from my hospital room to give me some alone time with my parents. My father watches wearily as the triplets leave my room.

“So you are mated to all three of them?” My father asks.

“I am,” I tell him as I turn my head to the side to show him the mark on my neck. “They had nothing to do with your banishment from the West Pack.” I know that is on both my parents’ minds.

“But Luna Alice on the other hand,” my mother growls.

“She definitely had a part to play in all of this,” I admit.

Before we can talk more about Luna Alice’s plans for her sons, there is a knock at the door. The doctor from earlier walks in. “Luna,” he says and I look around me to see who he is talking to.

My mother leans into me and whispers in my ear, “You are the Luna, Dear.”

“Right,” I say awkwardly. “That is going to take some getting used to.”

“Luna,” the doctor repeats himself. “Your wolf appears to be healing you quickly even though you were stabbed with a silver blade. I think you would heal best at home where you can be with all of your mates.”

My face flushes with embarrassment when I think about being with all of my mates while my parents are in the room. But I don’t have to be embarrassed for long. The triplets come barrelling back into my hospital room and I know that they have been outside listening.

All three of them have identical smiles on their faces as they look at me. Their smiles take my breath away; it is as if my parents aren’t even in the room for a moment. My father clears his throat and I am brought back to reality.

“My clothes were ruined in the battle,” I say shyly. “I don’t have anything to wear home.”

Without hesitation, Bryce rips off his t-shirt and tosses it in my direction. “That should cover you, Little Fox.”

I can hear my mother gasp before she averts her eyes and looks down at the ground. I can’t help but snicker at her embarrassment at seeing Bryce shirtless.

Before I can swing my legs over the edge of the bed to go to the bathroom to get dressed, Chris scoops me into his arms and gently carries me to the bathroom.

Playfully I smack him on the shoulder. “I have legs, you know,” I say pretending to be offended that he is carrying me.

“And I am sure they work fine,” Chris jokes as he gently sets me down in the bathroom and shuts the door behind him. “But if you think I am letting you hurt yourself, you have lost your mind.”

“Chris, my parents are out there,” I say as my face heats.

“I’m not going to touch you,” Chris says with a smirk on his face. “I just want to make sure that you don’t fall over.”

“Whatever,” I grumble.

Chris spins me around and undoes the ties at the back of my hospital gown. The gown falls from my shoulders with ease and pools on the ground at my feet. Chris stays true to his word and doesn’t touch me but he does slide Bryce’s t-shirt over my head.

Bryce was right, his shirt fits me like a dress. Chris and I emerge from the bathroom and the room is tense. The look on my father’s face is murderous and Ace and Bryce look like they have been scolded.

“Is everything okay?” I ask hesitantly.

“Everything is fine, Little Fox.” Ace tries to plaster a fake smile on his face but it isn’t fooling anyone. I can feel his feelings through the mate bond and he is uncomfortable.

I make a mental note to ask Ace and Bryce what happened while Chris and I were in the bathroom once we get back to the pack house.

As we make our way into the parking lot, I am met with yet another dilemma. It is clear that my parents expect me to ride back to the pack house with them and the boys with them. It is clear that my parents are not yet used to me having mates.

‘You are going to have to choose between them,’ Envy says in my mind.

‘But how do I do that?’ I respond as everyone is watching me, waiting for me to make a decision.

‘Remember the brothers chose you over their mother,’ Envy chimes in again.

I know that she has a point. The brothers have proven time and time again that they will always put me first and it is time that I repay the favor.

“Mom, Dad,” I say hesitantly. “I will meet you back at the pack house.”

“Sweetheart,” my mother begins to protest but my father stops her in her tracks. My mother lets out a little huff of frustration before she storms off in the direction of their car.

My father gives me a sympathetic look before he places a k**s on my forehead. “See you back at the pack house, Sweetheart.”

The ride back to the pack house is short and silent. Sitting in the back of the triplets’ SUV, I lay my head on Bryce’s lap. He gently strokes my hair as Ace drives the short distance.

As we pull up to the pack house we hear the yelling before Ace puts the car in park. I recognize the voices of Alpha Devin and my father screaming at one another. I hop out of the back of the car before any of the triplets have a chance to open my door for me. I race up the front steps of the pack house and swing the door open quickly.

“Did you f*****g know?” My father growls at Alpha Devin.

My father has Alpha Devin pressed against the wall with his hand firmly placed around his neck. Alpha Devin tries to pry my father’s hand off his neck. “I swear to the Goddess that I didn’t know,” Alpha Devin chokes out.

“Then why are you running?” My father growls at him.

“What is going on?” Ace growls loudly and throws his aura over the room. For the first time, I see Alpha Devin submit to his son.

“This mother fucker is trying to run,” my father says as he releases Alpha Devin from the wall.

“What do you mean he is trying to run?” Bryce glares in his father’s direction.

“Boys,” Alpha Devin says as he raises his hands. “You have to listen to reason.”