The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 108

Erica’s POV

The brothers argued the whole way back to the pack house over whether the baby is a boy or a girl. It doesn’t seem they could be more excited. Surprisingly there is no argument over who the baby belongs to. It is as if they collectively agreed that the baby belongs to all of us.

I don’t join in the banter between the three of them. Sitting in the front seat of the boys’ SUV, I stare at the picture of the ultrasound in my hands. Laying my hand in on my stomach I still cannot believe that there is a baby growing within me.

As we pull up to the pack house, the brothers hurry to get out of the SUV and fight their way to my door. Bryce gets to my door first and reaches around me to unbuckle my seatbelt. Before I have a chance to protest, Bryce scoops me out of my seat and begins to carry me into the pack house.

“Bryce,” I whine as I squirm in his arms. “I can walk.”

“The doctor said that you need to rest,” Bryce says.

“He said that I need to eat and get enough rest. He didn’t say that I couldn’t walk from the car to the pack house,” I g***n. “You all can’t carry me around for the next four months.”

“Like hell we can’t,” Chris yells from behind us.

As we walk into the pack house, my mother and father are waiting for us with worried looks on their faces.

“What did the doctor say?” My mother says as soon as we walk in the door.

Bryce gently sets me on my feet and I rush into my mother’s arms. My emotions fill the air around us and I feel my mother take in a sharp breath.

Chris places his hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me down. “Fox,” he says gently. “You are suffocating us with your emotions.”

I try to wrangle my emotions in so everyone in the room can breathe but the longer my mother holds me in her arms the more panicked I feel. I don’t know how to tell my parents that I am pregnant. My father has made it very clear that he doesn’t feel comfortable with the fact that I have three mates. I only found my mates about two months ago. I must have gotten pregnant the first night that we all had s*x.

My mother holds me at arm’s length and looks me in the eyes. “What is wrong?”

Unable to find the words to tell my mother and father that I am pregnant I just hold the ultrasound pictures out for my mother to look at. Taking the pictures from my hands my mother looks at them with wide eyes.

“Is this what I think it is?” She squeals.

I nod my head up and down and my mother squeals again. Thrusting the pictures into my father’s hands, my mother pulls me back into her arms and jumps up and down with excitement. The brothers growl as my mother jostles my body around.

Taking the hint, my mother stops jumping around and just holds me close to her chest.

“I am going to be a grandmother!” She says loudly. Tears are streaming down her face.

“Do you know which one is the father?” My father says grumpily.

“It doesn’t matter,” Ace says. “That baby belongs to the four of us.”

My father and the triplets all glare at one another for several minutes. None of them are willing to back down. Finally, my father growls out a “Congratulations,” as he hands the ultrasound pictures back to me.

As I take the pictures back from my father, he turns around and storms back into the kitchen. I can hear the sound of pots and pans being banged around and it makes me cringe. I never thought that my father would be so angry over this.

My mother lets out a heavy sigh. “Don’t worry,” she says with a worried look on her face. “He will come around. He is just dealing with a lot right now.”

I try to hold back the tears that are threatening to fall from my eyes. “I think I am going to go lay down,” I say quietly.

My legs feel like lead as I walk up the stairs. I feel like I haven’t slept in ages. As I look up at the stairs in front of me, the task of walking up them feels daunting. Always being able to sense what I need Chris comes from behind me and scoops me into his arms. He carries me bridal style up the stairs and into Bryce’s room.

Chris lays me on the bed and begins to remove all of my clothes.

“Chris, I don’t want to have s*x,” I whine. My body and mind are most exhausted.

“I am just trying to make you more comfortable,” Chris says as he presses his lips to my forehead.

Chris tucks me into Bryce’s bed and I snuggle into the warm scent of my mate. Chris turns to leave the room but I grab hold of his wrist.

“Please stay with me.” I push my bottom l*p out in a little pout that I know Chris cannot resist.

“The brothers are waiting on me downstairs,” Chris says hesitantly.

“They will know where to find us,” I pout.

Chris sighs loudly. “I will stay here with you until you fall asleep.”

A bright smile spreads across my lips and I scoot into the middle of the bed and pat the mattress beside me. Chris rolls his eyes at me but he can’t hind the smirk that is playing at the corner of his mouth as he crawls into the bed with me.

Laying down beside me, Chris rubs gentle circles on my back while I try to drift off to sleep. But there is something that is plaguing my mind.

“Which one of you is going to the West Pack?” I ask before I yawn loudly.

“I don’t know,” Chris whispers. “None of us want to leave you.”

“What if we send my parents to run the pack until after the baby comes,” I say sleepily.

“That’s not a bad idea,” Chris says with a smile on his face. “I just worry about what the West Pack would think about it. They still believe that your parents stole money from the school.”

“So, one of you will have to leave me,” I say sadly.

“It appears so, Little Fox,” Chris says as he continues to rub circles on my back. “But not for long.”