The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 109

Ace’s POV

Erica raises her eyes when she steps onto the bottom step of the pack house. We can hear her let out a little frustrated sigh. She is tired and the three of us know it.

‘I will take her upstairs,’ Chris says through the mind link and I know.

Bryce nods to Chris. ‘We will handle the situation down here,’ Bryce growls through the mind link.

‘Don’t have any fun without me,’ Chris smirks as he scoops Erica into his arms.

Bryce and I watch silently while Chris carries Erica up the stairs. Both of us want to follow him but there are some matters that need to be attended to. Specifically Erica’s father. We don’t like the way that he is treating our mate and that ends today. If we didn’t let our parents treat her this way there is no way that we are going to let anyone else.

I turn my attention away from Chris and my mate as soon as Chris disappears around the corner with Erica in his arms. Looking at Evelynn, her eyes are wide and fearful.

“Don’t be too hard on him,” she pleads with Bryce and me knowing that we are getting ready to go speak with her mate. “He is still adjusting to all of this.”

We don’t even bother responding to Evelynn. We just continue into the kitchen. Aaron is still banging pots and pans around in the kitchen and ripping food out of the fridge. Glancing over at Bryce, he has a smirk spread across his face.

“What are you doing?” Bryce can’t help but ask.

“I am cooking,” Aaron growls at us both.

“Why?’ Bryce c***s his head in confusion.

“That is what I do when I am pissed off,” Aaron says as he slams the pan on the stove.

“Pissed off?” I snap. “What do you have to be pissed off about?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Aaron snaps at me. “Firstly, my best friend was involved in ruining my life, my daughter has not one but three mates, and she is pregnant. Who knows which one of you the baby belongs to?”

Bryce and I share a look before we take an identical deep breath. We had forgotten how hard the past few months must have been on him. Being a rogue is the worst thing that can happen to a werewolf.

“The baby belongs to all of us,” I try to explain to Aaron but he clearly isn’t ready to hear what we have to say.

“That’s not how things work,” Aaron continues to slam stuff around in the kitchen.

“It is how it will work with us,” I say proudly. “There will be no jealousy between the three of us.”

“We will see,” Aaron says hatefully. “You all are still young and dumb.”

Anger bubbles through my chest and I step forward to challenge Erica’s father but Bryce holds me back.

‘You have got to calm down,’ Bryce says through the mind link.

“He just called us young and dumb,” I say aloud, not bothering to use the mind link. “We are the Alphas of this pack. We cannot let an insult like that slide.”

Suddenly, Aaron calms down. He seems to realize the mistake that he just made. We are no long the heirs to the pack. We are the Alphas of the North Pack and the West Pack. There will be no larger pack than the one that we will run when we join the two packs together.

Aaron begins to fry some chicken in the pan and a calmness falls over the room. Our stomachs growl loudly at the smell of the chicken. Bryce and I sit at the island in the middle of the kitchen and watch as Aaron continues to fry the chicken.

“What are you boys going to do about the West Pack?” Aaron asks without turning around.

“One of us is going to have to go down there and set up someone in charge,” I say as I rest my head in my hands.

“We will have to send someone sooner rather than later,” Bryce chimes in. “We can’t leave them unattended for too long. That is just asking for an uprising.”

The kitchen door swings open and I look up to see Chris standing in the doorway. “Our mate actually had a good idea about that,” he says as he walks into the kitchen and sits beside us.

“What did our Little Fox have to say?” Bryce says with a proud smile on his face.

Aaron rolls his eyes as he dishes out some chicken on plates before he hands them to us. Our stomachs grumble loudly at the smell of the chicken that has permeated through the air.

“Erica thought it would be a good idea to put Beta Aaron and Evelynn in charge until after the baby comes. Then we can decide what to do with the pack after that,” Chris says before he takes a bite of his fried chicken.

Bryce and I share another look. ‘It isn’t a bad idea,’ Bryce says through the mind link between the three of us.

‘But after the way he has been treating us since he arrived, do we really want to put him in charge of a pack that we just acquired,” I add.

‘We can sleep on it and make a decision in the morning,’ Chris says as he stuffs his face with more of the chicken.

“Are you going to eat that?” Chris says out loud as he points to my chicken.

Having lost my appetite, I slide my plate in his direction, and Chris inhales the chicken that is on my plate.

“I am going upstairs to my mate,” I say as I push myself away from the kitchen island.

Bryce and Chris are still stuffing their face with chicken as I leave the kitchen. As I walk toward the stairs, I see that Evelynn is sitting on the stairs with a worried look on her face.

“Your mate is cooking,” I tell her, trying to cheer her up.

“I was worried about that,” she says with a scowl on her face. “He always cooks when he is stressed out.”

“I noticed that,” I chuckle lightly. “I am heading up to bed. You know which bedroom is yours.”

“Thank you for finding out the truth,” Evelynn whispers. “We hated leaving Erica behind.”

“Don’t thank me. Thank Chris and Erica. They did all the hard work.” I tell her the truth.