The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 112

Erica’s POV

The wheels of the airplane skid against the runway as we land at the private airport in the East Pack. I don’t know if it is my nerves bubbling in my stomach or if it is the baby, but I feel like I could vomit at any moment. A thousand “what ifs” are running through my mind and I don’t know how to calm the storm that is beginning to rage within me.

Bryce unwraps his arms from around me and yawns sleepily. I swear that man could sleep through the apocalypse. “Are we there?” He says as he smiles at me. His eyelids are still heavy from his long map and he looks adorable.

“We just landed,” I tell him.

“Good,” he says as he stretches his arms wide to his sides. “Let’s get this over with.”

“Aren’t you a little bit nervous?” I snap at him.

“Why would I be nervous?” Bryce laughs. “We already know who is behind all of this. This is just confirmation.”

I let out a frustrated g***n and suddenly wish that one of the more serious triplets had been sent with me. It took nine rounds of rock, paper, scissors, and five ten-second fights for the triplets to decide that Bryce would be the one that would take me to the East Pack to see the oracle.

The Alpha of the East Pack was more than happy to accommodate us. I am sure they hope a treaty will come out of this now that the triplets are Alphas of two of the four packs in America. The only catch is that we were invited to stay in the pack house and I am sure that we will run into Amber sooner or later. It is not a situation that I am looking forward to, but Bryce doesn’t seem to care. It is almost as if he has forgotten that she was even part of his life.

The plane finally comes to a full stop and the doors open. Bryce grabs my hand and gives me a gentle squeeze. I know that he must be able to feel my anxiety in the air around us. Squeezing his hand back, Bryce leads me off of the airplane.

As we exited the plane, I see Alpha Jet and his mate waiting for us at the edge of the airfield. Bryce tosses both his luggage and my own over his shoulder as we walk towards the Alpha of the East Pack and his mate.

“Alpha Bryce,” Alpha Jet says with a smile on his face. “What a pleasure to see you again. Who is this that you have with you?” Alpha Jet asks as he gestures toward me.

Bryce looks at me with a smile on his face before he turns his attention back to Alpha Jet. “This is our mate Erica.”

“So the rumors are true,” Alpha Jet says absentmindedly. “You all three share a mate.”

“Yes,” Bryce tone is low and growly. “Is that a problem?”

Alpha Jet raises his hands. “It is just a rarity among our kind. But if it works for all of you… Good for you.”

“Are we here to talk about my brothers and me sharing a mate? Or are we here to determine who is threatening my mate and my unborn child?” Bryce growls.

“I apologize,” Alpha Jet lowers his head. “I was out of line.”

Bryce grunts a “whatever” under his breath as we follow Alpha Jet and his mate to the car that is waiting.

Much to my surprise his mate climbs into the back seat and gestures for me to climb back there with her. Bryce and I share an odd look before he climbs in the front passenger side and I get into the back.

The Luna of the West Pack turns to me and smiles brightly at me. I finally take the time to look at the woman that is sitting next to me. Her blonde hair is pulled back into a neat bun and her brown eyes sparkle excitedly as she looks at me. She appears to be close to my age even though Alpha Jet is in his late fifties.

“We didn’t get a chance to be introduced,” she practically squeals with excitement. “I am Malinda.”

She thrusts her hand in my direction for me to shake. Hesitantly I shake her hand before I quickly pull it away. “I am Erica,” I say even though I am sure she already knows.

“I have to say you are much prettier than Amber said you were,” Malinda says with a smile plastered on her face.

“Oh, thank you.” is all I can muster to say.

I turn my head back to the front of the car and try to ignore the peppy blonde that is sitting next to me, but she is making it very difficult.

“Amber and I grew up together,” she continues to chatter beside me. “You can imagine my surprise when Jetti chose me for his second chance mate.”

My eyes light up when she says “Second chance mate.” Now things are getting interesting. It makes me wish Ashley was here because she would live for this gossip. I will have to remember to text her later filling her in on all of the sordid details.

“Malinda,” Alpha Jet says sternly from the front seat of the car. “I am sure that Erica doesn’t want to hear about our life story.”

“Oh,” I say cheerfully from the back seat. “I really don’t mind.”

I can hear Bryce place a well-placed cough into his hand and I know that he is fighting back laughter. Perhaps I was sent to the East Pack with the right mate after all.

Malinda sticks her tongue out in a childish fashion at her mate and turns to me to continue our conversation. “Of course,” she says as she puts a well-practiced frown on her face, “we were all devastated when Luna Edna passed away without giving Jetti an heir.”

I take a moment to glance in the front seat at Alpha Jet and his face is beet red and his knuckles are white on the steering wheel.

‘Stop egging her on,’ Bryce says through the mind link and I can’t help but smile.

‘I haven’t egged her on,’ I say defensively. ‘She is giving me all of this information freely.’

Malinda grabs a hold of my wrist and pulls me out of my conversation with Bryce.

“Can you believe the oracle is one that paired us together? It is almost as good as having found my fated mate.”

“Malinda!” Alpha Jet practically screams. “That is enough.”

Malinda slinks down in her seat and crosses her arms over her chest in a huff. I open my mind link with Bryce one more time.

‘I am eager to meet this oracle now,’ I tell him.

Bryce only growls through the link in return.