The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 122

Erica’s POV

Doctor Wilson pulls my dress back down over my h**s and Rex lets out a g***n of disappointment. My face heats with blush and I try not to look anyone in the room in the eyes. Situating my dress around my body, I sit up in the bed and wait for the doctor to give me some information about my pregnancy. Only the doctor doesn’t talk to me. He walks over and speaks quietly to Alice.

I try to hear their conversation but their voices are no more than hushed whispers. Doctor Wilson nods to Alice and turns to leave the room. Rex moves out of the way and opens the door just enough for the doctor to slip through the door. Just before he leaves, Doctor Wilson glances over his shoulder and gives me a look of pity. It makes me wonder what was said between him and Alice.

I don’t have time to ponder on it for long. Alice approaches the bed and points her finger directly at my nose. “These are the rules,” she says as she wags her finger at me. “You will eat three meals a day and snacks in between. You will eat whatever is provided to you. Apparently, exercise is important during pregnancy. So once a day you will go on a daily walk with Rex by your side. If you refuse to do any of these things then you will be punished accordingly. If you try to run you will be punished. Do you understand me?”

“I don’t understand,” I admit. “Why are you holding me prisoner just to treat me kindly?”

“You truly are the stupidest woman,” Alice laughs at me. “You must have a healthy pregnancy. The boy child must be born healthy.”

“And what of the girl?” I ask her.

“As far as I am concerned she is disposable,” Alice says as she takes several steps back from me.

I cannot help but gasp loudly. “You cannot be serious. She is your grandchild as well. She will be just as much your grandchild as the boy will be. She is just as much a part of your sons as the boy will be.”

Alice grabs my chin and digs her claws into my skin. “They stopped being my sons the moment they betrayed me and accepted you as their mate.”

Shaking my head in disbelief, I smack her hand away from my chin. “How could you be so cruel?”

“My sons were meant to rule the four packs as one,” Alice snarls at me. “You have ruined everything.”

Before I have a chance to respond, Alice storms out of my small room and slams the door behind her. Rex is still standing by the door with a sly grin on his face.

He waltzes across the room toward me and stops just a few feet in front of me. Rex reaches his hand out and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. I cringe under his touch and bile rises in my throat.

“Please don’t touch me,” I say quietly.

“Don’t worry Luna,” he says with a smirk on his face. “I promise not to touch you until you are begging me for it.”

“I would rather die,” I hiss at Rex.

“We will see about that,” Rex chuckles. “I guarantee that you will be begging for me within a week.”

The door of the small room opens back up and Alice comes storming back in. “I told you not to touch her,” she scolds Rex.

“Yes ma’am.” Rex winks at me before he leaves the room.

“I always knew, that you were a w***e,” Alice laughs at me. “Hopefully you can keep your legs closed until the babies get here.”

Alice slams the door of my new prison and I hear the lock click on the door. I jump to my feet and run to the door, pulling on the handle as hard as I can. The door won’t budge. The reality of what is happening sets in and loud sobs begin to escape from my chest. Turning my back against the door, I lean against the hard wood and let myself cry loudly.

I know that I should remain strong but everything in my body is telling me to give up. My mind is racing with ideas on how to escape this place. Each one is more ridiculous than the last. There will be no escaping without putting my babies at risk.

I cradle my stomach in my hands and slink down the wood of the door onto the ground. I know that the triplets would not want me to give up. I touch the crescent moon mark on my neck and it tingles under my touch. Almost as if it is calling out for my mates.

Then I remember that it is no ordinary mate bond between the four of us. I am considered a mythical creature among our kind. There has to be something that I can do to get in touch with my mates.

Closing my eyes, I try to reach out through the mate bond to communicate with my mates. Much to my surprise I am not met with a block, meaning that my mates must be close by.

‘Boys,’ I call through the bond. ‘Boys, can you hear me? If you can hear me, I am in a cabin that is surrounded by impossibly tall trees. That is all I can tell you. But please, come for me.’

I am met with nothing but complete silence. Tears stream down my cheeks. I can only hope that the triplets heard my message and that they will know where to look for me. I am so angry at myself for not paying more attention to my surroundings.

Getting up from the floor, I walk over to the bed and curl up into a ball. Cradling my stomach in my arms, I whisper silently to the little ones growing in my womb.

“I will do everything in my power to keep you safe,” I promise to my babies. “And I promise to get you home to your daddies.”