The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 132

Erica’s POV

Sitting in the darkness I am not sure what I am supposed to do next. The Moon Goddess said that I would be returning to the land of the living but she did not tell me how to return. Once again, I cannot see a few inches in front of my face and the silence that surrounds me is deafening. Just as I am about to give up, I can hear a familiar voice.

“How much longer is she going to be asleep?” I hear Bryce yell through the darkness. “It has been a week.”

“A week?” I gasp aloud to myself. “I have to get back to my mates and my babies.”

As I think about my babies, a sickening feeling sticks in the pit of my stomach. I wonder if the triplets have been looking for our son.

Suddenly another voice breaks through the silence of the darkness. “Anymore leads on where mother may have gone with our son?” Ace asks.

My heart sinks further into my stomach knowing that Alice still has her disgusting claws on my child. I know now more than ever that I need to return to my mates. They cannot find our son without my help.

Taking a deep breath I focus on the sounds of the world around me. I listen past the silence and try to listen to the land of the living. I can hear the subtle breathing of each one of my mates. There is the loud, steady beeping of a machine in the background. I know I must be in the hospital.

A rush of tingles spreads from my hand and up my arm. I know that one of my mates must be holding my hand. I center all of my energy on the feeling of the mate bond traveling through my body. If anyone can bring me back to reality it would have to be my mates.

My eyes flutter open and shut. With each movement of my eyes, the world around me becomes less dark. As the world comes into view the light from the room is blinding and I try to lift my hand to shield my eyes from the light. I try to wiggle my fingers on both hands but they are each trapped inside a warm grasp. My left hand is being squeezed so tightly that I am sure I will lose my fingers, and I know that grip belongs to Chris. My right hand is being lightly petted. Tiny circles are being drawn on the palm of my hand and I know that it must be Bryce. But where is Ace?

“I think she is waking up,” Chris says as he loosens his grip on my hand.

Finally prying my eyes open, I see three identical faces staring down at me. Ace, Bryce, and Chris all have the same concerned look on their faces.

I open my mouth to speak but am unable to make any sound. My throat feels dry and uncomfortable. Bryce instantly has a cup of water tilted to my lips. Greedily I take the cup from his hand and gulp down the water as fast as I can.

“Whoa,” Bryce chuckles. “Slow down, Little Fox. You don’t want to make yourself sick.”

I clear my throat awkwardly and I try to speak once again. “Where are my babies?” I whisper hoarsely.

“Here is the girl,” Ace says as he lays her gently in my arms.

Looking down at the dark-haired beauty in my arms, I let out a sigh of relief. “She made it,” I say with tears in my eyes.

Ace brushes a strand of my hair out of my face. “You saved her,” he says as he looks down on us both. “The doctor said that your quick actions are what saved her. You kept her warm when she needed it the most.”

A tear drips from my eye and lands on top of my daughter’s head. I cannot believe that I saved her. “What have you been calling her?” I ask curiously.

“Calling her?” Chris asks as he looks between myself and our daughter.

“Surely you haven’t been calling her ‘the girl’ this whole time,” I stifle my laughter.

“Actually,” Ace says shyly. “We have been calling her Raven because of her hair.”

“Raven,” I whisper as I look down at her. Her bright blue eyes stare up at me. “I like it. It suits her.”

As I hold Raven in my arms I cannot help but feel incomplete. I wonder what it would be like to hold both of my children in my arms at the same time. Silent sobs begin to shake my body as I hold Raven close to my chest. Raven coos gently as she sucks on her hand and it makes me cry harder.

I want to know, no, I need to know if my son does the same with he tries to soothe himself. I need to feel his weight in my arms. I need to know if he is okay.

“We will find our son,” Ace says quietly. “I promise you we will find our son.”

“And what of your mother?” I ask coldly. “What will happen to her when we find her?”

The triplets all take a step away from me and shuffle awkwardly on their feet. “What would you have us do?” Ace asks hesitantly.

“I want her dead,” I state as I look down at the baby in my arms. “I want her to die a slow and painful death. She kidnapped me while I was pregnant, locked me away in a small room for months on end, and forced me to bear my children without you all by my side. Then she took our only heir and fled. Leaving me to die with my child in my arms.”

The triplets look at me with a terrified look on their face.

“Erica,” Bryce begins. “We had no idea…”

“…We did not think she was capable of such atrocities,” Ace says as he runs to my side.

“I knew,” Chris shrugs his shoulders. “We just failed to keep you safe. That will never happen again.”

Before I have a chance to respond. The door opens and my mouth falls open when I see who is standing in the doorway.

“Doctor Wilson,” Ace says cheerfully. “Look who finally decided to wake up.”

Dropping his clipboard on the ground, Doctor Wilson looks at me with a shocked expression. Without another moment’s hesitation, he runs from the hospital room leaving the papers on the ground behind him.

“He was helping your mother,” I scream as I hold my baby to my chest.

Ace and Bryce go running after him while Chris stays behind to protect me. He holds both Raven and me close to his chest and rocks back and forth, trying to calm the panic that is rising in my chest.

“It isn’t safe for me anywhere,” I begin to sob. “She has eyes everywhere.”