The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 140

Ace’s POV

As the sound of rogues howling around us gets louder, I begin to doubt my fighting skills. I have never been in a large-scale fight before. The closest I have come to a battle is when I was protecting my father from the rogue the night of our first pack hunt. Even then, without the aid of Erica’s abilities, I don’t think we would have won that fight. We shouldn’t have come without Erica.

Ace’s POV

As the sound of rogues howling around us gets louder, I begin to doubt my fighting skills. I have never been in a large-scale fight before. The closest I have come to a battle is when I was protecting my father from the rogue the night of our first pack hunt. Even then, without the aid of Erica’s abilities, I don’t think we would have won that fight. We shouldn’t have come without Erica.

I can see the moonlight flickering off the eyes of the rogue werewolves in the forest. There must be at least fifty waiting for their cue to attack us. Evelynn’s wolf shakes out her fur and growls angrily. She is more ready for this fight than Bryce and I are.

“No werewolf b***d needs to be shed tonight,” I yell into the night. “We are just here for our son.”

Silence falls over the forest. The sound of twigs snapping and leaves rustling lets me know that the rogues are moving through the trees. Just when I think that they are finally going to emerge from the trees a shadowed figure comes from the trees and stands in front of us.

Evelynn growls again and her hackles raise on her neck and back. I know from the scent that is hanging in the air that the cloaked figure in front of us is our mother. Slowly she lowers the hood of the cloak from her head and stares and smiles brightly at Bryce and me.

“My clever boys,” she says with pride. “I should have known that you would have figured out just where to find me and my baby.”

“Your baby?” Bryce snarls at our mother. “You mean our son.”

Our mother looks at us with a crazed look in her eyes. “The oracle said that the gifted one would be raised by the woman that tamed the three Alphas. Don’t you see? It has been for told.”

Bryce begins to laugh loudly. “You think you were the one that tamed the three of us? You did nothing but make us spoiled brats. Erica is the one that showed us what it meant to be men. She is the one that showed us what it means to be an Alpha. Not you.”

Mother grabs her chest, just above her heart, and looks at us with a wounded expression on her face. “You can’t be serious. That w***e has done nothing for you. The only good thing that she has done is to bring the child of light into this world. Now she no longer serves a purpose. Doctor Wilson will see to that.”

“Doctor Wilson is already in our custody,” I inform our mother. “Now where is my son?”

“Tsk, tsk,” Mother clicks her tongue on the roof of her mouth. “Is that any way to speak to your mother?”

With a snap of her fingers, the rogues begin to make their way out of the trees. I was right. There are about fifty of them, each one is growling and snarling angrily ready to attack.

My mother places the hood back over her head and yells out to her rogue forces. “You may only kill the tan wolf. My sons are to be left alone.”

With another snap of Mother’s fingers the rogues all lunge for Evelynn’s wolf. Fighting with all of her might, Evelynn manages to rip the throats out of the first five rogues that attack her. But with each wave that comes toward her, she becomes more and more tired.

Bryce and I quickly shift into our wolves and join the fight. We try to block Evelynn from the onslaught of rogues that is determined to kill her. One after one, Bryce and I easily take down the rights because they refuse to fight back. Every rogue has a crazed look in their eyes as they try to get to Evelynn.

Pinning a rogue to the ground a familiar but strange scent fills the air. I rip out the rogue’s throat and quickly look toward the cabin. A young woman is running out of the cabin with a bundle wrapped in her arms. I see a mound of golden curls sticking out of the blanket and I instantly know that is my son.

‘Fight with Evelynn,’ I snarl through the mind link to Bryce. ‘I am going to get our son.’

Guilt fills my gut as I run away from the rogues that are attacking Evelynn, but I know that it is both what she and Erica would have wanted. I have to go save my son. Giving one final look over my shoulder at Evelynn and Bryce, I shift into my massive blueish-gray wolf and chase after the woman that is running anyway with my son.

My mother has completely disappeared. There is no sign of her among the rogues as I weave in and out of them. I snarl loudly, catching the woman’s attention. Her head spins around and she looks at me with panic in her eyes. Quickly I shift back into my human form and the woman takes several steps back from me.

“Freeze,” I yell at her, and the woman stops in her tracks. “Just give me the baby and I will let you live.”

“Doctor Wilson is already in our custody,” I inform our mother. “Now where is my son?”

“This is my baby,” the woman stutters nervously.

“Then you won’t mind coming to the hospital for a simple DNA test,” I say as I slowly approach the woman.

“Please,” the woman pleads. “He is my only chance to have a child.”

“There is only one problem with that,” I hiss at her. “That is my son.”

The woman looks down at the baby that is wailing loudly in her arms and back at me. Even from this distance and in the low light of the night I can see the resemblance between the two of us. There is no denying that he is my son.

“I can’t,” the woman says barely above a whisper. “Luna Alice…” Her voice trails off as she looks longingly at my son in her arms.

“Luna Alice is no longer a Luna,” I growl as intake several steps toward the woman. “I should know. I banished her from the pack myself.”

The woman stays frozen to the stop where she is standing until I am standing right next to her. She is holding my son tightly in her arms, not wanting to give him up.

“Give me my son,” I whisper in a threatening way.

“Promise you won’t hurt him,” the woman begs of me.

I hold out my arms for my child and the woman quickly places him in my grasp before she turns and runs away. I want nothing more than to chase her down and kill her but I know that there will be plenty of time for that.

Slowly, I walk back through the forest. The sound of fighting has died down and the forest is silent once again except for the wails that are coming from my son. As I approach the cabin I see Bryce knelt beside Evelynn. He is stroking her hair out of her face and speaking gently to her.

“…See,” he says quietly. “I told you he would return with the baby.”

Evelynn weakly raises her head and smiles at me. “You saved him,” she says before she coughs up a mass of black b***d.

“He is safe now,” I assure Evelynn. “You can rest now.”

Evelynn nods her head and closes her eyes. She inhales deeply and sighs her last breath as she falls limply on the ground.

I look down at Bryce and he has tears streaming down his cheeks. “There were too many,” he says through his sobs. “I couldn’t save her.”