The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 143

Erica’s POV

It has been a week since I walked Raven into the hospital of the East Pack and hunted down the one nurse that I trusted. When I asked her for a DNA test she gave me a look of pity. Surely she thought that the triplets were denying that they were the father of this child that looks nothing like them.

“Since the triplets are identical, we won’t know which one of them is the father,” she tried to explain to me delicately.

“I understand that,” I grunted out in frustration. “I just need to know that she belongs to us.”

After that, the nurse didn’t ask any more questions. She swabbed the inside of Raven’s cheek and then the inside of Chris’s and mine without looking any of us in the eyes.

“The results should be back within a few days,” the nurse said.

Chris and I nodded silently before we left the hospital and prayed that we could trust the nurse.

I pace the floor of the guest bedroom in the East Pack pack house. The results should have been back by now. Everything is coming to a head. There is so much that I have to do. My mother’s memorial service is to be held in the West Pack in just a few days’ time and the triplets are still insisting that I don’t go. They are stating that if we get confirmation that the twins are ours, their mother may be waiting for us.

I cannot deny that might be right. My mother’s memorial service would be the perfect place for an ambush. It would be dangerous for me to attend but I cannot imagine not going. My mother had been there for every important moment of my life. It would be a dishonor to her memory if I didn’t show up.

I have been trying to remain in contact with my father but he is drunk more often than not when I call. The loss of my mother is taking its toll on him. I had initially asked him if he wanted to help plan her memorial but it soon became clear that he can’t remain sober long enough to help plan anything.

Flopping down in the chair behind the desk in the corner of the room. I sift through the papers that were sent up from the West Pack. Since my father is now indisposed, I have been trying to take over some of the Alpha duties of the pack. Sighing heavily, I lay my head on the cool wood of the desk. I wasn’t at all prepared for this.

The wood begins to vibrate on the desk and it pulls me out of my thoughts. Without checking the caller ID I press the send button on the phone and hold it lazily up to my ear.

“Hello?” I m**n through the receiver.

“Luna Erica, it is Nurse Anabelle,” she says quietly into the phone. “I have the results of the DNA test.”

I perk up at the sound of her voice and almost fall over in the chair that I am sitting on. “What are the results?” I ask urgently.

Anabelle pauses and I wait impatiently for her to tell me. “I think it would be best if we meet in person.”

My heart sinks in my chest. I have a bad feeling about this. “If she isn’t mine, just tell me,” I hiss through the phone.

“It’s not that she isn’t yours,” Anabelle says nervously. “It is just that some things are probably better off said in person. It is hard to tell who is listening.”

“But she is mine?” I breathe out a sigh of relief.

“She belongs to the triplets… But there is something that I need to discuss with you.” Anabelle’s voice is shaking and I know that whatever she must have to tell me is important.

“Okay,” I say trying to use a soothing voice. “When is the soonest that you can meet?”

“Today after my shift is over,” Anabelle whispers. “I will meet you at the pack house.”

Before I have a chance to respond Anabelle hangs up the phone and I am met with silence. As soon as I lay the phone back down on my desk, Chris bursts into the room with his phone in his hand. There is a giant smile on his face.

“Why didn’t you answer your phone?” He asks as he runs up to me and scoops me into his arms.

Playfully I slap Chris on the shoulder. “Put me down,” I squeal.

Chris tosses me gently on the bed and I land with a little bounce. He places a bunch of k****s all over my face making his way down my neck before sucking on my mark. A soft m**n leaves my lips. It has been such a long time since any of the triplets have touched me in such a way. Chris and I have been refusing to let Raven out of our sight. Having our baby with us constantly has kind of put a damper on the mood.

“Why are you in such a good mood?” I ask in a breathy voice.

Chris lifts himself off of me and his eyes light up like a boy Christmas morning. “I got so wrapped up, I almost forgot to tell you the good news. The baby boy that Ace and Bryce found is ours.”

Using all of my strength, I push Chris off of me and he flies off the edge of the bed and hits the floor with a thud.

“Where is he?” I ask as I scramble off of the bed. “I need to see my son.”

“Bryce is on his way here with him,” Chris says with a toothy grin spread across his lips.

My joy immediately turns to sadness. “Just Bryce?” I am growing tired of not having all of my mates together at once.

Picking himself up off the floor, Chris holds his arms out for me. “I am so sorry, Little Fox. I know you want us all together. But we cannot continue to neglect our duties as Alphas. As of right now, there are three packs that are in need of an Alpha and there are three of us.”

“What are you trying to say?” I stomp my foot in protest. “That I am to spend the rest of our lives together bouncing from pack to pack just so I can be with my mates?”

“It won’t be forever,” Chris tries to explain to me. “Only until we find suitable leaders for both the East and West Pack. Then we can all return to the North Pack together.”

Both pain and joy fill my heart at the same time. I didn’t think that it was possible to feel those two emotions at the same time. Pain for the loss of having my mates all together at the same time but joy for the fact that my son is finally on his way back to me.