The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 169

Raven’s POV

Linking arms with my grandfather I walk up the stairs to the pack house. I know that my father was the one that had the pack house searched before my arrival, but I know that Grandpa Aaron would never harm me. As I step into the West Pack’s pack house memories flood my mind.

Kieran and I would jump out of the car before it had even come to a complete stop and race each other up the pack house stairs. Kieran would always win. He has always been bigger and faster than me. A pout would form on my lips and tears would well up in my eyes while Kieran did a happy dance at the top of the stairs. Grandpa Aaron would run out of the pack house at the sound of my crying and come to my rescue. Gently he would pick me up and carry me the rest of the way into the pack house leaving Kieran scowling behind us.

Grandpa Aaron has always been kind. Even more so after Grandma Evelynn passed away. We would come to the West Pack for family vacations and he would shower Kieran and me with candy and soda despite how badly our parents hated it. There is no way that my grandfather is a threat.

Just when Grandpa Aaron is about to shut the door my father yells loudly from the bottom of the stairs.

“Just where do you think you are taking the Queen?” Father yells loudly.

I g***n loudly when my father calls me the Queen. Seeing the embarrassment on my face, my grandfather turns around and smiles as he shuts the door in my father’s face.

“That was a bad idea,” I giggle as I watch Grandpa Aaron flip the lock on the door.

“Have I ever told you that Ace isn’t my favorite of the triplets?” My grandfather says with an amused look on his face. “He has always been too serious. Why didn’t you travel with Bryce?”

Father looks in the window and gestures for me to open the door, but I pretend like I cannot see him. “I wasn’t given a choice,” I tell my grandfather. “Per usual.”

“What do you mean, you weren’t given a choice?” Grandpa Aaron looks at me with concern written all over his face.

“Just like I said,” I push my bottom l*p out in a pout. I know that my grandfather won’t be able to resist my pout. “No one considers me when they are making plans.”

“Like what, Little Bird,” my grandfather demands to know and I know that I have him exactly where I want him.

“Like the decision to bring my mate along,” I yell loud enough so my father hears me. “I don’t want him here. I don’t even like him.”

Crossing my arms over my chest I let out a little humph, as my father continues to bang on the front door of the pack house. “This isn’t funny, Raven,” he yells through the door. “It may not be safe for you in there.”

I hold my arms out at my sides and spin around in a circle. “Hello,” I yell out. “I am the Luna Queen and I am all alone except for my Grandpa! Come get me.”

My father hits the door with his shoulder as he tries to get inside. “Raven, open this door,” he yells as he hits the door again.

“You see that Father! No one is coming to get me,” I sass. I turn back toward my grandfather and cringe as the wood splinters. “He is going to break your door.”

“I think you are right,” Grandpa Aaron says as he flips the lock on the door and opens it.

The door flings open and my father comes barreling inside hitting the wall on the opposite side. He crashes to the floor and the large painting hanging on the wall falls and hits him on the head. Groaning loudly, my father gets to his feet and glares at my grandfather.

“You know the protocol, Aaron,” my father spits at him. “Where is Alpha Harry?”

“Sleeping,” my grandfather says with a smirk on his face. “We were expecting you several hours ago.”

“And he couldn’t be bothered to stay up and greet his Queen,” my father says grumpily.

My face heats with embarrassment every time someone refers to me as the Queen and my father has a habit of doing it constantly.

“Father,” I whisper as I look around. People are waking up and coming to see what all of the commotion is about. “Can we discuss this in the morning?” I try to deflect the attention away from myself.

“What the hell is going on down there?” A voice calls from the top of the stairs.

I look up and see Alpha Harry looking over the banister of the top floor. “My apologies, Alpha,” I say cordially. “My Grandpa and Father were just having a disagreement.”

“At midnight?” Alpha Harry yells down.

“Apparently it could not wait.” I give him a nervous chuckle.

Alpha Harry mumbles angrily while he walks himself back to his bedroom and slams the door. I spin around to see that everyone is putting themselves back to sleep and I let out a grateful sigh. But my father does not seem to be as content with the situation as I am.

“This is no way for you to be greeted,” he huffs as he places his arms over his chest.

“Father,” I hiss at him again. “Stop. This is perfectly fine. It is midnight.” I turn in my grandfather’s direction. “I know that we brought more people than expected. I am willing to share a room with Elise.”

“Not with your mate?” My grandfather says with a smirk on his face.

“No!” Both my father and I yell at the same time causing a fit of laughter to bubble from my grandfather’s chest.

As soon as the word leaves my mouth the scent of fresh grass fills the air and I turn to see Leo standing in the door. Disappointment is written across his face and I am filled with regret. But Goddess knows I am not ready for anything that Leo has to offer.

Without saying anything Leo walks past me and holds his hand out to my grandfather. “It is nice to finally meet you, Sir,” Leo says sincerely. “My parents were banished from their packs when I was just a child because I was an Alpha. You have always been an inspiration.”

My grandfather eagerly takes Leo’s hand and shakes it so hard that Leo’s arm flops up and down. “I like him,” Grandpa Aaron whispers to me and I roll my eyes.

Leo looks at me and winks as my grandfather claps him on the back and begins to lead him up the stairs to show him to his room. Perhaps getting rid of Alpha Leo won’t be as easy as I thought. Well played, Alpha Leo. Well played.