The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 18

Bryce’s POV

“Ace, Bryce, Chris, BOYS!” My fathers voices echoes through the house. “My office NOW!”

I look at my brothers and we all instantly know that we are in trouble. “He didn’t even bother to use the mind link,” I whisper. “He must be pissed.”

“You don’t think Erica told him, do you?” Chris’s voice is laced with worry.

“There is only one way to find out,” Ace shrugs his shoulders, ready to face the music.

My brothers and I quickly throw on some gray sweatpants and file out of Ace’s bedroom and down to our father’s office. Ace knocks on the door to the office and my father growls angrily. “Enter.”

We walk into the office and stand in front of our father’s desk with our heads hung low. Our father looks at us angrily as we all refuse to start talking.

“Start talking,” our father growls at us.

Raising my eyes, I look at Ace and he shrugs his shoulders. Chris rubs his eyes and speaks through the mind link. ‘How much do you think he knows?’

“Don’t think you can plot your way out of this one through the mind link,” Father snarls at us.

“How does he always know?” I nudge Chris in the side.

Chris shoves my elbow away and gives my father an apologetic look.

“We weren’t trying to plot,” Ace steps in to save us like he always does. “We aren’t sure what exactly you are talking about.”

Leaning back in his desk chair, our father manages to focus on all three of us at the same time. “I ran into Erica this morning.” Our father begins. “She looked flustered and awful. Her dress was torn… Please tell me that you had nothing to do with it.”

Ace lets out a sigh of relief. “That is how we found her outside of my bedroom door last night. She was covered in small cuts as well. We brought her into my room for the night to sleep.”

“And why didn’t you take her to her room, or better yet the hospital wing,” my father raises his eyebrows at Ace.

“Well,” Ace draws out the word and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. It is clear that he doesn’t want to be the one to tell our father that we share the same mate.

“Because she is our mate,” I bite the bullet and spit out the words. Chris and Ace both turn their heads and glare at me. “What? He is going to find out sooner or later.”

“Say that one more time,” my father sighs.

“Erica is our mate. Our wolves recognized her as such when we found her outside of my bedroom last night.” Ace fills in the blanks.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Father lets out a breath that he seemed to be holding while Ace spoke. “Has she accepted this bond?”

“She hasn’t rejected us, if that is what you are asking,” I smile proudly.

“But she wasn’t too happy to wake up with all three of us this morning,” Chris murmurs under his breath.

“Please tell me you didn’t all sleep in the same bed with her last night while she was passed out,” my father rubs his temples with the tips of his fingers.

“I didn’t touch her,” Chris says, acting like it is going to make the situation better.

“I don’t think I have to remind you three that your fated mate will only make you stronger,” Father reminds us. “When I ran into Erica this morning she was pretty angry. You will need to figure out a way to fix this.”

“She claims that we tormented her for the past eighteen years,” Ace says with his eyes cast to the ground.

“Well you haven’t exactly been kind to her,” my father chuckles under his breath.

“How do we fix it?” I ask. Admittedly I don’t know the first thing about women besides how to get in their pants.

“You have a lot of groveling to do,” our father tells us. “If I were you three, I would be working out a plan to make this right. And remember she is going through a lot right now. Be gentle with her.” Then my father turns his eyes to me and to me alone. “Don’t force her into anything that she isn’t ready for.”

“I would never…” I gasp, pretending to be offended.

“I mean it Bryce, keep your hands to yourself.” My father’s voice is stern and angry.

Shuffling my feet like a scolded child, I mutter, “Yes, Alpha,” sarcastically under my breath.

My father eyes me suspiciously before standing up behind his desk. “You all are dismissed. I will find a way to break the news to your mother.”

Ace leads the way as we leave our father’s office. Slowly we make our way back up the stairs to Ace’s bedroom. “We need to have a triplet meeting,” Ace says as he leads the way back to his bedroom. Ace has always been the level headed one. The one that is ready to solve any problems that may arise.

“What else is there to discuss,” I chime in. “We just have to be nicer to her.”

“You really think that being nicer to her now after we have tormented her for years is going to solve all of our problems?” Chris yells back at me. “We are going to have to do some major a*s kissing. Plus, we haven’t even discussed how we will share a mate.” Chris has always been too serious for his own good.

“Are you saying that you don’t want to share a mate with us?” Ace crosses his arms over his chest and glares at Chris.

“All I am saying is it would have been nice to have something of my own for once,” Chris growls at us both.

“We have known for years that we all may share a mate.” Ace is trying to reason with Chris but I can tell that none of it is getting through his thick skull.

Chris takes a step in Ace’s direction and I take a step back. I have seen this look in his eyes before. Chris is ready to fight. That is his solution to everything. Ace prepares himself for the incoming hit when a loud knock on the door and the scent of lavender grabs all of our attention. The three of us walk to the door to see Erica standing on the other side with a suitcase at her feet.

Ace’s voice breaks through the mind link. ‘f**k, she is going to run.’