The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 184

Raven’s POV

It feels like a brick is on my chest as I walk past Warren, not even bothering to look in his direction. Stomping up the stairs to the West Pack’s pack house, I try to control my anger. I don’t want to risk saying something that I will regret.

My father walks along beside me and nudges me with his elbow. Spinning on my heels, I glare at him. Taking a step back from me, my father raises his hands in defeat.

“I am taking a shower before I deal with anything,” I tell my father sternly.

“Raven,” my father says quietly. “I understand that you are stressed out, but you have got to deal with your royal duties.”

Glancing at Warren, I can see him shuffling his feet where he stands. I know he regrets how he acted today, but I also know it is too late. There is no apology that he can offer that can fix the damage that has been done.

“Warren,” I say as calmly as I can. “If you will meet me in Harry’s old office, we will discuss your future as my bodyguard.”

Warren swallows hard as he follows me into the pack house with his head hung. As I approach the office, I see that the door is cracked and the light is on. Alpha Kent must be familiarizing himself with pack affairs. I knock on the door lightly as I slowly push it open.

Alpha Kent is sitting behind the desk with his head in his hands and a bottle of bourbon beside him. “Alpha Kent,” I say quietly. “Are you okay?”

Alpha Kent raises his head to look at me, and I can see tears swarming in his eyes. “Don’t call me that,” he says sadly. “I didn’t earn this title.”

“I beg to differ,” I say confidently. “Your Alpha was incapable of fulfilling his duties. Not to mention he tried to attack me. I looked within your mind and saw that it was pure. You have more than earned your position as Alpha.”

“What if the pack doesn’t accept me as their Alpha?” His words are slurred, and I know he is on his way to becoming drunk. “I know there will be those still loyal to him.”

“There will always be someone rooting for you to fail,” I tell him. “But you can’t let those people determine your future or the path you take to get there.”

Alpha Kent laughs loudly. “Tell me, Luna Queen,” He says as he waves the liquor bottle in my direction. “Are you taking your own advice?”

“I don’t suppose I am,” I chuckle in return.

Gesturing for me to come forward, Alpha Kent pours a glass of bourbon and sits it on the desk across from him. “Drink up,” he says as he pushes the glass toward me.

“I don’t think I should,” I blush. “I have royal matters to attend to tonight, and being drunk is not on my agenda.” Kent laughs loudly as he takes the glass and drinks the liquid in one gulp. “Speaking of royal matters,” I clear my throat awkwardly. “I was wondering if I could use your office briefly.”

“Anything for the Luna Queen,” Alpha Kent says as he pushes his chair away from the desk.

I watch with amusement as he staggers from the office. When he opens the door and sees Warren waiting for me on the other side, he turns and winks at me before heading down the hall. He bounces off the walls as he tries to regain his composure, but he is too far gone.

My father steps into the office and motions for Warren to join us. “Actually,” I say confidently. “I would like to speak to Warren alone.”

My father looks shocked as he takes in my words. “I don’t think that is a good idea,” Father says seriously. “You are not marked or mated. I think you need a chaperone.”

“Am I or am I not the Luna Queen,” I speak loudly. “You have got to let me learn to handle things independently.”

My father looks at me with a wounded look before he heads out of the office, leaving the door wide open. He sits on the bench outside the office and crosses his arms over his chest. I shake my head in disappointment. He is never going to let me rule things on my own.

“Father,” I say as I approach the door. “Perhaps someone should ensure that Alpha Kent finds his way to his bedroom.”

Not waiting to hear my father’s answer, I shut the door in his face. A loud growl comes from the other side of the door, letting me know that my father is unhappy with my decision, but I ignore him. I listen carefully until I hear his footsteps leading away from the office, then I turn to Warren.

Warren’s usually neat blonde hair is a mess. He looks like he has been running his fingers through it all day. His brown eyes glitter with unshed tears as he looks at me. Once upon a time, just looking at him would weaken my knees, but that is no longer the case. When I look at Warren, all I can see is Leo suffering in the hospital.

“You wanted to speak to me, Luna Queen?” His words are formal, but the tone of his voice is playful. He takes a step in my direction, but I back away.

“What you did today was unacceptable?” I begin to chastise him. “I shouldn’t have to be concerned that my bodyguard is too drunk to watch over me.”

“I would have sobered up to be by your side, but no one alerted me that you were leaving,” he tries to defend himself.

I scoff at his words. “Since when does someone have to alert you that I am leaving? Normally you are up and ready to protect me. What has changed?”

Warren’s eyebrows knit together in anger. “I will tell you what changed,” he says harshly. “You found your mate.”

“What does Leo have to do with you doing your job?” I ask in an offended tone.

“Everything,” Warren says crankily. “You were meant to be mine.”

Before I can react, Warren steps toward me and cups my cheek in his hand. He leans in to k**s me, and I hold my breath. I have waited for this moment since I was sixteen, but I feel nauseous instead of feeling butterflies in my stomach.

I slap Warren across the face just before his lips touch my own. “Don’t you ever touch me like that again,” I warn him. “You have forgotten your place.”

“I think you have forgotten what we mean to one another,” Warren says, unphased by my slap. “I love you, Raven.”

I take another step back from Warren and open the office door. My father is back on the bench. His typically blue eyes are pitch black, and I know I am face to face with his wolf, Azul. My father must have heard everything that was said between Warren and me. Warren’s actions are entirely inappropriate, and I know what I need to do.

“Warren,” I say, using my Luna command. “You are relieved of your duties as my bodyguard. You will return to the North Pack in the morning.”

Warren storms out of the office with a scowl on his face. “Don’t come running back to me when Alpha Playboy breaks your heart.”

I roll my eyes at Warren, sit down behind Kent’s desk, and stare at the bottle of bourbon. If there were ever a time to start drinking, today would be that day.