The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue -
Chapter 19
Erica’s POV
I drag the suitcase out of my room and down the hall bang on the door to Ace’s room. The three brothers answer the door and they all have sheepish looks on their faces. They are standing before me in matching gray sweatpants with their torsos on full display. Each one of them chiseled and sculpted to perfection.
As I said there gawking at them, I notice that they all have a tattoo on their chest right above their hearts. Ace’s is the number 1, Bryce’s is the number 2, and, of course, Chris’s is the number 3. I chuckle at the inside joke and I almost forget the reason that I have stormed all the way over here. Ace opens his mouth to speak but I hold my fingers up to his mouth and try to ignore the feel of his lips under my fingertips and the way it makes my heart race.
“Don’t say anything,” I spit at them all. “I have something to say and then I will go.”
Ace looks down at the suitcase that is at my feet and he wraps his hand around my waist and pulls me into his bedroom.
“You can’t keep k********g me,” I say as I wrestle my way out of his arms.
“It’s not k********g when we live in the same house. Where are you going?” Ace asks me. The triplets all cross their arms over their chests and give me the same look.
“None of your business,” I snap at the three of them.
“It is our business,” Chris puts his hands on my shoulders and pulls me in for a hug. “You are our mate.”
“No.” I shrink out of his hug and step back towards the door. “I, Erica, of the West Pack…”
Bryce steps forward and covers my mouth with this hand. “Please give us a chance.”
Opening my mouth I bite down hard on Bryce’s hand. He rips his hand away from my mouth and shakes it in the air. “Why should I give you a chance?” I snarl at them.
“Because,” Chris begins but then he pauses. “You are right. We don’t deserve a second chance.”
“What…” I stammer. It is not the answer I was looking for. Honestly I was expecting them to grovel at my feet.
“We have treated you poorly,” Chris says with a sour look on his face. “We don’t deserve you.”
Without another word Chris pushes past me. His shoulder gently bumps mine on the way out of the room and the tingles from the mate bond spread throughout my body. I am frozen to the spot where I stand as I watch Chris storm from the room.
“He doesn’t speak for all of us,” Bryce chimes in with a worried look spread across his face.
My eyes glance from Bryce to Ace and Ace is pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.
“Someone should go after him,” the words come out of my mouth but it is as if someone else said them.
“He isn’t excited about sharing his mate,” Ace finally says with a sigh. “He will come around.”
“I am not excited about it either,” I say with a huff. “But we can’t just pretend like he isn’t part of this.”
Ace and Bryce immediately look at one another and I know they are arguing through the mind link over who should go after their brother. Chris is known to have a temper and I can understand why they wouldn’t want to chase after him right now. He is by far the better fighter of the three.
“Fine,” I g***n. “If neither one of you is brave enough to face your brother I will.” As I turn from the room and leave, Ace and Bryce are standing with their mouths opened wide.
Standing outside of Chris’s door I chew on my lower l*p while I try to decide if I should knock or not. What am I even doing? I don’t want any of them to be my mate but here I am standing outside of Chris’s door. What will I say when he opens the door?
The door swings open and Chris is standing there with a very frustrated look on his face. “What?” He says rather harshly.
“I… I came to get you. We should all be together while we discuss this.” I try to sound as reasonable as possible.
Chris studies me for a minute before standing to the side and gesturing for me to enter his room. “If this isn’t what you want, what is there to discuss?”
The door closes quietly behind me and I can feel Chris standing impossibly close to me. I don’t dare turn around because I know that I will be staring into the blue eyes of one of my mates. “If this isn’t what you want, why did you invite me in?” I try to sound confident but I know that my voice is failing me.
“Maybe I just wanted a moment alone with you,” Chris whispers next to my ear. “My brothers got to sleep next to you last night.”
“I don’t want to talk about that,” I murmur as my face heats with embarrassment.
“Why not? If we are all mates it is going to be the norm.” Chris’s voice suddenly turns cold.
“This is why we all need to discuss things together,” I say. “We need to set some boundaries.”
“I thought you were leaving,” Chris chuckles as he steps in front of me. “Rejecting us and running away.”
“I was,” I shout at him. “I mean… I am. I just don’t want you fighting with your brothers before I leave.”
“Why do you care?” Chris says smugly.
“You are right,” I throw my hands up in the air. “I don’t care.”
I move to storm out of Chris’s bedroom but he grabs my hand and pulls me back towards him. My chest slams into his own and tingles rush over my body. It both calms my anger and arouses something within me at the same time. For a moment, as I am pressed up against his chest, I forget how to breathe.
“I wasn’t done with our conversation,” Chris says coolly.
“All that is left is for you to reject me,” I manage to say with an eyebrow c****d. “You don’t want me for a mate.”
Chris grabs me around the waist and holds me even closer to his body. The smell of hot chocolate with a hint of vanilla swirls around me and I can’t help but inhale the scent deeply. Leaning down, Chris nuzzles his nose into my neck and breathes in my scent deeply. His nose runs along the nape of my neck sending a wave of goose bumps throughout my body.
Suddenly, he pulls away from me and looks at me with darkened, l**t filled eyes. “I don’t think I am willing to give up so soon.”
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