The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 192

Kieran’s POV

Sitting in the back of the old dive bar, I play a game on my phone while I wait for the haggard old woman to show up. I held on to her number for days. Telling myself that I was keeping it just in case we needed information about who was attacking Raven. But no matter what I told myself, I knew the truth. I wanted to know why she believed that I am supposed to be the Alpha King when everything the prophecy said pointed to Raven. She explicitly instructed me to wait for her here but didn’t tell me when she would be showing up.

The sound of fighting at the bar catches my attention, and I look up from my phone to see a giant, familiar werewolf demanding more drinks at the bar.

“Warren,” I grumble to myself.

I should have known he would be upset after my sister released him from duty, but I never thought he would be in a dive bar trying to drink himself to death.

Sliding out of my booth, I glance around the bar for the old woman, but she is still nowhere to be seen. Warren is still causing a scene at the bar, and as future Alpha, it is my job to keep my men under control.

The crowd that has gathered around Warren parts as I walk through. Many of them bare their necks to me as I walk by, signifying that they are part of my pack. I can only assume the others move out of my way because of my sheer size. Even humans can feel the Alpha Aura radiating from me and know I am dangerous.

Finally making my way to the bar, I see Warren fighting with one of the bouncers. The man is obviously a human and has no idea what he has gotten himself into. The bouncer tries to wrap Warren’s arm around his back to remove him from the bar, but Warren flings him across several tables as if he weighs nothing.

I let my aura wash over the crowd, causing Warren to turn and look at me. As soon as he sees me, a look of panic washes over his face.

“Alpha,” he stutters. “What are you doing here?”

“I think the better question is, what are you doing here?” I growl back at him.

“I think the better question is, what are you doing here?” I growl back at him.

At the sound of my growl, the crowd quickly disperses though I can see all of them watching us from the corners of their eyes. The humans are wondering who I am, while the werewolves are cowering in fear.

“I just needed to blow off some steam,” Warren says as he hangs his head. “Your sister found her mate.”

Looking over Warren’s shoulder, the bouncer has gotten back to his feet and is trying to regain some of his dignity. His eyes are narrowed in on Warren and me, and I know he is wondering if I am also here to cause trouble.

“I’ve got him,” I say to the bouncer and the bartender, and they both let out a sigh of relief.

Tossing a couple of hundred dollar bills on the bar, I grab Warren by the shoulder and quietly lead him from the bar. As we walk through the door, I lead him to my car.

“I can drive,” he says as he slurs his words.

“I doubt that,” I chuckle at him as he tries to stumble toward his car. “We can pick up your car tomorrow.”

Warren seems to have lost all his will to fight and lets me drive him home. Pulling up to the pack house, I parked the car and turn to him. “Let’s talk about what happened,” I say, even though I know he is in no condition to talk.

“What is there to say,” Warren whines. “She found her mate and no longer had use for me.”

“That’s not what I heard. I heard you got too drunk to watch over her, and she was attacked,” I say accusingly.

“That’s not how that went,” Warren slurs his words. “I got drunk because she found her mate, and I love her.”

“And you were unable to do your job because you got drunk, you i***t,” I spit at him. “She could have really been injured if her mate hadn’t shown up.”

“Oh, yes,” Warren hisses. “Her lovely mate, the man w***e. He doesn’t deserve her. He is nothing but rogue trash.”

“You cannot speak that way about another Alpha,” I chastise Warren. “He is just as much an Alpha as I am.”

“You don’t believe that,” Warren laughs. “I know you don’t. If Raven weren’t your sister, you would be out there with the rest of us that are against her rule.”

“What do you mean, the rest of us?” I say with a low growl.

“Don’t pretend like you haven’t heard the rumblings,” Warren says.

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Warren. You are crossing into dangerous territory. I have no problem with my sister’s rule,” I spit back at him.

“Even though it was supposed to be you?” Warren says drunkenly, and I wonder how much he knows about the recusants and their plans.

“Warren, what exactly are you trying to say?” I ask him carefully.

“You weren’t going to meet the old witch tonight. You were supposed to meet me,” Warren says, his words are no longer slurred.

“You were against my sister all this time,” I gasp. “But I thought you loved her.”

“Oh, I do love her,” Warren laughs. “And she will be mine. Just as soon as the rightful King takes the throne.”

My head is spinning, and I cannot help but wonder how deep this conspiracy against my sister goes. Anger rises in my chest. I want to kill Warren right now for saying such things, but on the other hand, I do understand where the resistance is coming from. I know that I have two options. I can have Warren arrested and put in the cells or go along with his plan. To see how much he knows about everything that is going on.

“Are you going to have me arrested?” Warren looks at me with a smirk on his face. “Or are you willing to listen to what I have to say?”

“I will hear you out under one condition,” I whisper. “The attacks on Raven have to stop.”

Warren shakes his head back and forth. “Not until she steps down from the throne.”