The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 22

Ace’s POV

We all watch Erica quietly leave the bedroom. I turn my head just in time to see Bryce barreling towards me. My back hits Chris’s dresser and it splinters into pieces as I grab Bryce around the arm and drop my elbow into the center of his back. Bryce falls to the ground and I jump on top of him and start punching him in the ribs.

“Time,” Chris calls from the other side of the room.

“f**k,” Bryce growls out loudly. But I don’t let him up for fear he is going to punch me when he gets free. “Let me up,” he struggles in my grip.

Unhooking my arm from around his, I slowly let him up. I was right to be worried. Bryce c***s his fist back and punches me right in the gut. “Damn it, Bryce,” I wheeze out. “Chris called time.”

Holding his side where he took all of my punches. Bryce flips me off from across the room. “Since when do you not pull your punches?”

“Since the prize became something worth fighting for,” I laugh.

“I think you broke a few of my ribs,” Bryce exhales roughly and his eyes dart over to the room to Chris.

f**k. I forgot about Chris. I turn my eyes in Chris’s direction, preparing myself for the next wave of my fight.

“Don’t worry,” Chris says with amusement in his voice. “I am not going to fight you for her.”

“What?” Bryce and I say at the same time.

Chris leans against his wall and crosses his arms across his chest.

“What do you mean that you aren’t going to fight us for her?” Bryce asks curiously.

“Exactly what I said,” Chris laughs. “She is meant to belong to all of us. I will wait for my turn.”

“You can’t be serious,” I laugh. “You are willing to wait until Bryce and I have had dates with her until you go on one with her.”

“Like I said,” Chris says more seriously. “I will wait for my turn.”

“You have something up your sleeve,” I say suspiciously.

“Whatever,” Chris brushes off my comment. “I am just not going to fight you two for her. I don’t want any bad b***d between us.”

“Then how will we decide who gets things,” Bryce asks like an idiot.

Grabbing a cup off of the broken dresser and Chris grabs a pillow off of his bed and we both chuck our items at Bryce’s head. Bryce ducks just in time to miss the pillow but not the cup. The cup bounces off his forehead with a thud. Bryce rubs his forehead and flips me off again.

“Erica isn’t something to be bartered for,” I say and suddenly I realize what Chris has been saying all along. “F**k.”

“Now do you get it?” Chris widens his arms and looks at me like I am an idiot.

“Now I do,” I nod. “No more ten second fights for anything that has to do with Erica.”

Bryce grabs the pillow and chucks it back on the bed. “Then we need our own set of rules,” Bryce says and I cannot believe that I am agreeing with him.

“He’s right,” I say as I look at Chris. “Rule one. We follow all of Erica’s rules.” Bryce raises his hand and my eyes snap to him. “Including rule two.”

“But…” Bryce begins to whine.

“But… nothing.” Chris yells from across the room. “We all follow her rules. Especially rule two.”

“Fine,” Bryce gasps out. “What are the rest of our rules?”

“Rule two. We all move at Erica’s pace. We don’t force her into any situations that would make her uncomfortable.” Chris says loudly and directions his attention right at Bryce.

“Rule three. No jealousy. If Erica decides to k**s me you all can’t get angry over it.” Bryce says with a smug look on his face.

Chris and I both roll our eyes at him knowing that Erica would choose him last to k**s.

“Rule four. No secrets.” I say finally. “Whatever happens with Erica we tell the truth to one another and to her.”

“Deal?” I finish and my brother chime in with the same.

“So who is going to tell her that we are all taking her on her first date,” Bryce says with an air of victory on his face.

“Oh man,” I g***n. “I won that fight fair and square.”

“Oh man,” I g***n. “I won that fight fair and square.”

“What was Erica’s rule one?” Chris says with a smirk on his face.

“No more bets,” I g***n.

“And I am betting that Erica would include fights in rule one,” Bryce says with a brilliant smile spread across his lips.

“I will go tell her,” I g***n. “Wait where are we going?”

“To brunch, of course,” Chris says goofily.

Following the scent of lavender I walk down the hallway to find the trail ending at Ashley’s door. The door is cracked, so I peek my head around the door.

“…They will have too much fun with that information.” Ashley laughs loudly.

“What information?” I ask as I walk into the bedroom.

“None of your business,” Ashley g****s. “Get out of my room.”

Erica is laying on the bed, with her head on the pillow. Ashley is laying beside her in a black lacy bra and matching thong. They are so close that they are almost touching. Jealousy courses through my body faster than I can control it. “Why are you in bed half naked with my mate?”

“What’s one more person in the harem?” Ashley jokes and runs her fingers up and down Erica’s arm and a terrible growl escapes my throat.

Erica hides her head in the pillow and lets out a muffled scream and it takes my attention off of Ashley.

“What was that?” I ask as I invite myself into Ashley’s room. Slowly I look at the spines of all the trashy romance books that she has on the shelves.

“I said… JUST KILL ME NOW!” Erica says as she takes her head out of the pillow.

“Not yet,” I laugh. “I won the fight so get prepared for our date.”

“Ugh,” Erica g****s. “I said no betting.”

“We know,” I say cheerfully. “That’s why we are all taking you out to brunch.”