The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 228

Kieran’s POV

I have been lying awake for hours, staring at the ceiling, trying not to disturb Elise. Today is the day that I am supposed to meet with the oracle, and my nerves are all over the place.

Alice set it up with the oracle she has been visiting for years. It is the oracle that told her I was meant to be the King. Not my sister.

I have dreamed about becoming King since I learned that Raven would one day be the Queen. At the time, I was young, and I didn’t realize what it meant for Raven to be Queen. I automatically assumed that we would be ruling the packs side by side. We had always done everything together, so why would this be any different?

As I got older, I began to see the differences between Raven and me. While I was quick with my temper and flew off the handle often, Raven was always calm and collected. A light seemed to radiate off of her from a young age, and as she grew, the light only grew brighter.

The only friends I had were those that were Raven’s first. Raven, on the other hand, made friends quickly despite her shy demeanor. With each passing year, it became increasingly clear why the Moon Goddess chose her and not me.

Over the years, I tried not to let jealousy overtake me. After all, I would be the Alpha of the North Pack one day, and that was nothing to turn my nose up at. The North Pack is the largest pack in North America. Any werewolf would be thrilled to be the Alpha of this pack, but it never seemed to measure up to the prestige of my sister.

Elise wiggles beside me, tucking her body underneath my arm. There is a frown on her face, but as she breathes in heavily, her face relaxes.

I study her beautiful face as she sleeps. It is a shame that she is only an Omega. Elise is headstrong and confident she would have made an excellent Luna. But there is no way that I can have an Omega by my side. It would be an embarrassment.

My mind wonders to Gabbie. I haven’t spoken to her since I turned eighteen, and we discovered we were not mates. Every day, I pray to the Moon Goddess that she doesn’t find her mate so I can mark her and claim her as my Luna. Elise will just have to remain on the sidelines, so I don’t weaken myself by rejecting her.

The alarm on my phone begins to sound, and I unsuccessfully try to pull my arm out from under Elise. She stirs awake and rubs her eyes sleepily.

“Where are you going?” She yawns.

“Today is the day I meet the oracle,” I remind her. “I don’t want to be late.”

Stretching her arms to the sides, Elise mumbles obscenities under her breath. “I am coming with you,” she says. “I don’t want to be left here with your mother. I get the feeling that she doesn’t like me.”

“She hates you,” I correct Elise. “But you are staying here. Just stay out of her way.”

“I am your mate,” Elise whispers. “I should be by your side.”

“Let’s get a few things straight,” I grumble at her. “You may be my mate, but you will never bear my mark or be my Luna.”

“Then why bother keeping me around,” Elise huffs. “Just reject me so I can get on with my life.”

“No,” I say curtly. “If I reject my fated mate, it will weaken me. You will stick around.”

Tears stream down Elise’s face as she listens to my words. I know that I am being harsh with her, but I don’t want to lead her along. She will never be my Luna, and she should know that from the beginning of our relationship.

“Don’t cry, Elise. I will make sure you are well taken care of,” I tell her, but my words don’t soothe her emotions.

Rolling my eyes at my overly emotional mate, I quickly get dressed and make my way out of the bedroom. The last thing I need is the added stress of a sad mate today.

As I make my way to the front door of the pack house, my mother steps out in front of me and stops me from leaving.

“And just where do you think you are going, Young Man?” She asks with her arms crossed over her chest and anger flaring in her eyes.

“I have some business I need to attend to,” I lie easily to my mother.

“Wrong,” my mother spits at me. “I am tired of doing your job while your fathers are away. I don’t know what you are doing on this ‘business meetings’, but by the looks of it, it has nothing to do with the pack.”

“Can you get to the point?” I hiss at her.

“The point is this pack cannot function without an Alpha. You need to be more present for your pack members,” my mother chastises me.

“That’s rich coming from you,” I say as I push past my mother.

“What is that supposed to mean?” My mother asks as she grabs my arm and pulls me backward. I can feel her anger prickling at my skin as she glares in my direction.

“It means there are three Alphas of this pack, and they are all gone,” I spit at my mother. “And supposedly, I am the one that doesn’t care about the pack. Now, if you will excuse me. I am already running late.”

I storm out of the front door of the pack house and slam the door behind me. I can still feel my mother’s anger in the air, but I try not to let it get to me. One day, my mother will realize what I am doing is far more important than caring for the pack. I am searching for the truth, and I know it goes deeper than some silly birthmark on my sister’s back.

Plugging Alice’s directions into my GPS, I speed down the road, weaving in and out of cars. I glance at the clock on my dash and realize I will be late. Alice doesn’t like it when we are late.

I pull onto a narrow dirt road and find a worn-out cabin at the end. The glass in the windows are broken, and they are boarded up with random pieces of wood. The front door hands awkwardly on the hinges. Shingles are missing from the roof, and the siding is peeling. The whole cabin looks like it is being held together by magic alone.

Getting out of my car, I survey the area around the cabin. Mist hangs low, making it impossible to see the ground. Lightning strikes loudly in the distance, and I get a terrible feeling.

“There is no way I am going in there,” I mumble.

“You are late,” Alice’s hoarse voice startles me. “And yes, you are.”