The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 29

Erica’s POV

I walk slowly back to Chris’s room. In my mind I try to practice the speech that Ashley and I had put together in her room. She was right. If anyone could help me figure out what happened to my parents it would be the triplets. Hopefully they care for me enough to dig around to find out some of the information that I am looking for.

Standing outside of Chris’s room, I fiddle with my fingers. I don’t know if I am supposed to knock or if I can just walk right in.

‘These are your mates,’ Envy sounds off in my head. ‘Just walk right in.’

‘But what if they are talking about… me,” I continue to hesitate outside of the door.

‘So what,’ Envy says with a chuckle. ‘It is probably all good things.’

Leaning my ear up against the door I listen for the brothers but I don’t hear any of them talking. Lifting my nose to the air, the smell of hot chocolate fills my senses. I know that they are inside. If I can sense them I am sure they can sense me. Placing my hand on the doorknob I twist and walk slowly into the bedroom.

All three brothers are sitting on the bed playing video games on large screen television on the wall. “I told you it would take her less than five minutes to walk in,” Bryce says as he mashes the buttons on the controller.

“And I said I wasn’t betting because it is against the rules,” Chris says as he elbows Bryce in the side.

“It isn’t betting if there isn’t a prize. Isn’t that right, Little Fox,” Bryce says with a grin spread across his face.

“Do you guys bet over everything?” I ask with my arms crossed over my chest.

“Everything but you,” Ace says as he presses the buttons on his gaming controller loudly. “It keeps things interesting.”

I roll my eyes at the three of them playing video games and taking bets on everything. But I cannot help but think about how cute they are at the moment and a strange feeling begins to tingle between my legs.

Chris immediately turns his head in my direction and sniffs the air. “What exactly did you need?” He asks and I can tell that his eyes are darkened with l**t.

Suddenly memories of him nestled between my legs flicker through my mind. The tingling between my legs becomes more intense and I press my legs together trying to relieve some of the pressure that is building. Before all three of them realize that I am turned on I decide that I better ask for what I need.

“I… umm… was hoping you could help me with something.” I say timidly.

“We can help you with whatever you need,” Bryce says, dropping his controller.

“No,” I wave my hands in front of me. “I need a favor.”

“What kind of favor?” Ace is the last one to turn his attention away from the tv screen.

“I need to know what happened to my parents,” I say quickly.

“Sweetheart,” Ace says a little too gently. “I don’t think that is something we can help you with.”

My heart is pounding and I can feel myself getting angry. I ball my fists up at my side and a tiny growl escapes from my lips. The boys are watching me carefully as if waiting for me to explode.

“It isn’t that we don’t want to help you,” Chris butts in before I lose my temper. “We have already asked our father what happened and I am sure we were told the same thing that you were.”

“What were you told?” I ask curiously.

“That your parents were framed for a crime within the West Pack,” Bryce says with a sad look on his face.

“That’s more than I was told,” I say as I make my way over to the bed and flop down behind where the brothers are sitting.

“What were you told?” Ace asks me.

“That there was a misunderstanding and I couldn’t return to the West Pack,” I fight back the tears that are threatening to fall from my eyes.

“Is this really important to you?” Bryce asks.

Raising my head off of the bed I look at him like he has lost his damn mind. “Of course it is important to me,” I snap at him. “If it was your parents how would you feel?”

“Sorry, that was a stupid question,” Bryce’s face is beet red.

“No,” I sigh. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I shouldn’t have snapped at any of you. It isn’t your fault that you were told anything either.”

“You know that you are safe here. Right?” Ace asks me quietly.

“I know,” I say sadly. “I just worry that I won’t ever be happy if I don’t know what happened to my parents. My father was my biggest hero and my mother was my best friend. Before you three, they were all that I had in this world.”

“Triplet meeting,” Ace blurts out and the three brothers huddle together on the other side of the room.

Sitting up in the bed I watch them curiously as they talk amongst themselves. They have their arms draped over each other’s shoulders and every once in a while one of them will look up at me and smile before slinking back down into the huddle. After about five minutes of quiet discussion the boys break up their huddle and turn to me. Ace and Bryce have smiles on their faces but Chris looks serious.

“We will help you find out what you are looking for,” Ace says.

“But you have to promise us that no matter what we find,” Bryce continues.

“You cannot be angry with us,” Chris continues.

“Why would I be angry with you all for something my parents did?” My eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“Just promise us that we won’t get caught up in the crosshairs of this ‘misunderstanding.'” Chris makes me promise.

“I promise,” but as I say the words it makes me wonder if the triplets know more than what they are letting on?”