The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 41

Erica’s POV

The drive to the mall is quiet and awkward. Bryce insisted on driving and I refused to sit in the front seat with him. Instead I sat in the back with Ashley. Trying her best to clear the awkwardness between Bryce and I, Ashley chatters away at my side, talking about anything and everything that comes to her mind. I do appreciate her for trying but I am still angry at the brothers for putting their nose where it doesn’t belong.

Bryce pulls into the mall parking lot and quickly finds a spot. As we all exit the SUV I can feel the eyes of the other mall patrons on us as we walk inside. I feel uncomfortable with everyone watching us as we walk inside but Bryce doesn’t seem to notice.

“Why is everyone looking at us?” I g***n as we step inside of the mall.

“It is like this whenever you are with one of the Alpha heirs,” Ashley whispers back to me. “People are constantly wondering who they are with and why. Especially if you are with Bryce.”

“Great,” I m**n miserably. “They are going to think that I am one of his flings.”

Bryce was clearly listening to our conversation because he turns around and begins to walk backwards as he talks to me. “No they won’t, Little Fox.” He says with a smile on his face. “I have never taken on of my flings shopping.”

Jealousy courses through my veins as I think about Bryce being with other women when I have never been with anyone before. I can feel hot tears of anger burning my eyes as I think about it. Sensing that I am getting angry, Bryce wraps his arm around my shoulder and places a k**s on my cheek. Tingles spread throughout my body and no matter how hard I try I cannot stay angry with him. It was before he knew that I was his mate.

Ashley drags me from store to store. She shoves me into the dressing room in each store and forces me to try on numerous amounts of clothes. Her and Bryce sit outside of the dressing room and chant “fashion show, fashion show, fashion show.” I am forced to come out of the dressing rooms and show them each outfit. Bryce insisted on buying every outfit that I tried on whether I liked them or not. He insisted that they all looked great on me.

Bryce makes several trips out to the SUV to place the bags upon bags into the trunk. During one of his trips out to the SUV, Ashley drags me out into Victoria’s Secret. My face turns beet red as she thrusts different lingerie items into my hands and then pushes me towards the dressing room.

Standing in the dressing room I look at the scantily clad items that Ashley pushed into my arms. I yell through the door. “I am not trying these on.”

“Fine,” Ashley g****s in dissatisfaction. “But you are buying them all.”

Looking at the price tags I can’t believe that something with such little fabric costs so much money. “I can’t get them all,” I gulp. “It is too much.”

I open the door to the dressing room and Ashley grabs all of the items from my hands. “You are getting them all. I have seen your panties and you need new ones.”

Blush rushes to my face as I remember the fact that everyone in the pack house has seen my panties and bras because the triplets hid them all over the pack house.

Ashley takes all of the items to the cashier and she rings up all of the items and wraps them delicately in tissue paper. Bryce tracks us down just in time to see the last time being put in the bag.

“Well, well, well,” he laughs with excitement. “What do we have here?”

“I am just updating Erica’s wardrobe,” Ashley says with a smirk on her face. She hands the cashier the platinum card and Bryce is practically bouncing up and down with excitement.

“Did you buy something in blue?” Bryce asks as he tries to peek in the bags. “I bet her skin looks amazing in blue.”

“I guess you will just have to wait and see,” Ashely says with a smirk on her face.

Bryce leans into me, and whispers next to my ear. “I can’t wait to see what you bought. Fashion show when we get home?”

Shoving Bryce away from me playfully and I refuse to answer him. I know that I won’t be able to say no to them if they ask me for a fashion show when I get home.

Taking his phone out of his pocket, Bryce takes a picture of the Victoria’s Secret bags and sends them to Ace and Chris. Immediately my phone begins to buzz in my pocket.

Looking at Bryce, I g***n before I answer my phone.

“What,” I say as I answer the phone.

“What is in those bags?” Ace asks curiously.

“Did Bryce get to see you in them?” Chris chimes in.

“What is in those bags is none of your business,” I whisper into my phone. “And no, Bryce didn’t get to see any of them.”

“Can we see when you get home,” Ace begs and I can hear the excitement in his voice.

“I don’t know,” I mumble. “I will think about it.”

Bryce is standing behind me chanting, “fashion show, fashion show…”

Turning quickly, I tell him to “Shut up.”

On the other head of the phone, Ace and Chris are chanting the same thing now. I can feel myself being overcome with embarrassment and I hang up the phone without saying goodbye.

Before I have a chance to take several steps my phone is buzzing in my pocket once again. Groaning as I pull it out of my pocket I answer it once again.

“What,” I hiss into the phone and I almost drop the phone when I hear the voice on the other end of the call.

“Erica,” my mother’s voice comes through the other line. “Are you okay?”