The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 53

Erica’s POV

Ashley left hours ago and I am already lonely without her. But I need to do this for myself. Chris abandoned the mate bond and left me just hours after taking my virginity. Ace and Bryce don’t seem to understand why I need all three of them.

‘You didn’t give them a chance to understand,’ Envy growls in my mind. ‘You ran after one fight.’

‘I ran after a fight I was not going to win,’ I tell her as I look through the minimal clothes that I brought with me.

I don’t think any of the clothes I own could be considered sexy but maybe I can make something work. Pulling out my old school uniform skirt and a black tank top I think about how I can make it sexy.

I put on the skirt and it still reaches my knees. It’s way too long. This isn’t sexy at all. Measuring about 6 inches up my legs I make a cut with scissors. Taking a deep breath I hastily cut all the way around the skirt. The cut is uneven and causing the fabric to unravel but I doubt anyone will notice if I am behind the bar.

Now to make the top sexier. Chewing on the inside of my cheek I decide to cut holes all over tank top. I pull it back over my head and slip the skirt back on my h**s.

‘You look homeless,’ Envy says and she laughs at me.

I push her roughly into the back of my mind and try to ignore her howls of laughter. As I look in the tiny mirror I disagree with her. My ample cleavage and hot pink bra are peeking out through the holes in my tank top and my round a*s is almost showing out of the bottom of my skirt. I think this qualifies as hot and sexy, but I need a man’s opinion.

Tying my hair into a messy bun with the scrap I cut off my skirt I try to look at myself in the tiny mirror. This will have to do until I can go shopping for some more appropriate work clothes.

Just as I am about to leave my new apartment to go to my new job, there is a knock on my door. I freeze on my side of the door and panic that one of the brothers has found me.

“Umm…” I call out. “Who’s there?”

“It’s me, Enzo.” He says awkwardly.

I open the door and am met with his brooding face and his brown eyes. His eyes trail over my body and his eyes darken as he looks at me.

“Romeo told me to dress sexy. I don’t own sexy,” I try to explain stupidly. It feels wrong having another man’s eyes on me.

“I think you did okay,” Enzo clears his throat. “You’ve got a trashy school girl thing going on,”

“Is that a good thing?” I ask, c*****g my head to the side curiously.

“It’s a very good thing,” Enzo laughs. “Who knew you had that body under that good girl sundress?”

I swallow hard. This conversation is being to make me uncomfortable. “Was there something you needed?”

“Oh yeah,” Enzo tears his gaze away from my cleavage and looks me back in my eyes. “The tenants in 4B just moved out and left a futon. I thought you might want it.”

I wrinkle my nose at the thought of sharing a futon with a stranger. “Were they clean people?”

“Clean enough,” Enzo shrugs his shoulders.

I look around my empty apartment and sigh. I don’t really have anything to sleep on and a futon would be nice. “I don’t have time to get it now,” I tell Enzo. “I am getting ready to head to work.”

“Are you walking dressed like that?” Enzo asks surprised.

“Well. I was going to put on a jacket.” I say as I look down at my outfit.

“This isn’t the type of neighborhood you are used to,” Enzo says quietly. “You could get hurt out there.”

I laugh at Enzo. “I can take care of myself.”

Enzo looks me up and down. “I know what you are and I still don’t think that it is safe for you to be walking alone.”

I begin to feel uncomfortable, I have let a human know what I am before. “What am I?”

“You are one of them.” Enzo says. “Don’t worry your secret is safe with me.”

I begin to chuckle uncomfortably. “One of what?”

“You know… a wolf person.” Enzo says. “I know Romeo is one too.”

“A wolf person?” I genuinely laugh. “I think you have been watching too many scary movies.”

He walks up to me and looks me up and down with his brown eyes. “You definitely don’t look like you are from a scary movie.”

“I have a mate,” I spit out before he can reach out and touch me.

Enzo backs away from me and shakes his head. “I knew you were one,” he smiles at me. “Only one of you would call your boyfriend a mate.”

“Whatever,” I say as I grab my jacket and cover my outfit for the night. The jacket is a good two or three inches longer than my skirt. “I need to get to work so I can pay you my rent.”

“Let me walk you,” Enzo says quickly.

I walk out of my apartment and he basically runs after me like a love sick puppy. “I told you that I don’t need you to walk me. I can take care of myself. I have been well trained in how to fight.”

“I know,” Enzo says. “I just thought we could get to know one another a little better on the way there.”

“I already told you, I have a mate.” I roll my eyes at him.

“I am not trying to date you,” Enzo says almost angrily. “I am just trying to get to know my newest tenant.”

“Whatever,” I say again. “You can walk with me if you are able to keep up.”