The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 73

Erica’s POV

I carefully wrap up my wounded hand, trying to ignore the mate that betrayed me. But that is easier said than done. His hot chocolate and vanilla scent swirls around me and it is like a trigger for my lady parts. All I can think about is how his hands and tongue expertly ran all over my body. I can feel my core tighten and my panties are beginning to get wet. Hopefully the smell of my arousal will be masked by the rest of the smells in the bar.

Bryce is trying his best to explain why he did what he did but I know why he is here and I just want him to get it over with.

“So, do you want to do it or do you want me to?” I ask him.

Bryce’s eyes widen in shock. “I don’t understand.” He is lying and I know it.

“You are here to reject me,” I say with utmost certainty. “We should just get this over with.”

Bryce runs his hand down his face and g****s in frustration. “I thought I came here to reject you,” he tells me honestly. “But now that we are here together, I just want to take you home. I miss you.”

“You didn’t seem to miss me earlier today,” I snap at him.

“What do you want me to do to fix this?” Bryce pleads with me. “If I could take it back I would.”

“I am not asking you to take it back,” I say as I get back to my feet. “To be honest I have slept with someone else as well.”

Bryce looks at me with a shocked look on his face. “That’s impossible. We would have felt it if you betrayed the mate bond.”

“Who says I betrayed the mate bond?” I answer him cryptically.

Bryce gets to his feet and knocks the chair over that he is sitting in. I can see the anger building in his chest as the realization of what happened washes over him. “So, you and Chris ran away so you could be together without Ace and me.”

“No,” I say calmly. “He tracked me down. Just like you and Ace did.”

“So you would rather be alone with Chris, than with the three of us together,” Bryce screams at me.

Heat rushes to my face in embarrassment because I know that all of the dancers are eavesdropping on our conversation.

“Can you lower your voice?” I hiss at him.

“Not until I get an answer,” Bryce yells at me.

“I never planned on running away to be with Chris,” I snap at Bryce. “I ran because you didn’t understand the importance of me needing all three of you to feel complete.”

Bryce scoffs at my response. “It appears that you only need one of us.”

I finished bandaging my hand and look up to stare my mate in the eyes. Even though he towers over me I refuse to back down. “And it would appear that you don’t need me at all to be happy.”

Bryce’s mouth hangs open like a fish out of water. There is something that he wants to say that is on the tip of his tongue but he is holding back.

“So,” I say curtly. “Do you want to reject me or am I going to reject you?”

Bryce continues to stare at me with his mouth opened wide. “I don’t want to reject you,” he says quietly.

“I am not going to let you hurt me every time you decide to sleep with your side piece,” I growl.

“She isn’t a side piece,” Bryce growls at me protectively and that tells me all that I need to know.

“I, Erica, once a member of the West Pack, reject you, Bryce of the North Pack as my mate,” the words flow from my mouth with ease but the pain that accompanies it is not something that I was prepared for.

I begin to pant heavily, trying to ease the pain that is radiating through my chest. I always heard that rejecting a mate bond is one of the most painful things that you can do as a werewolf because you are rejecting something sacred that was given to you by the Moon Goddess. But I didn’t expect it to hurt this bad.

Tears are rolling down my cheeks. Both because of the pain and the loss of one of my mates. I raise my eyes and look at Bryce and he is clutching his heart in pain as well. I glance up at his eyes and he looks like he has been betrayed.

“Accept it,” I say through gritted teeth.

“No,” Bryce says as he runs from the back room of the bar.

As soon as he is gone the dancers in the back room come rushing to my side. Lacey and Stacey hold me in their arms while I cry.

“Are you okay?” Lacey asks as she wipes the tears that are running down my cheeks.

“I think I will be,” I tell her honestly.

Lacey pulls me in for another hug and presses her breasts right into my face. I try to pull myself away from her hug and her breasts but she only holds me tighter.

“I have got to get back out front,” I say as I finally pull myself away from Lacey’s hold.

“I am sure Romeo wouldn’t mind if you took the night off,” Lacey tells me, but the last thing I want is to be alone for the night.

Suddenly the door to the back room flies open and Chris comes storming through it.

Lacey lets go of me and stands in front of me in protection. “Haven’t you done enough?” She snaps at Chris.

Chris looks at her in confusion and I can’t help but laugh a little.

“Lacey,” I chuckle. “This is his brother.”

Lacey eyes him suspiciously before stepping out of the way. “I am watching you,” she tells him as she points two fingers in his direction.

“Come on,” Chris says as he gathers me in his arms. He holds me bridal style and I snuggle into his chest. Breathing in his smooth scent. “I am taking you home.”