The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 83

Ace’s POV

I walk outside with my brothers on either side of me. I know that I have made amends with Chris but I still haven’t spoken with Bryce since he brought that b***h into the house. Either way, it feels right walking down the stairs with my brothers. It feels like things are getting back to the way things used to be before women and mate bonds came between us.

When Bryce left Chris’s bedroom after talking to Erica he was covered in her scent. In fact, I can still smell her mouth watering scent all over him now. I am not sure they got much talking done. But until he gets rid of that b***h, Amber, I will not be ready to make things right between us.

I don’t know how to forgive Erica. I thought that I was ready to forgive her and bring her home. But my jealousy had gotten the best of me and I got angry when I heard that she left the bar with Chris that night. What made him so special that she was willing to run into his arms and not my own. I am not the one that betrayed her and I didn’t run away after taking her virginity. As far as I am concerned I am the only innocent one in this whole group.

But my wolf, Azul, has convinced me to put my anger aside for the night and enjoy our first hunt with the pack. It is what our father expects of us.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, casting a pale glow over the forest. A group of male werewolves are already waiting at the edge of the forest. They are talking with one another cheerfully, obviously oblivious to the internal strife that is happening inside of the pack house.

My father stands in front of the group and everyone immediately falls silent. “Tonight’s hunt is a special hunt. Tonight it is the first hunt that my sons get to join us on. Today we pass on a tradition to the future Alphas of our pack.”

The group of males begins to clap and cheer loudly. My father begins to strip out of the gym shorts that he has on and then shifts into his massive black werewolf. The other men are standing around, shuffling back and forth on their feet, impatiently.

Bryce leans into me and says “I think they are waiting for us to shift.”

Our father’s wolf huffs in our direction.

I share a look with my brothers and we strip our shorts off and shift into our wolves. I notice that it takes Chris a little longer to shift into his wolf. I wonder if it is because of the time that he spent as a rogue.

As soon as we shift I can hear the sound of hundreds of wolves’ bones cracking and shifting behind us. I turn around and I see wolves of every color and shape shifted behind us. My father’s wolf lifts his nose to the air and lets out a long howl.

Azul takes off running through the woods following my father through the woods. My senses are heightened, my eyesight sharper, and my hearing is more acute than ever before. I peek over my shoulder as I run and see the pack running behind me in coordinated and swift movements.

As we stalk through the forest, I catch the scent of a rogue werewolf. I pause in my steps and lift my nose to the air and let out a little yelp to get my dads attention. My father also stops in his tracks and lifts his nose to the air. I know that he too smells the rogue. The pack pauses behind us, everyone’s ears are perked up on high alert.

A rogue werewolf is not something to be fooled with. They can often be unpredictable and dangerous, depending on how long they have been rogue. Sometimes they can become more wolf than man. That is why we were so concerned when Chris and Erica went missing. We didn’t want the same thing to happen to them.

The scent of the rogue werewolf is strong and clear, letting us all know that the rogue is close by. Suddenly, a growl echoes through the night. It is my father’s howl. He is warning us all that we are in danger and to prepare for an attack.

But my father’s warning was too late. The rogue werewolf had already pounced, launching itself at my father with lightning fast speed. I watch in horror as my father fights back fiercely, his claws and teeth tearing into the rogue’s flesh. Without hesitation my brothers and I join in, attacking the rogue from all sides.

The fight is brutal and intense, with the sound of snarling and growling echoing through the forest. But my brothers and I are determined to protect my father from harm. The rogue, however, is relentless, and it seems that we may not be a match for his strength and ferocity.

Just when it seems like all was lost a strange energy fills the air. I feel a surge of power coursing through my body. I don’t know where the power is coming from but I know that the power is giving me the strength to fight back harder and faster than before.

With the final surge of power I lunge myself towards the rogue and rip out his throat. He falls lifelessly to the ground at my father’s feet. My father’s wolf is panting heavily as b***d drips from his body. I don’t know who the b***d belongs to, him or the rogue. My father takes several steps forward and he collapses on the ground. His wolf whines out in pain as he tries to get back to his feet.

Suddenly I catch a flash of white out of the corner of my eye. By the time I turn my head it is gone. It looked like a white wolf running off in the distance. I shake my head intensely, I am clearly seeing things.

As I turn back to my father’s body he has shifted back into his human form. Without all of the covering his body I can see every injury and it is not good. Shifting back into my human form I place him on the back of Chris’s wolf, Cyan.

“Take him to the hospital,” I scream at my brother’s wolf. “You will get there faster than the ambulance can get to us.”