The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 92

Ace’s POV

I drag myself up the stairs of the Royal Mansion. I spent all day at the hospital with my mother, even though my brothers had left long ago. I have been awake for more than two days and I feel like I am dead on my feet. As I reach the top of the stairs, I see Amber rolling a suitcase down the hallway, mumbling obscenities under her breath.

“Where are you going?” I ask her curiously.

“Home,” she says shortly.

“But I thought that you were going to be Bryce’s chosen mate?” I am too tired to put two and two together.

“He decided to be with that… rogue,” Amber says angrily. She pushes by me and storms down the stairs with her suitcase bouncing off the stairs behind her.

I suppose that I could have offered to help her to the car with her suitcase, but the truth is, I hate the b***h. Plus I have more important things on my mind. The more I think about my father’s words, I know that I need to make things right with Erica. She is a gift from the Moon Goddess and that is not something that is to be taken lightly.

I am sure since Bryce kicked Amber to the curb, that he will be accepting Erica as well. If I know Bryce as well as I think that I do, I know that Bryce will waste no time in marking her.

Making my way to my bedroom I walk past Bryce’s door and I can hear muffled voices coming from inside his room. The scent of lavender is heavy around the doorway and I know that Erica is in the room with him. Taking a deep breath I place my hand on the doorknob and I am surprised when it turns easily.

As soon as I enter the room I am hit with the scent of arousal. My eyes dart to the bed and I see Erica lying naked on top of Chris and Bryce is inspecting something on Erica’s neck.

“It just looks incomplete,” Bryce says with a sad look on his face.

They f*****g marked her. They marked her without me. I can feel anger rising in my chest.

“That’s because it is. I am glad to see that you all decided to mark her without me.” I growl loudly.

The three of them look at me with shocked looks on their faces. Erica chews on her bottom l*p nervously. I get so angry that I know that I have to leave the room or I will say something hurtful.

I storm out of the bedroom and slam the door behind me. As soon as I am outside in the hallway I run my fingers through my hair, tugging on it roughly. “Those mother fuckers,” I growl angrily.

Rushing to my room, I close my door, and let tears rush down my face. I can’t help but feel betrayed by the three of them. I know there was no agreement between the three of us regarding when and how we would mark her. But I cannot believe that they would mark her without me.

A light knock on my door catches my attention. I don’t have to lift my nose to the air to smell her scent to know that it is Erica on the other side. I wipe the tears from my eyes and check my eyes in the mirror to make sure it doesn’t look like I have been crying. Flinging the door open, I am prepared to scream at her but when I see the scared look in her eyes I can’t. But I am not prepared to forgive her so easily either.

“Can I help you?” I ask her as I look her up and down.

Erica is wearing nothing but one of my brothers t-shirts and a mark glistens on her neck. My eyes linger on the mark and Bryce is right. It doesn’t look complete. She is shuffling back and forth on her feet, twisting the hem of the oversized t-shirt in her fingers.

“I think that we need to talk,” she whispers as she looks at the ground.

“What is there to talk about?” I snap at her. “You let my brothers mark you.”

“I didn’t know that was what was going to happen,” she says. “But I didn’t mark them in return.”

Erica refuses to look up at me while she speaks. I can tell that she feels guilty for what happened. Grabbing Erica by the arm, I pull her into my room and shut the door behind her. Erica jumps at the sound of the door slamming behind her. She briefly looks up at me and I can see the fear in her eyes.

“How could you do that to me?” I ask her. “How could you exclude me from a moment so important?”

“I told you. I didn’t know that was what was going to happen.” She sniffs back tears.

“Why didn’t you tell them no?” I ask. “Why didn’t you wait until all three of us could be there?”

Erica finally looks up at me and I can see the hurt in her eyes. “Because at the moment, I wanted them to. Now I know that they both want me and I needed to know that. I am sorry if that hurts you. How can I make this up to you?”

I laugh at her. “There is nothing that you can do to make this up to me. It is too late.”

“So you are just going to be angry about this forever?” Erica begins to cry.

“I just need some time,” I try to explain to her. “I need to make sure that this is what I really want.”

Tears are streaming down Erica’s face. I want to feel horrible for ruining a moment that is meant to be so special but I cannot bring myself to feel anything but jealousy and anger in this moment.

“Before you make up your mind, I want to show you something,” Erica says through her tears.

“What can you possibly want to show me?” I g***n.

Erica holds her head high and offers me a weak smile. “Just humor me.”

“Okay then show me.” I cross my arms over my chest and glare at her.

“I can’t show you here,” Erica says.