Her Triplet Alphas – Chapter 41: Sount
Third Person Calix was preparing to work his irresistible charm on this human bartender. He sighed to himself, making sure she heard him. His mind–linked his brothers to be quiet and let him do the talking. They scowled at him but were quiet. Danny and Chance were on either end of the triplets. All five were leaning on the bar with a beer in front of them each. Destiny, the human bartender, turned to Calix when he sighed.
“Can I get you arıything else?” Asked Destiny.
Calix frowned and shook his head. He put his head in his hands. Bartenders were therapists who happened to sell and mix drinks. They couldn‘t resist the troubled.
ed Destiny.
e last handsome werewolf she had befriended was being a j
d sitting with her chin propped up on her hands.
was in town but it‘s probably a stupid rumour,” muttered Calix.“ You‘re going to think it‘s so dumb.”
lix, his eyes lighting up.
th. “She–wolf Supermodel Search?”
e.”
hing that,” giggled Destiny.
‘s favourite show!” Exclaimed Fel
ded Alex.
uiet.
supermodel who coaches them was in town supposedly.”
anymore though! She moved on to host a show on the Chomp Network.”
t?” Wondered Danny o
de they have to make a snack in record time and the judges pick the best one…” began Chance.
y excitedly, jumping up and down a little.
alix‘s eyes widened.
umbled Destiny.
e mean to you?” Asked Calix.
et beer mug with a dish towel. “So if he‘s in town then Deidre Binx is too,” Calix concluded.
whispered Destiny. “But I know where they‘re staying!”
iny whispered in his ear. A smile slowly spread onto the youngest alpha‘s face.
of the huge mansions in the same area whee Moxie and Roxie had thrown their party. The house was made of grey stone and brick. It stood out against the lily–white freshly fallen snow.
gest alpha went neglected to rink the doorbell. He prowled around the side of the house, checking windows and doors to see if anything had been open. There was no such luck. At least, not on th
k, C
just sneak in? Calix was already climbing onto Felix‘s shoulders so that he could reach the the open window. Felix hoisted him
the doors on the ground floor.”
ointed to the back. Danny, Chance, Felix and Alex made their way to the back door of the house to wait for Calix to let them in.
a medieval feel to it. It reminded him of a castle. He wondered what year the house had been built. Every item in the house seemed like an antique, a relic from the past.
artists.
ix noticed the theme. There were foxes present in almost every art piece especially the paintings. They were usually skulking in the background or peaking out from behind a tree trunk or just coming out of their den. That made sense. Foxes were stealthy.
displayed, lavishly dressed and out in the open, being admired or fawned over. What an interesting fascination the art collector had? Was it all from the same artist? The styles suggested
What are you d
t good to the alpha. It was his mate! He tailed the scent, all thoughts of finding a staircase and getting to the back door forgotten.
a staircase. It was stronger downstairs. He found a dining room with a huge fireplace. There was a long table made from very heavy woo
e and the P.I. in.
yet encountered any.
inger
to it,
–link.
magic to mute the scent and weaken it to hide her better, i said Chance, his eyes narrowed in anger.
o you won‘t smell her on them.
growl. Alex shot him a warni
ddle alpha was
who took Chasity, I‘m going to p
ons of foxes and girls wondering if that meant something. They mo
that smelled so strongly of Chasity that Calix curled up on the bed just to be surroun
t have time for t
she was here but isn‘t now.
company who was leasing this house or who
we can got from there, said Danny.
y were
was different it was…
the sudden movement.
Felix.
eart was racing.
ked Calix, getting worried.
and get her away from those
as soon as possible. She would need
w element is another person…a baby
sity‘s POV
was becoming certain that thi
jumped a little. A kidnapper was knocking? A kidnapper
respected my privacy? That seemed contrad
?” I said, my tone very unsure and pr
was a girl. Her skin was as pale as the m
overalls over a white T–shirt. She was the
y heart was racing and my breathing hitched in my throat.
“Are you B