Her Triplet Alphas – Chapter 45: Throwing Tantrums

Chasity’s POV

I woke up back in the chic bedroom. I flew off the bed and launched myself at the door. I tugged on the knob with such force it came off in my hands. I roared in anger. Why?! What did Deidre Binx want from me? She claimed to be a friend of my dearly departed mother but she announced her death to me callously and kidnapped me! I started tearing apart the room.

I smashed every framed photograph by tearing it off the wall and hurling it across the room or smashing it on the floor. There was glass everywhere.

culty with whatever damage I had done to the doorknobs. He was panting, worry evident in his face.

doing?” He screamed.

E?!” I screeched. “Wh

holding my arms still. I kicked and screamed with all my might.

ng this any easier on yourself!” Yelled Da

one sounded defeated. He was panting. He released me.

I sat on the floor.

o them.

shut his eyes tightly causing more tears to fall.

my breathing rate and pulse slowe

hands.

t controlling herself. She had a short-temper. She shifted once in a human town in the middle of a diner and ac

and the other was the owner of the place. She wasn’t perfect but I adored her beyond words,” D

ire hunting,” explained Dante

at him, engro

ers. I’m not sure,” said Dante, sniffling.

it my Goldie right in the chest through her back. I was just relieved she didn’t suffer long. I crashed the car. I was too distraught to focus or to want to live. The car went up in flames. I thought I would die too, but I didn’t,” he said, his eyes widening.

ared at him.

ing it organised the ambulance. They were werewolves. My Goldie, my little Georgia, she was already gone. They worked on me till I got

verything healed but I had no zeal for life anymore. Not without my mate. The leader of the weird group, the Mother or Madame took an interest in me. She helped me get revenge. W

e one of those werewolf hunters in cold bloodHer mate had died too! And she said I reminded her of him. She said she…changed

ked, confused. “Replace my mate,” said Dante, his eyes shimmering with tears.

more to it,” he said simply. “I won’t cheat on the triplets,” I insisted.

nse to me.

ash me? Erase my memories? What was going to happen to me and my baby? Surely Dant

r him.

Dan

s. I’m engaged to them. It’s a done deal.”

long pause of utter

dly.

mbled a little. Triplets wherever you are come get mr right away! || mind linked hoping

or wizard or two and a sprinkling of vampires. Everyone was cheering and yelling. Most were standing, crowing around the cage where the fight would take place. The cage was cylindrical with a domed roof like a huge bird cage.

royer and Icy Blue for Blanche the Avalanche. The triplets were thankful none of them were wearing red or blue. Felix was in all black as usual, Alex in all grey and Calix in all white.

red with pictures and memorabilia from past fights. There were booths lining the walls and these were almost all taken too.

by. She turned to scow! at him then got a proper look at him. Her eyes practically bulged out of her head. She lieked her lips looking him up and down. She smiled and said, “Right this way, Sir.”

erself with a menu.

sleeves and a black apron over it. They all wore high-heeled black pumps with their hair in ponytails.

er customers.

the triplets could hear.

riplets again “She’s human sorry,” said Melissa

walked up a few steps leading to a slightly raised platform of booths that seemed as thou

triplets.

Melissa.

“Lowkey,” said Calix, glaring at Felix. “A co

booth with a clear view of the cage. “Anyone else joining you?” Melissa asked.

us as soon as they get here,” instructed Alex, slipping a hundred dollar bill into her apron pocket.

he waitress. It’s just business,” said Calix. “Yeah but she gets jealous easily,” Felix said smirking. “If Chasity were here we wouldn’t be here,” muttered Alex, sighing. They all sighed in unison. Melissa reappeared with Chance and D

drinks or food right now.

x, annoyed.

of the cage and the fans in blue crowded the other.

he announcer.

ns in blue yelled

as a pale platinum-blond werewolf with icy blue eyes clad in blue shorts. He was missing an eyebrow. He bared his fangs and everyone cheered.

corner, we have two hundred and twenty pounds of lean, mean, fighting machine. At six foot four, let’s get him out on the floor it’s Dante the Destro

e cage, bare torso, red shorts, black eyes.

his nose. He got down from the VIP seating platform and w

d tell the fighters to begin. Felix roared in anger. Dante smelled like his mate, his Chasity. The alpha wa