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.

unassuming about his demeanour, something safe and gentle. He smiled slightly and shrugged.

ar and sitting with her chin propped up on her hands.

ighbouring packs were aware,

bably a stupid rumour,” muttered Calix.“ You‘re going to think it‘s so dumb.”

iny.

del competition show where they pick a couple girls from several p

ith laughter, covering her mouth. “She–wol

y.

Baby Boy Calix‘s favouri

ode!” Added Alex.

e‘d asked them both to be quiet.

del who coaches them was in town supposedly.”

ved on to host a show on the Chomp Network.”

nce. “I love that show!”

” Wondered Danny out

compete. Every episode they have to make a snack in record time and the judges pick the best one…” began Chance.

ly watch Deidre Binx‘s show!” Insisted Calix. Destiny‘s eyes lip up. “Deidre Binx!” “Yeah, that‘s her name!” sai

citedly, jumping up and down a little.

o you think she‘d sign an autograph for me?”

out it. “Her boyfriend or whoever he is…he‘s moody. He‘s pretty grumpy,”

Calix.

st but he showed up today acting like a jerki” Said Destiny.

Asked Calix.

then Deidre Binx is too,” Calix concluded.

ispered Destiny. “But I know where they‘re staying!”

ered in his ear. A smile slowly spread onto the youngest alpha‘s

he 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.

n open. There was no such luck. At least, not on the ground floor.

Calix,” hissed Alex, pointi

rst story above them, there was an open window. A wide open window. Should they just sneak in? Calix was already climbing onto Felix‘s shoulders so

sked Felix.

x to let them in.

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.

gest alpha did not notice it at first. He marvelled at the oil paintings and the marble sculptures, impressed by the talent of the artists.

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

fawned over. What an interesting fascination the art collector had? Was it all from the same artist? The styles suggested otherwise.

, his tone annoyed.

alix hurried

ng table made from very heavy wood, simple and sturdy. There were only two chairs very far apart at the huge table. Her scent coated the tabletop.

his brothers, Chance and the P.I. in.

ed any.

smelled Chasity. Felix rubbed the straight bridge of his nose with

e‘s a new element to it,

link.

his eyes narrowed in anger.

rscent has been watere

owl. Alex shot him a warning look, puttin

ha was

o took Chasity, I‘m going to peal their skin off their flesh, s

howing the others all the depictions of foxes and girls wondering if that meant something. They moved room to room.

x patted his back.

find out from the real estate company who was leasing this house or who

Danny.

they were

ough! masking her scent but her scent itself was different it was…

.

lix.

why Chasity‘s scent is different, Alex said. The eldest alpha‘s heart was racing.

s glassy and wide. They needed to find Chasity and get her away from those

s soon as possible. She would

hasity‘s POV

g at me from their framed photographs was in a different house. I hoped I was still on the pack lands and within range of my alphas. Dante had not come back since I had scratched him.

knocking? A kidnapper

seemed contradictory.

actically a question.

door opened. It was a girl. Her skin was as pale as the moon and her hair as dark as the night‘s sky. She was tall, thin and

over a white T–shirt. She was the

according to Dante. My heart was racing and my breathi

Boss?”