Her Triplet Alphas – Chapter 51: Family Fiasco and Fainting

Chasity’s POV

Doctor Jardine was a psychiatrist and a psychologist. She sat across from all of us on a mint green chair. The wallpaper in her office was an abstract swirl of pastel colours that made me feel woozy. I was sandwiched between Calix and Alex with Felix nervously glancing at me every few seconds from where he sat on Alex’s other side. We occupied the pastel blue couch.

The pastel pink one on our right housed my mother, father and Grandpa Chance. The muted yellow couch on our left was where Ronnie and Romeo sat. Ronnie was sitting cross-legged and was jiggling her top leg nervously. Her Louis Vuitton was in danger of flying off and having its heel enter the wallpaper like a throwing dart.

here to iron out any old grudges and seek a greater level o

cleared his throat. Ronnie huffed. “Who would like to start?” Ask

ngry and ashamed at the same time.

m.

st days and my parents.. they made it worse. I make no excuses for myself. I was a bully.

She cooked. She cleaned. She was like a little maid. I’m not sure why we even expected her to ever be in a good mood.

point of my parents treating her so… subpar?” Felix mused more to himself than everyone else.

r was seething, taking deep b

she was unwanted,” said Romeo. My father rushed to get up but my mother and Grandpa Chance held him back.

own.

d thus you had no inkling of whether or not we wanted to help,” said Romeo.

rimming in her eyes, “but no we didn’t want to tak

ally wanted me as their adopted daughter or step niece or anything like

of care and friendliness.

se. You made her into a little servant! A child labourer! If the triplets hadn’t realised Chasity was their mate, would the subpar treatment have ever stopped?!” Asked my Mom. She was shaking.

minimum: food, clothing and healthcare. Nothing less, nothing more,” grumbled Romeo.

ot a good time to mention there were times

, only what was allowed me and I ate different meals to the ones the triplets and the former alpha and luna got. I sighed, leaning my head back on the couch.

y gently with his thumb

boys.

tion, no guidance, just food and shelter and healthcare as you say. Would you be angry at that someone or would you understand where he

never leave my kids in the first place!” Said Ronni

e.

said indignantly.

wracked her body.

nd rubbed her back. My father cradled her to his chest. “I’m so sorry too, Chasity and Chance,” he said. “We really should have let you two

do maid work was wrong,” said Ronnie softly. “I know that. L. I’m sorry Chasity,” said Ronnie as though it caused her physical pain to have to apologise to the likes of me.

…sorry too, Chasity,” he said slowly as though the words tasted pungent.

anyone.

ey could’ve raised Chasity themselves or seen the truth that she would have been better off with Chance.

grudge against a child is ridiculous and making a child into an unpaid worker is inexcusable.

opinion. The only person who was blameless in all of this was Chasity herself. She was just an innocent little girl and it’s something that makes me feel

know I’ve said sorry a lot but there’s no harm in saying it again. I’m sorry for making a bad situation worse Chasity, my Luna, by being such a huge

en the transition from that to mates would have been easier. Smooth even.

arents didn’t set the best example but the ol

little I’d contributed to the session.

tart. “I was devastated when my parents d

en I’m not expecting them and that’s when they’re sharp and vivid.”

rn on her face. “Yeah?” I replied.

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder or PTSD?” She asked.

id softly. “That would explain the foggy memory, the f

as this sense of impending doom.

ax Focus on the sound of my voice said the doctor.

d out