The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue – Chapter 149

Ace’s POV

Even with thousands of miles between us, I can feel my brothers pleasuring our mate. My c**k is rock hard as I feel her arousal through the mate bond. I toss and turn in my lonely bed, trying to get comfortable. I know that I could feel jealous that I am not there to partake in her pleasure, but I am not. Sexually frustrated, yes. But not jealous.

My phone buzzes on the bedside table. I look at the clock on the table and the glow of the dial tells me that it is just past midnight. Sleepily I grab my phone and look at the caller ID, it is Bryce.

the phone.

uckle.

c**k is rock hard because you all cannot keep your hands off our mate,

n’t telling me that you are jealous?” Bryce co

ignore Bryce’s jabs at

as if he doesn’t care. “I had my turn ea

of a baby crying is still in the background of the phone call. “Is

nts to be attached to Erica constantly.”

We got some more information from Doctor Wilson earlier today.”

d,” he says shyly.

laid,” I groan.

ly,” Bryce laughs. “Anyway, Doctor Wilson led us to b

wouldn’t betray us like that,” I yell through the phone.

e was so loved that it would take the three of us to fill his shoes. There is no way that he would betray us, the North Pack, and the rest of the packs by teaming up with my mother.

k him for more information,” I demand.

ossible,” Bryce chokes out.

ger keep him alive.”

forehead with my hand, I slowly run my hand down my face. “You did what?”

Dad.”

own on the bed. I know where our father is. I have known for months now. It never occurred to me that Mom would run to him. It feels like too much of an obvious choice. Thoughts race through my mind.

know where Dad is,” I finall

eams.

e will see

in and Bryce hangs up the phone without even saying goodbye.

ubt my mother would have taken her army of rogues with her to be with my father. If there is one thing that my father cannot stand it is rogues.

t. What if my brothers are right? How will I convince my father to hand her over?

nd the roof is patched with pieces of plywood.

the car, my father runs

lling before you come out here to visit.”

?”

er I begin to make my way into the house. My father

sk with a low growl.

rection.

me and shakes his head nervously. “She… She… She isn’t here,” he stutters.

My father is a horrible liar.

o you know what she has done?” I raise my voice to him for the first

you know what tha

k from my father and suppress the growl that

ur begins to sprout over my body. A snarl leaves my lips as the clothes rip from my body and I fall onto all fours. My wolf, Azul, takes over and lunges at my father.