The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue – Chapter 199
Oliver’s POV
Alpha Kent leads me into a large living room, and I am not prepared. All three of the Alpha triplets are waiting for me in the living room. When I enter the room, all three men stand to greet me.
I swallow hard as I shake each one of their hands. I make sure to give them a firm handshake so I do not look weak. While I am as tall as the three men, all three of them are much larger than me in terms of muscles and build. I feel like a scrawny teenager standing before these men.
his brothers. “I am Ace. This is Bryce, and that is Chris,” he says as he po
und more confident.
and take mental notes of their subtle differences so I can tell them apart. It is obvious
,” Alpha Chris says with a severe look.
d quickly, “I do, Alpha Chris,” I say quickly.
c***s his head to the side and
you, but I think I can.”
e can’t tell us apart.”
“I will take that bet.”
or bets and games?” Alpha Ace groans at his br
tairs anyway.”
I admit. “But I don’t think this game is necessary.”
out of his brothers.
d that the triplets enjoyed pranks and jokes, but I would have thought they would have outgrown these antics by now. Apparently, not.
e that they have mixed themselves up enough, they stand side by side.
which,” Alpha Bryce sa
Alpha Ace, and Alpha Chris,” I say, like I am already bored.
on his face. “The nerds always can. No offense.”
e, I will be happy.”
ure for me to sit down as well. As soon as I take a seat, a very disheveled Alpha Leo comes into the room. He is precisely the same as I remember. Arrogant and rude.
itle.
Alpha Bryce chuckles.
ou really have a way with words, Leo.”
Ace.
.
down shortly. She is just gettin
Anger courses through my veins as I think about Leo touching what is mine and cheating on the Luna Queen.
verwhelming. Without thinking, I get to my feet, and my legs begin to carry me to the door of the living room.
erd,” Alpha Leo laughs at me.
“He has scented his mate.”
am slightly embarrassed at my actions, but Orion de
he room. Her petite nose is lifted into the air as if she is also hunting down a scent. She is wearing a tight black dress with a plunging neckline. Her milky breasts are peaking out of the top, and I want nothing more than to sink my teeth into her. Tendrils of black hair fall out of her messy bun, framing her perfect face. Her pou
as if she is scared. I pause where I am standing in confusion. I am at war with myself. My wolf wants me to scoop her into my arms and never let go. At the same time, my rational brain is telling me to give her some
me? That is when I put it together.
te is the Luna Que