Filed to story: The Luna Mated to Triplet Alphas Novel
Whoa! I had not known that. I wondered if Felix had known. He probably didn’t. He would’ve gone ballistic over that. He had been quite protective over Roxie, though not nearly as much as Chasity. He was actually entering into the realm of overprotectiveness and sheer paranoia when it came to Chasity. Felix was an artist too, just like Roxie, so he would have understood how awful that must have been for her.
“But, you’re popular! You’re outgoing! You’ve always had…friends, money! You’re pretty,” said Chasity, seemingly shocked that anyone would dare to bully Roxie.
“None of those things made any difference. Everyone hoped to be Luna and they acted crazily over it. Alex’s girlfriend at the time, my friend Clair, dealt with the same thing,” said Roxie.
What?! Clair had never told me that! What was with these girls?! Why were they all so keen on covering up the misdeeds of their own bullies? I instantly became worried about Chasity. Clair had been a gentle soul, similar to Chasity. What else was Chasity hiding? Was she still getting mistreated by students or other pack members or even our own parents? Chasity had thought our mother had hired the kidnapper. Maybe, Mom was still being extra snarky behind my back even though I had told her she wasn’t allowed to have any serious talks with Chasity without me or my brothers present.
“So did Rosie! She was Calix’s girlfriend,” continued Roxie. “But people who behave that way aren’t worth your time. Any self-respecting girl would let go when a guy meets his mate.”
I had let go when Clair had met a guy whom she believed would be her mate. I had been a bit miffed because it had happened three months before her eighteenth birthday. In the interim, Felix had thoroughly enjoyed telling me I had gotten “dumped for a mature college guy who may or may not be Clair’s mate” as I had been seventeen at the time. However, she had been right. He turned out to be her mate and they started dating seriously after her milestone birthday.
“Why did you and Felix break up?” Asked Chasity.
Felix had not told her this?
“I met my mate, Deacon,” said Roxie. “And Felix was so happy for me. He really was. He hoped to find his mate soon too! He was never quiet about how much he wanted to meet her.”
I smiled. My brothers and I had all felt that way about our future mate and now we had found her. She had been right under our noses the whole time.
“Also, the relationship wasn’t perfect, we did fight. We’d argue a lot. He called me Charity by accident like twice,” said Roxie, laughing.
I winced at the mention of Chasity’s old mean-spited nickname. I had never called a girl Chasity or Charity by accident but I had signed a card for one of my exes: To my Dearest Chasity, Love Always Alex. The girl’s name had been Beth. Beth still hated me to this day. She was convinced Chasity was the other woman and not the girl my parents had taken in. Chasity had been dusting nearby while I had been signing the card. Not that it mattered. Chasity had always been on my mind or in the back of it regardless of how near or far she was.
“So I’m not surprised,” added Roxie.
Come to think of it, I was not that surprised Chasity was ours either.
“You were only seventeen at the time and Felix and I were twenty. We had dated back in high school for a bit when I was head cheerleader and he was the star quarterback. People seemed to like us being together but we weren’t compatible. He broke up with me and we both dated other people until aged twenty when we got back together pretty unexpectedly. I was livid that he was like obsessed with this little maid girl that lived in his house, no offence. Ugh, that sounds so snobby and awful saying it out-loud like that,” said Roxie.
It did sound awful. “Little maid girl?” I was in no place to judge though. I could have been much nicer to Chasity.
“He was always either whining about something wrong you’d did or how you looked at him as if he were a monster or how you didn’t respect him. Then he would call me by your name sometimes. Then I found it!” Exclaimed Roxie.
Found what? I thought to myself.
“Alpha?” Said a soft voice right behind me.
I jumped.
“Charlista, it’s you,” I whispered in relief as I turned around to find Keaton’s housekeeper.
She had worked for Beta Keaton since I was a child.
“Um, what are you doing?” Asked Charlista softly, raising her thick brows at me.
She was a portly woman with olive skin, glossy dark hair and hazel eyes. She always wore all black except for her signature crisp white apron, even though Keaton did not stipulate any uniform. She was kind but no-nonsense.
“Getting some snacks for my Luna,” I whispered, hoping Charlista would take the hint and not give away my position.
“Leave it to me,” she said.
She began gathering a few things. I continued eavesdropping.
“Found what?” Asked Chasity.
“The painting,” said Roxie, lowering her voice.
Thankfully, my Alpha hearing never failed me.
“The painting of you looking all sullen and forlorn in your hand-me-downs sitting on the pack house porch steps. I mean you were always a pretty girl,” admitted Roxie.
No lies there. Chasity had been cursed with a shitty childhood but she had been blessed with girlish cuteness that blossomed into womanly beauty. She never had an awkward stage. It was probably the Universe’s way of apologising to her. That and “three hunks for the price of one” according to Felix the other day. I was pretty sure my mother and the other high-ranking she-wolves had been a bit jealous that the “maid girl” was so naturally lovely while they were trading plastic surgeons. My mother was a very beautiful woman in her own right but she was prone to lashing out at others, possibly out of insecurity or envy.
“But you were so sour!” Complained Roxie. “But now I get it! Who could blame you? After everything you’ve been through. Felix was terrified you would reject him as a mate and say no to the marriage proposal. He was scared he’d wake up one day and you’d just be gone no explanation, no note, no apology, nothing.”
“Felix told you all of this?” Asked Chasity softly.
My Luna did not sound pleased.
“I hope you’re not upset. I mean we’ve been friends for years and years even before high school. I’m Beta Keaton’s daughter, didn’t you know that?” Asked Roxie, sounding genuinely curious.
Felix really hadn’t told Chasity anything. I was to blame as well. I should have introduced Chasity to the hostesses and let her know they were the Beta’s daughters.
“Beta Keaton seems in his late thirties,” mumbled Chasity sheepishly.
I knew Keaton would love to hear that. Roxie laughed.
“Oh you know werewolves always look young,” said Roxie.
I heard Chasity sigh. Charlista tapped me on the shoulder. She handed me a plate of snacks and gave me a “get out of my pantry” look.
“Thank you!” I whispered.
“You’re sobering up,” I said as I walked back into the kitchen as though as I had been diligently choosing snacks and not just standing behind the door the whole time.
It was believable enough. The pantry was large and had a second entrance. That was how Charlista had been able to sneak up on me.
“Where’d you get all this?” Asked Chasity, laughing softly.
I looked down to see several brownies, sweet croissants, savour croissants and ch*ps with dip on the large plate.
“Charlista picked some stuff,” I said honestly.
“Charlista?” Said Chasity, raising a brow.
“Our housekeeper,” said Moxie, Roxie’s younger sister, as she walked into the kitchen with Calix and Felix in tow.
Felix
Moxie was looking for her sister Roxie while Calix and I were looking for Chasity and Alex. We all ended up heading to the kitchen where we found all three of them.
“Chasity! Are you ok?” Calix asked, making a beeline for her.
He ran his fi**gers through her hair.
“Baby! Where’d you run off to? What happened? I missed you,” I cooed as I reached Chasity.
I k**sed her forehead at least half a dozen times.
“It took you ages to notice I was missing,” She said softly but pointedly.
I grinned. My Baby wanted more attention. Usually, clinginess was off-putting but coming from reigning Ice Queen Chasity, it was a welcome change. It was nice to be missed by her even if she was currently pissed at me.
“Fine. Let me have it then,” I said encouragingly, opening my arms wide to welcome our first official “you need to be more attentive” lecture.
“What?!” She squealed, looking shocked.
I laughed.
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